Boxcutter Rap

7L and Esoteric

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    [Esoteric]
    Yo it's murder in the verse, execution in the chorus
    You thug it out? Cut it out, your writing steez is a tease
    Tellin G's that you catchin felonies sellin ki's
    With your celly and your Pelle Pelle sleeve
    I don't believe you run guns and tear the beam
    Man PLEASE, you crazy, Fugazi
    You be gettin shook like a misbehavin baby
    Here the ground assault, now face an air attack
    To blow you out your Avirex chaps and Air Max
    I spit "bear" facts like a Kodiak
    Put in work you got no discipline at all
    Unless you call sittin in the center of the mall
    sellin cell phones a dream fulfilled, you better build
    Fuckin with the guild, you get drilled
    I like bones chilled when I feet, I film your defeat
    So you family can watch you get killed in the street
    The only one sayin that you skilled and unique
    is the priest at your eulogy, startin to weep
    I sound ill to a beat, I'm workin with God
    While you riffin through the newspaper, circlin jobs
    The way I operate make surgeons applaud
    I'll murder your squad, you know I'm herbin you dog..

    Uhh, sit down and grab a seat, cats compete
    Master of the Cabot Street raps in heat
    Let me find out - you funny style
    Let me find out - murder in the verse

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    My cathartic art'll blow your heart apart
    Verbally the spark leavin a mark, grieve in the dark
    Like a ninja, screamin bloody murders quit attackin you
    I'll hack your back in two, crackin you and leave you black and blue
    Fuck the label backin you, every rap fan knows
    that a trash can is the only way to package you
    Find you with a twelve gauge on Pennsylvania Avenue
    My mental state'll test your mental to the nation's capital
    My future, Albright like Madeline Kay
    Battlin Sea, I'm like a snake cause I rattle then spray
    The anaconda, the Mart is where I happen to stay
    Laughin at my prey as they start to paddle away (AHH!)
    Catch me at a candy store with Mandy Moore
    Cause sex on the beach give me sandy drawers
    You amateurs, need to understand your chores
    Hammer floors 'fore you talk about your Hammer of Thor
    I'm a Man of War, keep it gully like Crane's Beach
    Insane speech leave you bedridden like stained sheets.....{*fades*}

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