Текст песни 7L and Esoteric - Boxcutter Rap
7L and Esoteric - Boxcutter Rap слова песни
"Sometimes the urge to do bad, is nearly overpowering."7L on the keys{*"When I start flowing the mic might bust..."*}[Esoteric]Yo it`s murder in the verse, execution in the chorusYou thug it out? Cut it out, your writing steez is a teaseTellin G`s that you catchin felonies sellin ki`sWith your celly and your Pelle Pelle sleeveI don`t believe you run guns and tear the beamMan PLEASE, you crazy, FugaziYou be gettin shook like a misbehavin babyHere the ground assault, now face an air attackTo blow you out your Avirex chaps and Air MaxI spit "bear" facts like a KodiakPut in work you got no discipline at allUnless you call sittin in the center of the mallsellin cell phones a dream fulfilled, you better buildFuckin with the guild, you get drilledI like bones chilled when I feet, I film your defeatSo you family can watch you get killed in the streetThe only one sayin that you skilled and uniqueis the priest at your eulogy, startin to weepI sound ill to a beat, I`m workin with GodWhile you riffin through the newspaper, circlin jobsThe way I operate make surgeons applaudI`ll murder your squad, you know I`m herbin you dog..Uhh, sit down and grab a seat, cats competeMaster of the Cabot Street raps in heatLet me find out - you funny styleLet me find out - murder in the verseMy cathartic art`ll blow your heart apartVerbally the spark leavin a mark, grieve in the darkLike a ninja, screamin bloody murders quit attackin youI`ll hack your back in two, crackin you and leave you black and blueFuck the label backin you, every rap fan knowsthat a trash can is the only way to package youFind you with a twelve gauge on Pennsylvania AvenueMy mental state`ll test your mental to the nation`s capitalMy future, Albright like Madeline KayBattlin Sea, I`m like a snake cause I rattle then sprayThe anaconda, the Mart is where I happen to stayLaughin at my prey as they start to paddle away (AHH!)Catch me at a candy store with Mandy MooreCause sex on the beach give me sandy drawersYou amateurs, need to understand your choresHammer floors `fore you talk about your Hammer of ThorI`m a Man of War, keep it gully like Crane`s BeachInsane speech leave you bedridden like stained sheets.. {*fades*}