Текст песни 7L and Esoteric - Face Defeat
7L and Esoteric - Face Defeat слова песни
[Esoteric]Let `em feel itIt`s the E-S, take a deep breath, beat deathVocals eat flesh, like meshPuttin holes up in ya weak chest, ya must check thisI`ll take your necklace, leave you necklessRespect this, it`s back to basicsI come through in an A-6You come through in Asics; not the real ones, the fake shitsI didn`t know they made `emYou couldn`t spit a def rhyme if you spit mine verbatimCadillac frank with the baddest bank; latelyAll I do is rip crews, sip booze and hit snoozeAnd stay fuckin with bitches that Whip chooseFuck around with this kid and catch a quick bruiseYou make about as much sense spittin your venomAs a cotton sweatshirt that says Nautica denimBreak `em off 7[Chorus: 7L scratching]"Like I said before" "When I rhyme signed or unsigned MC`s get done""Like I said before" "Representin... hardcore"[Esoteric]I`ll rap in an assertive way, crack ya vertabraeAnd spittin sweet sixteens like it`s ya birthdayI blow green like Jimmy Cliff, but never hit the spliffThe shit I spit`ll put ya whip in a fitStraight airin out cats like doormatsI`ve been underground longer, than these civil war catsMy closet, looks like I have five brothersCause everything I have yo I have in five colorsRaps impair your brain, clear the laneMy diamond aeroplane`ll put the fear in the gameGot the deafest cats out there, hearin my nameRockin raincoats, too nice to wear in the rainI cracked your commercial wax over your headNow your 112/one twelve got a Jagged EdgeMotherfuck battlin cats, I`m Jim Abbottin catsMeans singlehandedly, I`m embarassin cats[Chorus][Esoteric]I grab the mic like I`m the rightful ownerThen procede, to heat it up like an IsotonerThat`s the deal, I`m dapper like a mealGivin touchy motherfuckers somethin they can feelFor real, quit sayin you rip tracksThe only thing you bustin is a table at {?} Jack`sI flip facts, like a Rolodex, and hold my tecslike a two-way, rarely seen like a bluejayIt`s the new Sea, a new daywhen your skull snaps, for kickin dull rapsI spit in acapella for your brain cuzAnd give up more shit to sample than a KPM doesYeah, shit`s been grittyEver since Funky Fresh was Spin CityYou`d sound whack if Marley Marl produced youAnd I`ve been listenin since Juice Crew was new school[Chorus][Esoteric]Yeah, face defeatCause E-S spit the rhyme, and 7L blaze the beatMy man Vinnie Paz up in this, you know the deal, uhhCyclone, my man D-Son, Jedi Minds