Speaking Real Words (featuring Inspectah
Исполнитель: 7L and Esoteric
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<br>[Inspectah Deck]<br>Yo.. INS the Rebel, your highness<br>with 7L and Esoteric, speaking real words<br>Speak on it kid!<br><br>[Esoteric]<br>Yo, I touch the mic like a savage<br>The Esoteradactyl`s rap style`s beyond average<br>To say the least, I`m slayin beasts with the right plan<br>I`ll take your hype man and beat him with the mic stand<br>You`re like, "Damn! I better get a resource"<br>I`ll overpower three-fourths of your police force<br>You`re talkin to a fugitive who`ll serve your crew<br>fake his own death and come back to murder you<br>Who raps to the crack of dawn? Who`s the droid<br>who destroyed numerous humanoids like atom bombs?<br>You`re nothin but a tag-a-long, that I be raggin on<br>7L`s on the cut, while Joe is tappin on<br>the 3000, me I`m just loungin<br>Waitin for a sucker MC to start poundin<br>You know the deal, so check the cassette<br>It`s Esoteric and Inspectah Deck, what you expect?<br><br>{7L cuts and scratches}<br><br>[Inspectah Deck]<br>Yo, yo, yo<br>I stash heat, creep past police on the beat<br>Keep it movin in the mean streets, I the black sheep<br>Roll deep with the Killa Beez, quick on the squeeze<br>Freeze - nobody move, just hand over the G`s<br>Gone with the breeze, everything`s peace at ease<br>Now I`m laid back, countin stacks, twistin the trees<br>My rap`s scorchin - way beyond third degrees<br>Enemies get blown like autumn leaves<br>Authorities comb the block, I`m peepin they steez<br>After me cause the rhyme`s worth about two ki`s<br>And double that `cross seas<br>Fiends buy off the heez, the result`s more currencies<br>Them no worry we, I strike em down suddenly<br>Funny how they rush me, must be the money<br>You hate me or you love me, don`t ever (fuck) me<br>Trust me, we can make the scene turn ugly<br><br>{7L cuts and scratches}<br><br>[Esoteric]<br>I`m like a man posessed that can`t confess<br>Yes it`s the Es` to bless, wicked test pressed to rest<br>Crab rapper, my raps shatter your wax platter<br>Esoteric`s data can stab up the tracks badder<br>My words flow for the, rap cats who rep locally<br>Transmit poetry fit to hit em globally<br>Eso`, yes status fresh from the get go<br>Sinister, ready to administer the death blow<br>on rap cats cause I`m takin it back<br>to a time when it was cool to call hip-hop rap<br>Cause I`ve been rappin, since fly sneakers were cheap<br>since I bought em off Koreans down on Washington Street<br>Since I had a cameo, since I rocked rope chains<br>Since I had gold fronts with the Polo frames<br>Since "Goin` Way Back," since pro black rap<br>Since the Jungle Brothers let me know "I Got it Like That"<br><br>{7L cuts and scratches to the end}
