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7L and Esoteric - Loud and Clear

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[Verse 1]
We can go blow for blow until we`re old and gray
You`re flow`s openly gay hope and pray
That your next LP`ll be ghost wrote by Shay
That`s the only way you won`t die fruity like Ocean Spray
I prefer you recite them verses
Cuz most of your shit sound like a throw away
You ain`t a pro you a protйgй
This is animal rap, it ain`t open mic poetry day
You ain`t a solider and no you ain`t a trooper
Frontin` like a thug in a Civ when you in deep in a mini cooper
Hooba Shay stay ready for clashin`
My tongue gives out more lashin` than the passion

[Chorus/Esoteric]
This goes out, to every hungry wanna battle emcee
Workin` full time doin` battle entry
This goes out, to the people that sniffin` on the game
Till they overload they brain like an overdose of cane
This goes out, to the workin` man streets dollar holler
In your ear sayin` fuck George Bush now they clear
Get em outta` hear show that cat the door
Cuz we don`t wanna hear that bullshit no more

[Verse 2]
You can look at this verse as a word to the wise
Realize open up your eyes
We got people over seas gettin` blown to bits and thrown in a ditch
While Bush is at the game throwin` out the openin` pitch
Double vision bird strugglin` with words
Like Fox news tryin` to pronounce the names of, Arabic Kurds
His staff is absurd
Fuck a chicken I`ll battle pride them cats ain`t served
On the real it`s true I`d dodge a draft too
But see, I don`t want what them muthafuckas do
They, all talk like Republican radio
Really only right-winger I supports Cam Neely

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
ES, that`s what they call em
Schizophrenic like Smeagal of Golem
How can we stall em, rappers keep fallin`
Y`all are off track like skiin` through a slalom
Read the column mark obituary fickle merry
Men I slay Shay`s still a visionary
Who loves women, knows a bitches need
Good sex and bump shoes like Richard Reed
A jail with rebellious minds
Who held time on the frontlines a month at a time
Peace to mankind, y`all can quote this rhyme
I`m well read like a book with a broken spine

[Chorus]

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