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7l - Def Rhymes

Album Name:Flow Season
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[Verse One]


Ayo the second that my rhyme s I leave minds blocked


With more blind spots than a cyclops, I stalk the sidewalks


Looking for rappers who want to battle Esoteric


The only breath control that they behold is oral antiseptic


I'm doing just what you expected


Ripping the mic in half striking psychopaths


Laughing at your writing staff


Iconoclast impresario, me and 7l,


Chopping rhythms like a navaho


I'm a throw wack kids into the water rapids


Hijack their kayak I'm the venus fly trap your nothing but a lilac


You got a battle rhyme you better hide that, I leave you sidetracked Like


Double vinyl my rebuttal's final


So save your little comeback, with one rap


I leave you with a hunchback and duncecap


Drum tracks are under my spell, your dj?


He's not on the cut, he's in the cut, hiding from 7l


You better tell us of his whereabouts


Cuz we're about tormenting, check the def rhymes I'm sending





[Chorus]


On the microphone def rhymes I'm sending


Def, def, def, def rhymes I'm sending


On the microphone def rhymes I'm sending


Def, def, def, def rhymes I'm sending


On the microphone def rhymes I'm sending


Def, def, def, def rhymes I'm sending


{Scratching} Listen the ace as I rock the place





[Verse Two]


You're so delicate and fragile on the microphone


That when I knock you into next week I package you in styrofoam


That alone, silences g's like gnats and gnomes


I shatter domes when I flip it like a palindrome


Rap is ridiculous, now there's astrophysicists

I send them back to earth with melted wax like icarus


Witness this, I'm taking theories of these scientists


And proving 'em wrong yeah your crew is the bomb now move it along


It's Esoteric, 7l's on the cross-fade


We toss grenades at your stage so get a blockade


Superlative lyricism it's affirmative


I'm sick of hearing who these rappers think their working with


You couldn't sweet-talk Pete Rock into a beatbox


I swing from treetops like Ewoks, land cheapshots on your weakspots


Speed knots are often dealt


I'm placing pelts of pagan kelts on conveyor belts


The fader melts when I take this, turntablist, by his pancreas


Put the tone-arm, through his own arm


Mentally sound, like a sonar, extending


With the def rhymes I'm sending





[Chorus]





[Verse Three]


I raise your IQ to mine cuz I know your scared of heights


Scared of tearing mics, rappers like you should be wearing tights


I'm a strike the metropolitan, bottling my oxygen


For fresh air on-air and off-air, even in a lawnchair,


I cause fear like a bomb scare


I keep the beat like a lawsuit


From a rock group with a hot loop


You're out your element like the yeti, in the serengeti


Or the sasquatch on the catwalk, my rap stalks the track hops


I'm catching all you foul ballers like a backstop


You say I say my name too much


But I bet you say it more than me once the mic gets clutched


Your rap sucks, like algae, don't act palsy walsy pretending


Check the def rhymes i'm sending





[Chorus]
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