7L & Esoteric - Operating Correctly (feat. Mr. Lif) Lyrics
[Mr.Lif talking]Microphone check, Esoeteric & LifWho could measure, the length or the widthStill we make the *****in' earth shiftCheck[Lif & (Esoteric)]I get maniacal, on ya parietal, lobesI make my rounds as globesWhen the ground is cold I hibernateAnd inspire fate to run it's natural coursePropelled by God's actual forceSurely you will call that what you battled and lostCall ya dispatch, tell them niggaz it's a mismatchYou fell on the blade of Lif's axe(Standby) while ya whole crew gets shanghai'd(The verdict) Lif and Esoteric by landslide(Start a rue) heat 'em up (they ought to cool)I'm not a fool well educatedThus positivity is underratedIn an ignorant world few relatedSo sometimes, I run rhymes through bloodlinesMakin' sure my vinyl plate gets spun on plateletsHook:(Rappers wanna battle when ya know that we're deadly)(Es-E-Esoteric) "operating correctly"If you wanna bring it you can swing it directlyIt's Mister Lif, "operating correctly"(You can try and front and try and disrespect me)(On the cut is 7L) "operating correctly"Dj's and emcees who wanna come test weLif and Esoteric, "operating correctly"[Esoteric & (Lif)]I hand deliver this, carnivorous verseLegal rappers live wid this you can't get rid of thisMad potent (experiment for the moment)Raise to a higher power like an exponentMy moment of truth's infinite, I'm omnipotentRippin' it, up perfect malice of the cutWhat (is it that you plan to do)(When Mister Lif and Esoteric manhandle you)Ya fans and ya crew (they're one and the same)Waitin' for a sucka lame still stuck in the gameSo tuck in ya chain kid you got nothin' to gainMust be lovin' the pain and want one to the frameCause I'll cut up ya brain and draw blood from ya veinsThe residence of the king crabs go up in flames(Some say steppin' to us is *****in' insane)Like jumpin' off a train go into buckets of changeYou'll get maimedHook[Lif]If the sun dies out I'll write by saturn's lanternSearchin' for the truth in cavernsA physical man fightin' phantomsSinkin' in the ocean by leagues and fathomsA watery grave for an honorin' slaveMassa always told him that he ought to behaveEternal conflict of power in the hands of manPrepare for the life of the damned[Esoteric]I brainwash cats like paraldehyde so they shall abideMy style drives through the valley sideWhere I'm pervious to genocideThe superhuman robbin' enterpriseWe pen-alize men who spread the liesYou better rise, I'm throwin' jab hooks at the plaintiffDangerous, ne-farious, how I paint this, scenarioTime to steamroll, mash the placeRaps thrash the base and leave wack cats deceasedHook
