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7L & Esoteric - Runaway Lyrics

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  • (Esoteric Talking)
  • I know you didn't just open your mouth....
  • I know of all people, the lowest of the low... I see your tail waggin', dog
  • [Verse 1]
  • Copywrite, you don't wanna fight, this here's a mic
  • Let me show your ***** ass how to rock it right
  • Let's begin, I know you saw my battle with Jin
  • That's why you ran like the wind and jumped out of your skin
  • You weren't sayin' "***** Soundcheck"
  • You was sayin' "***** the whole set! Cage, c'mon, dawg, we gotta jet!"
  • Now it's on, don't ever mention 'Lo in your songs
  • (Why?) cause even Thirstin know you still live with your moms
  • In the stix where hoes don't even shave
  • Folks don't even bathe and roads ain't even paved
  • Hillbilly Pete tryin' to keep it street, but you nerdy
  • Actin' 730 when you Powerbar Ernie
  • Whiteboy sayin' "nigga" sounds sick
  • When the only black in you be Camel Tao's dick
  • You a grown man with no plans
  • And still callin' up college radio requestin' your own jams
  • ("Ayo, I'm tryin' to blow up!") but you're way off course
  • Cause The Source doesn't cover ciphers in Short North, mother*****a
  • [Chorus]
  • You a battle MC? You ain't battle Shay
  • We called you out in NYC, you ran away
  • Drop the mic, find another cat to bite
  • You ain't tight, cause all you do is COPY (riiight?)
  • [Esoteric Talking]
  • Hahah, don't worry about Landspeed payin' me...Worry about why they rejected
  • your whole album... and sent E.C. packin' based on your bullshit..
  • [Verse 2]
  • You made a second jam and still you couldn't get it right
  • Gettin' out of bed at night and checkin' my website
  • Usin' a dead mic, jackin' other cats' beats
  • Cause y'all producers are weak and wouldn't co-sign the beef
  • Usin' that beat like you a fan of The Lox
  • You handlin' glocks? This is where the fantasy stops
  • What, you thought I forgot you run with Cannibal Ox?
  • ("I can't even watch!") you scared to bust like amateur cops
  • Flip Dog from "Whiteboys", mocked Danny Hoch
  • Ernest goes to Brooklyn and gets his little chain tooken
  • How you lookin' in them dirty ass Nikes
  • With a 15 year old chicken head you callin' wifey?
  • Pencil-neck, in an Avirex from your moms
  • You in your mid-20's hittin' up junior proms
  • You abused your creative control
  • Spittin' punchlines so corny they should come with a drum roll
  • Holla at Skillz about a purchase
  • Your writing's worthless, recycling wack verses
  • And that shit is unoriginal and sloppy
  • But what do I expect from a cat named Copy?
  • [Chorus]
  • You a battle MC? You ain't battle Shay
  • We called you out in NYC, you ran away
  • Drop the mic, find another cat to bite
  • You ain't tight, cause all you do is COPY (riiight?)
  • [Esoteric Talkin]
  • Yo, that was your girl? I thought that was your little sister, dog. The big
  • field trip to N-Y, after y'all skated after 9-11. Punk mother*****ers
  • [Verse 3]
  • You went from ridin' Cage's nuts to sayin' "Cage is nuts
  • He's a shady *****, let him get stomped, I hate his guts!"
  • And plus, you admitted you was glad you left
  • And not seein' him get beat was your only regret
  • If that takes the cake then this here's the frosting
  • Y'all were fightin' over the same chick from Boston
  • Cage hit the showers, bow to these powers
  • Call BK back, tell 'em you need hours
  • You should've left "Haterama" on the net
  • I said "***** a reply", but you wouldn't let it die
  • (The illest four letter word in the world is) AIDS
  • Just cause you got it don't mean you can change its name to Cage
  • "Speaking Real Words" with Deck, you keep sweating
  • But your label paid for more guests than a Greek wedding
  • Copy, your state should be embarassed of you
  • See that battle shit you talk about, I actually do
  • [Chorus]
  • You a battle MC? You ain't battle Shay
  • We called you out in NYC, you ran away
  • Drop the mic, find another cat to bite
  • You ain't tight, cause all you do is COPY (riiight?)
  • [Esoteric Talkin]
  • Huh... Copybite... Now you go home... write as many raps as you want...
  • but you can't turn back time
  • Face the facts... you bounced on your mother*****in' man... left him there...
  • That's some shady ass shit, you's a *****in' snake
  • Actually, I guess he wasn't even really your man cause...
  • cause you said you were glad... glad that he got his ass kicked
  • That's some funny shit... You wanted to see that shit go down, too
  • You a shady mother*****er
  • You makin' Cage look like the real mother*****in' man and he's a ***** too!
  • Haha, y'all need to posse up over there...
  • backstabbin' each other, callin' each other pussies and shit..
  • Haha, I read that Elemental Magazine...
  • I'll be laughin' at that shit 'til next Halloween...
  • You spoke too soon, Cage
  • You know the deal, Esoteric.. 7L
  • Oh, and another thing... kill all that..
  • the la la about the guns and shit
  • Y'all ain't got no mother*****in' guns...
  • Y'all pull a gun on me, I'll swallow that shit like..
  • "Shoot me mother*****er! Shoot me! Pull the trigger on me mother*****er!"
  • Hahah, y'all some *****es... bring it!

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