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Esoteric, we're gonna play a little game |
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I'm gonna give you a word, you tell me exactly what comes to mind |
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Cool, let's go |
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Brain - tumor, suede - Puma |
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Natalie - true, Liv Tyler - rumor |
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Lionel - my man, weapon - mic stand |
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Moogoo - gai-pain? Essex - fry clan |
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Sample - truncate, 45 - drum break |
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Mescaline - dumb fake, rent money - month late |
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Aguilera - lame slut, Cameo - change cut |
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Lance Rivera - shank up, Rawkus Records - bankrupt |
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[Esoteric] |
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Sittin here gettin my brain exam'd |
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Like I'm a, deranged man with the strangest plan |
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I got the, seat reclined in the therapy spot |
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The psycho-analyst is lookin at me like I'm a crackpot |
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Now sit back and relax - I'm doin that already |
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Please keep your hands steady - Why? - Your face is all sweaty |
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Yo I'm ready to heave |
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Mr. Ryan just breathe |
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I'll do a few more of these, then I'm gonna leave |
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Okay Tom Cruise - Ray*Ban, Elton John - gay man |
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Backpack - wack flow, fur coat - Fat Joe |
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Farrakhan - Nation, mad soul - Haitian |
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A title, for this joint? Word Association |
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"Listen up as I take out the rhyme book" |
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"From the rude attitude, done got in it to win it" |
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Okay, now tell me a little bit about your education |
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I didn't breeze through school, well actually I did |
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I breezed through the campus center back to my crib |
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You like to socialize? - Yeah - Well that's no surprise |
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Plus it's somethin that a lunatic mostly denies |
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Chill, whatchu tryin to say, that I'm about to explode? |
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My last crazy episode was during (?)nematode(?) |
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"Disguising his microbiotics.." that was dope |
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Well it goes without saying like old folks, continue |
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Okay Tiger - Chun Li, Crocodile - Dundee |
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Big pimp - Rocky V, hook shots - from three |
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Revelie - no crew, nerd bath - tofu |
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Richard Lewis - beaucoup, where is he? No clue |
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Groupies - free throws, Aria - need hoes |
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Chinatown - peep shows, cellos - umm, cheap clothes |
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Pedophile - pulpit, De La - cool skit |
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How do you feel about this exam? I think it's bullshit! |
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"Well, well, well! I'll be damned" |
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"Say what?" - "is the word" - "I don't know" |
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"Like I.. like I said before.." |
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"Listen up as I take out the rhyme book" |
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"I'm dead serious and I won't fess it.." |
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".. but chill 'til I finish the third verse" |
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"Now, listen-listen to the past" |
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This is going well, tell me a little about uhh, Metzer |
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[Esoteric] |
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The punk stand front and center |
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Red carpets roll, ladies trumpet as they enter |
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Light years beyond, my title's number one contender |
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Mind of an inventor with the grace of a fencer |
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Look, I gives a **** if you're white, black or octaroon |
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I'll lock you in a room, make you pop balloons |
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filled with toxic fumes, yeah you shoulda bought a tomb |
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Cause Esoteric puts the Metal to your Face like Dr. Doom |
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Is-is that true? - Nah but it's a hot rhyme |
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Just give me a word, I'll say what pops to my mind |
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Okay cell - phone or prison? Esoteric - vocalism |
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Freestyle - old tradition, Mass Ave. - Pole Position |
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Dirtbag - chopperhead, Trevski - knock him dead |
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Big troops - knuckle up, Jedi Mind - **** you up |
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Diesel - buttonfly, Kool Keith - Russian spy |
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No press - no Es, hope chest - slow death |
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This a joke? Hell no, kangaroo - velcro |
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Fat lace - shelltoe, Spud Webb - Elmo? |
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Letterman - great host, Moltar - Space Ghost |
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Applebee's - tastes gross, lap dance - pesos |
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Kid Rock - white trash, Limp Bizkit - don't ask |
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Handgun - under stress, LSD - Hunter S. |
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Thanks for your time |
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Peace |
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That I can't allow |
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Huh? |
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You're legally insane, you'll be living here now |
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What |
