Esoteric - Freestyle (Brothers on the Slide - The Lost Freestyle Sessions) lyrics

[Intro] "If you see a devil smash him" - Esther Rolle's "(If You See a Devil) Smash Him" [Esoteric] Word up. The Esoterodactyl swooping in. With the U.N.K.N.O.W.N.. Wack emcees stop cause you don't know what you're doing. Check it out. 'Bout to flip this. Uh, uh. Yo [Verse 1: Esoteric] To murder shape and [?], I disa**emble vertebrates Curdle blood, tear off flesh. Esoteric lyrics bless tracks That mutate into wax after mastery The strategy incorporated orchestrate to tragedy I'm manifesting lyrics to kick your chest in Digesting my food for thought? Be back to testing Tactics I employ destroy and intimidate Consider fake b-boys toys to obliterate Take your man, crushing all my enemies Taking a stand, a giant avalanche quaking your fans The mic k**er. I bring doom ripping buffoons Rhymes expand like a womb in delivering rooms True story. Esoteric straight up gets gory With the auritory The pterodactyl [Bridge] The deadliest force in the universe Nothing can escape it "Cutting and scratching" Incredible powers [Verse 2: Breez Evahflowin'] I spit like I was born in the store Up in Boston, rock tighter than the [form of noir?] NYC. Perform my songs at High C With chicks in little strips of tape, tickling the ivory Behind me. I'm on some show-stopper sh** Sex the opposite. My TEC's the proper sh** Dropping sh** like finger spasms—having a fit Have a fifth and just trash it, you soggy sandwich Doggy, doggy, step right out. I do damage Profile: DJ-Unknown-style Piles of nonsense. This Eastern Conference bomb threat's legit Ready, set, quit I'm Deadeye Dick when I spit—you hit too You, your crew, and that beast you call "Boo" Are you not sufficiently son? Aight, check it Peep the Polaroid of me and your moms monkey-naked [Verse 3: C-Rayz Walz] Ayo, I flow You sing like Snow, you informant My dick's a compilation—your whole clique's on it Out of million brain cells laying dormant This is just a portion of thought from the master of my organs Nerve impulses orbit 'til I make a fortune Off these words. Self-preserved, got reserved—caution Wild manifest of my cryptic mode I tried to write it down, but my pencil broke Instrumentals poke at my side 'til it nag me Grab me. I begin to freestyle madly Unaware of fools disguised as bystanders I said things personal and spread slanders But when I battle, it's really peace, y'all I control enough force to crush your skull with a beach ball And keep y'all out the game like a jealous coach Mad cause his career went up in smoke. So When I write, y'all should chill to save strength I'm ill enough to surf on your brain wave lengths Forced into a rehab, dope metaphors Had to battle myself—I was surrounded by walls/Walz Padded like the book you couldn't find in most stores A nice razor slice—now I write rhymes in gauze Rebel without a pause cause my sister broke the bu*ton I ramshack. Stand back—you fronting You prey on the weak and run from the strong That's why you'll never see me like Mike Tyson in thongs I appear like a genie with a sensei's plot 'Til you disappear like Kunta Kinte's socks [Outro] "Holy sh**! You see that f**ing head come apart, man? I never seen brains like that before, man" - Bunny from Platoon