What I Mean - 7L & Esoteric

You ain’t a down south gangster

You a house painter

Flower arranger

I’m all about danger when I speak

Your brain is weak, that’s the rhyme

Next in line, I bless the mind every time

I rhyme, I’m Mike Brady every time I hit the scene

Cos I got sixteens look the women in cleans?

You ain’t whippin' in X-5, you only test drive

Claiming you get by you working at Best Buys

Driving a Benz the last time you was a player

You were driving to the hole, claiming you rhyme stayer

Now I’m a rhyme sayer Padawan play your part

My style’s razor sharp like Kamino sabre darts

No birth stone my birth’s called Air and Land

Hell and high water start preparing man

You funny style rap cats challenging my team

It’s obscene like wearing Yankee shirts in the Bean

Know know know what I mean

I may sound lyrical and very mysterious

Know what I mean

When I start form on the mic, mic blows

Know what I mean

I may sound lyrical and very mysterious

Know what I mean

When I rhyme sign the unsigned Emcee’s get done

When Beyonder drops beat like this it makes your head rock

Type-a hype shit that makes fiends forget their crack spot

Your snatch box looks more like a scratch box

You say you beat the police before cops

We cop live shit before rocking the low flags

You wanna L.V.

why ya buy you a coach bag

I know Ameeda?

lent you sounds and tic tacs

She told me that you was the cat that made her hate sex

Take a deep breath It’s Beyonder and ES

Step up in the club now suckers are speechless

Talk slick catch a fist where your face be

I shop Louie V while you’re working at Macey’s

This is Rock Sperry cops and Glocks hurry

When its hot cats swallow cracks in their tummy

When you visit you better be dressing Plummy?

I rep never had something taken from me

Know know know what I mean

I may sound lyrical and very mysterious

Know what I mean

When I start form on the mic, mic blows

Know what I mean

I may sound lyrical and very mysterious

Know what I mean

When I rhyme sign the unsigned Emcee’s get done

In every borough we spit the most thorough-ist shit

7L, ES, Beyonder we come equipped

With the raps like a shotty, put a hole up in your body

Painful like a twisted ankle in a wally

Dangerous Connection, it’s all you need to know

You on a need to know on styles and heater flow

When we touch mics we leave you with a leaky dome

Stoppin' us is like tryin' to block knives with a sheet of foam

We’re well known so if your record wanna feature us

Cough up that dough like you’re choking on some pizza crust

Care to re-discuss just remember that the streets are rough

And dangerous we need to bust, beat you up and spray the bus

Its 6 and get your brains fixed

Or we’ll put you through the wringer like Neo with the Matrix

And that’s it, can’t spit all these raps sick

Esoteric, Beyonder dissing, walking with their strapped shit

Know know know what I mean

I may sound lyrical and very mysterious

Know what I mean

When I start form on the mic, mic blows

Know what I mean

I may sound lyrical and very mysterious

Know what I mean

When I rhyme sign the unsigned Emcee’s get done