Esoteric duck hunt feat porn theater ushers

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(Verse One: Esoteric)
Yo, cats who bite my stick get the damaged tooth
The shit so hot, the lab's like a tanning booth
The Duck Hunt, point 'em out and these words just hit me
I can shoot from any angle like Dirk Nowitzki
Full of myself, can't find a shirt that fits me
Piss on wack rappers 'til I burst a kidney
Seay's sick, I got this amazing gift
to leave you beside yourself like Agent Smith
Like an ancient myth, E-S machete mics
Clear 'em out, who air 'em out like sweaty Nikes
My fam, stay real while I heard your clan's gay
Plus I saw you with your man Ray leavin {?}
On Monday, I heard that you were shit talkin
Tuesday I'm golfin six feet above your coffin
You can label me underground
Cause I rise to the occassion every time I come around
{*scratched*}
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