Precision
7L & Esoteric Lyrics


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[Chorus]
Listen to precision
Listen to pre-ci-ci-ci-cision
Listen to precision
Listen to pre-ci-ci-ci-cision
Listen to precision
Listen to pre-ci-ci-ci-cision
Rhyming rhyming

Y'all sendin' motherfuckas to an early grave
Murder men then murder slaves
Verbal plays vacant so you herbs behave
When I was your age I wasn't that a rave
I was bangin' jackin' spades lacin' page after page
At that stage, you rookies would've bat at the bat cage
With pride up in ya swingin' stance
While I was catchin' finger cramps
Writin' in a dark room wid swingin' lamps
You sing and dance, you won't step you bringin' ramp shit
Ring the bell, I fight you like a horse in a cell
Bumpin' this hell toward the rail like a sorcerer's spell
7L holds cream like a tortoise's shell
Ya organs will swell, click and then you turn into a cell
My thought be malice, shine like aurora borealis
Thought me how to spit in callous oratory at ya axis
I speak my mind like telepathy, burn you like an effigy
So you better choose ya weaponry

[Chorus]

Yo I spit the words of death
Curse ya breath, there's no person left
Still can mesh burnin' ya flesh so nothing's left
Of the missin' elements and artificial intelligence
The darkside of a bright mind my rhymes designed to
Blow ya back in like a rogue assassin or komodo dragon
Cloak and dagger know no havin' verbal package
With the photographic vocals overlap and overcrackin'
Clones attackin', you need to stick to local rappin'
'Cause I roll wid chicks lookin' dyke bend it over bitch
Wid the dopest lips you could ever kiss
Holdin' this is close to this, that'll reconverse on this
Which episode a pack of old crazy motorists
I change hands like polyist(?) or a solar eclipse
Knock you off like a merc you got it, when it's kicks
Women feelin' my tongue, Esoteric spillin' blood
Killin' villainous thugs like Daredevil wid a Bentley glove

[Chorus]

Yo I'm David Blaine raisin' Cain meditate and stay the same
Specialize in state of brains jeopardize a lame frame
Main game flooded daily basis, takin' pages to Israeli paces
Verses that I vomit have the traces of the comet Haley chases
Alien races wid scaley faces, sayin' damn you laced us
Fachist, I blow clouds out the sky
Leave rhymers surprised when I gouge out their eyes
I'm the shaman pawn man, the skull of Tutankamen embalmin' fluid
Runnin' through the veins of the Druid
Like a Pharaoh, who shadows like the grave of a dead pig
Covered in red sweat, crab ass rappers guard quicker than Bobafed
Or his father Jengo, I might catch 'em like a stitchin' witch
Fuck a pigeon bitch I project vocals to catch rep
Like Robotech on attack, the god cock is back





[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

The chorus of 7L & Esoteric's song Precision emphasizes the importance of precision in their rhyming. The repetition of "Listen to precision" and "Listen to pre-ci-ci-ci-cision" reinforces the significance of honing one's skills and being precise in their delivery. The first verse addresses other rappers who brag about violence, but don't have the lyrical talent to back it up. Esoteric reminisces about his early years and compares his dedication to the craft to those who are just starting out. In the second verse, Esoteric claims to possess lethal rhyming abilities and is not afraid to take on anyone who crosses his path. He uses vivid imagery and metaphors to describe his lyrical prowess and indicates that he is not someone to be messed with.


Overall, Precision is a song that celebrates the art of rap and places an emphasis on the importance of precise rhyming. It's a showcase of Esoteric's lyrical talent and provides a glimpse into his perspective on the rap game.


Line by Line Meaning

Listen to precision
Pay close attention to the accuracy and detail in my lyrics


Listen to pre-ci-ci-ci-cision
Listen to the precise enunciation of each syllable in my words


Rhyming rhyming
My rhymes are consistent and skillful


Y'all sendin' motherfuckas to an early grave
You are causing people to die prematurely


Murder men then murder slaves
You are killing both free men and those in bondage


Verbal plays vacant so you herbs behave
Your attempts to use clever wordplay fall flat, so you resort to imitating others


When I was your age I wasn't that a rave
When I was your age, I wasn't as easily swayed by popular trends


I was bangin' jackin' spades lacin' page after page
I was intensely focused on perfecting my craft, writing on every available surface


At that stage, you rookies would've bat at the bat cage
At that level of skill, you would struggle to even hit a baseball


With pride up in ya swingin' stance
You are proud of your mediocre abilities


While I was catchin' finger cramps
I put in so much effort that my fingers would cramp up from writing


Writin' in a dark room wid swingin' lamps
I was so dedicated that I wrote in a dark room with only a swinging lamp for light


You sing and dance, you won't step you bringin' ramp shit
You are only focused on creating flashy, superficial music


Ring the bell, I fight you like a horse in a cell
I am ready to engage in a battle of words with you


Bumpin' this hell toward the rail like a sorcerer's spell
My words have a powerful impact on listeners, almost like magic


7L holds cream like a tortoise's shell
I have a lot of money, like a tortoise hoards its valuable shell


Ya organs will swell, click and then you turn into a cell
My words will have such an impact on you that you will be transformed in some way, whether physically or mentally


My thought be malice, shine like aurora borealis
My mind is full of negative thoughts, but my words still shine brilliantly


Thought me how to spit in callous oratory at ya axis
My writing is designed to attack and break down your core beliefs


I speak my mind like telepathy, burn you like an effigy
I express myself honestly and with such intensity that it feels like I am directly communicating with your thoughts, and my words will destroy you


So you better choose ya weaponry
If you want to engage in a battle of words with me, you better bring your A-game


Yo I spit the words of death
My rhymes are so intense that they could be deadly


Curse ya breath, there's no person left
My verbal attacks will leave you speechless and unable to respond


Still can mesh burnin' ya flesh so nothing's left
My rhymes are so scorching that they will leave nothing but ash behind


Of the missin' elements and artificial intelligence
Your music is lacking real substance and creativity


The darkside of a bright mind my rhymes designed to
My writing is inspired by the depths of human experience, the dark aspects of life


Blow ya back in like a rogue assassin or komodo dragon
My words will hit you hard, with the surprise attack of a dangerous predator


Cloak and dagger know no havin' verbal package
My words are sharp and cutting, without any pretense or superficiality


With the photographic vocals overlap and overcrackin'
My rhymes are like a series of photos, perfectly layered and overlapping


Clones attackin', you need to stick to local rappin'
Your music is unoriginal and derivative, you should stay in your local scene


'Cause I roll wid chicks lookin' dyke bend it over bitch
I hang out with tough women who aren't afraid to take control and dominate


Wid the dopest lips you could ever kiss
My female friends are not only strong, but attractive and seductive


Holdin' this is close to this, that'll reconverse on this
What I have is valuable and important, and I won't let anyone take it from me


Which episode a pack of old crazy motorists
My rhymes are like a series of wild, unpredictable events


I change hands like polyist(?) or a solar eclipse
My success and influence is constantly shifting, like the phases of an eclipse


Knock you off like a merc you got it, when it's kicks
I will easily defeat you, no matter what tactics you try to use


Women feelin' my tongue, Esoteric spillin' blood
My sexuality is powerful and alluring, while my rhymes are fierce and savage


Killin' villainous thugs like Daredevil wid a Bentley glove
I am capable of defeating even the toughest and most dangerous opponents, with style and elegance


Yo I'm David Blaine raisin' Cain meditate and stay the same
I am always evolving and pushing myself creatively, while maintaining a sense of inner peace and focus


Specialize in state of brains jeopardize a lame frame
My rhymes are designed to challenge the listener's mindset and break down old, limiting ideas


Main game flooded daily basis, takin' pages to Israeli paces
I am constantly flooded with inspiration and ideas for new rhymes, and I work at a high pace to keep up


Verses that I vomit have the traces of the comet Haley chases
My rhymes come out fast and furious, leaving behind a trail of destruction like Haley's Comet


Alien races wid scaley faces, sayin' damn you laced us
Even extraterrestrial beings would be impressed and intimidated by my rhymes


Fachist, I blow clouds out the sky
I am so powerful that I can control even the weather with my rhymes


Leave rhymers surprised when I gouge out their eyes
My rhymes are so unexpected and devastating that even other rappers will be caught off guard


I'm the shaman pawn man, the skull of Tutankamen embalmin' fluid
I am like a powerful spiritual leader, with the wisdom of ancient Egyptian royalty


Runnin' through the veins of the Druid
My power and influence is felt deeply throughout the music industry


Like a Pharaoh, who shadows like the grave of a dead pig
I have the regal power and presence of an ancient Egyptian ruler, but with a dark and sinister aura


Covered in red sweat, crab ass rappers guard quicker than Bobafed
Other rappers are intimidated by my power and will do anything to protect themselves


Or his father Jengo, I might catch 'em like a stitchin' witch
I am like a powerful sorcerer who can catch and control others with ease


Fuck a pigeon bitch I project vocals to catch rep
I am not interested in superficial or meaningless music, my lyrics have a deeper purpose


Like Robotech on attack, the god cock is back
My music is like a powerful robotic weapon, and I am ready to unleash it again




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Comments from YouTube:

@reezellthia

11 years since I uploaded this, wow.

@user-jf7mn9jw1h

Iz ah verree lohnghe tiem bruther

@conradical5941

2023

@ARIF74

Miss the 2000's first decade of underground rap. This was my teenager days, but still bumping this and so many underground rap albums.

@sethnicholls7861

Loving this track, the beat and bars are top notch good hip hop...

@vorrtexxgates2878

My favorite song from Dangerous Connection 7L cooked up a dope beat and Esoteric laced it wit precision lyricism 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

@reezellthia

The whole album is bangin but yea this is my fav too.

@James.k1373

NO FUCKING DOUBT, fully agree with you on that, Watch me, herb and precision are total bangers

@chrisryan8923

Pure dope! Just heard this song a week ago. One of my favorites. Been bumping Esoteric and them for about 7-10 years now. ( I know, late), but this is the best type of hip hop out. Everything about it is precise. Dope as fuck hip hop. Yo!

@SugarJRay

This one's in the top 100 greatest rap/hiphop songs of all time as far as I'm concerned.

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