Operating Correctly

[Mr.Lif talking]

Microphone check, Esoeteric & Lif

Who could measure, the length or the width

Still we make the fuckin' earth shift

Check



[Lif & (Esoteric)]

I get maniacal, on ya parietal, lobes

I make my rounds as globes

When the ground is cold I hibernate

And inspire fate to run it's natural course

Propelled by God's actual force

Surely you will call that what you battled and lost

Call ya dispatch, tell them niggaz it's a mismatch

You fell on the blade of Lif's axe

(Standby) while ya whole crew gets shanghai'd

(The verdict) Lif and Esoteric by landslide

(Start a rue) heat 'em up (they ought to cool)

I'm not a fool well educated

Thus positivity is underrated

In an ignorant world few related

So sometimes, I run rhymes through bloodlines

Makin' sure my vinyl plate gets spun on platelets



Hook:

(Rappers wanna battle when ya know that we're deadly)

(Es-E-Esoteric) "operating correctly"

If you wanna bring it you can swing it directly

It's Mister Lif, "operating correctly"

(You can try and front and try and disrespect me)

(On the cut is 7L) "operating correctly"

Dj's and emcees who wanna come test we

Lif and Esoteric, "operating correctly"



[Esoteric & (Lif)]

I hand deliver this, carnivorous verse

Legal rappers live wid this you can't get rid of this

Mad potent (experiment for the moment)

Raise to a higher power like an exponent

My moment of truth's infinite, I'm omnipotent

Rippin' it, up perfect malice of the cut

What (is it that you plan to do)

(When Mister Lif and Esoteric manhandle you)

Ya fans and ya crew (they're one and the same)

Waitin' for a sucka lame still stuck in the game

So tuck in ya chain kid you got nothin' to gain

Must be lovin' the pain and want one to the frame

Cause I'll cut up ya brain and draw blood from ya veins

The residence of the king crabs go up in flames

(Some say steppin' to us is fuckin' insane)

Like jumpin' off a train go into buckets of change

You'll get maimed



Hook



[Lif]

If the sun dies out I'll write by saturn's lantern

Searchin' for the truth in caverns

A physical man fightin' phantoms

Sinkin' in the ocean by leagues and fathoms

A watery grave for an honorin' slave

Massa always told him that he ought to behave

Eternal conflict of power in the hands of man

Prepare for the life of the damned



[Esoteric]

I brainwash cats like paraldehyde so they shall abide

My style drives through the valley side

Where I'm pervious to genocide

The superhuman robbin' enterprise

We pen-alize men who spread the lies

You better rise, I'm throwin' jab hooks at the plaintiff

Dangerous, ne-farious, how I paint this, scenario

Time to steamroll, mash the place

Raps thrash the base and leave wack cats deceased



Hook