Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Watch Me, artist - 7L & Esoteric. Album song Dangerous Connection, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Brick
Song language: English
Watch Me |
Yo. |
one-two. |
it’s only right baby |
7L. |
these cats are easy kills |
It’s dangerous, yo, check, yo This type of cat live, like a psycho-hyperactive |
Sociopath, throwin the math, yo my whole staff’s |
On attack, on the rap, check the warning track |
Rap quarterback, leadin the Patsies in the stack |
When the, tongue is the trigger I «Squeeze 1st» like Jigga |
I’m bigger than a .38, when I terminate |
If I’m, fly by night, it’s cause I, sleep 'til 6 |
Wake up, cop clothes, rock shows with top flows |
I be, non-peace, beheading every beast |
Weapons of the East, take it back, give your head a crease |
Leave you dead at least, we roll deep with no beefs |
On point like Mo Cheeks, my brethren hold heat |
Leave you, with no teeth like, Kermit the Frog |
Murder your squad, with the fear of God, herbin you frauds |
You rap Liberaces, make me sicker than the nazis |
Esoteric is the name, motherfucker watch me |
«Watch where you’re headin now. |
watch where you go» |
«Uh-huh! |
Uh-huh motherfucker uh-huh! |
Watch me Duke, watch me» --] Ghostface Killah |
I spit verses, perfect for burnin your back curvature |
Certain it converted good person into a murderer |
Live in Hell’s Kitchen and shittin upon the furniture |
Sermons that I spit are forbidden, where’s the interpreter? |
Tell society, I attacked 'em (?) |
Like a sabretooth, breakin loose, like (?) in many |
My buck-fifty's worth every penny |
My team’ll put this gun and spleen in the Gulf Stream |
The engineer said I’d better relax |
'fore I kill you in the booth and leave you dead in your tracks |
Put your head in the cracks, my agenda’s |
Takin out fake 5%ers like federal tax |
Yo I hack phlegm, and grab the mic by its stem |
To publicly humiliate you like a bad friend |
Everywhere we go it’s like yo that’s them |
The mad men ballin out like the Pac-10 |
My ideology embodies thoughts at high velocities |
My life is quite an odyssey |
End careers with the pen, but never write apologies |
Trite psychologically |
War, I declare it, Al-Jazeera wouldn’t air it |
«It's only right that I address this, case in fact.» |
«It's only right. |
it’s only right. |
it’s only right» |
«Watch where you’re headin now. |
watch where you go» |
«Uh-huh! |
Uh-huh motherfucker uh-huh! |
Watch me Duke, watch me» |
Yo, I’m crackin open domes, leavin broken bones, overgrown |
With the vocal tone, rap Moses Malone |
I’m detachin my own skull so I can soak it in chrome |
Then come back like I’m Destro’s clone to take my throne |
I’m well known, lyrically my skill is well shown |
I’m deadly, and epidemically I’m full blown |
To infect it, injected, you’re lookin at the face of murder |
Erasin words that have you lookin like your Mason Betha |
Your name’s unheard of, I’ll break you like need to break a (?) |
Pussy, I’m like a Willie Mays rookie |
While you’re a '93 Jody Reed, so slow your speed |
Got motherfuckers fightin over weed |
I cut up guys like butterfly knives |
Should’ve died last, rhyme-wise I’m Jesus times fives |
Quick to finalize my plans for your demise |
Analyze this, you pitch I hit a line drive |
«Watch me Duke, watch me» --] Ghostface Killah |
«Watch where you’re headin now. |
watch where you go» |