After performing for some time in the Boston underground, the duo, known at the time as God Complex, released their first single in 1996 to critical acclaim. This lead to the release of the Rebel Alliance LP, a compilation of Boston talent that featured acts such as Virtuoso, Mr. Lif, Tony Infamous and Force Five. Also at this time the two dropped the God Complex moniker becoming simply 7L & Esoteric.
Watch Me
7L & Esoteric Lyrics
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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
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, being in 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 both (?), my breddren 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
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 it's stem
To publically 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"
Yo, I'm crackin' open domes, leavin' broken bones, overgrown
With the vocal tone, rap Moses Malone
I'm deattachin' 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 of 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 where you're headin now watch where you go"
The opening rap verse of “Watch Me” by 7L & Esoteric contains violent language and imagery that seeks to establish Esoteric as a skilled and dangerous rapper. He describes himself and his crew as hyperactive sociopaths who are always ready to attack, both physically and musically. He compares rapping to being a quarterback, but instead of passing a ball, he is leading his team to success by unleashing verbal attacks. He emphasizes his power by comparing himself to a gun, a powerful .38 revolver that can terminate any obstacle standing in his way. He also boasts about his busy lifestyle, which includes sleeping in till 6 o’clock, wearing cop clothes, and delivering top quality rap performances that silence the critics.
In the second verse, Esoteric continues with the violent imagery and explicit language, but also shows off his wordplay skills by using homophones and metaphors. He describes his rhymes as being perfect for “burning your back curvature,” meaning they are intense and searing, causing physical pain. He calls himself a rap Moses Malone, a reference to the legendary basketball player, and claims to be able to detach his own skull and soak it in chrome. He is confident in his abilities, saying that he got motherfuckers fighting over weed, and he cuts up guys like butterfly knives. He ends the verse by warning his rivals to watch where they’re going or risk facing the wrath of his verbal attacks.
Line by Line Meaning
Yo one-two it's only right baby
I'm 7L and it's only natural that I address these wack rappers.
7L these cats are easy kills
These rappers are no match for my team's skills.
It's dangerous, yo, check, yo
Be warned, my rhymes come with a dangerous edge.
This type of cat live, like a psycho-hyperactive
These rappers live like hyperactive sociopaths.
Sociopath, throwin' the math, yo my whole staff's
These rappers throw the math out of whack and my whole crew is ready to attack.
On attack, on the rap, check the warning track
We're fully charged and ready to leave our mark, check the warning track.
Rap quarterback, leadin' the Patsies in the stack
I'm the rap quarterback, leading my team to victory like the Patriots in the Super Bowl.
When the, tongue is the trigger I "Squeeze 1st" like Jigga
My words are like a loaded gun and I'm quick to pull the trigger like Jay-Z.
I'm bigger than a .38, when I terminate
My skills are bigger than any gun, and I won't stop until I've terminated these wack rappers.
If I'm, fly by night, it's cause I, sleep 'til 6
If I'm only around for a short time, it's because I prioritize my sleep.
Wake up, cop clothes, rock shows with top flows
I wake up and get straight to business, performing in my cop clothes with top-notch rhymes.
I be, non-peace, being in every beast
I'm always in conflict, battling every beast.
Weapons of the East, take it back, give your head a crease
I have the weapons of the East and I'm ready to take back what's mine, leaving these rappers with a creased head.
Leave you dead at least, we roll deep with no beefs
I'll leave you dead or at least defeated, and my team rolls deep with no conflicts.
On point like both (?), my breddren hold heat
We're always on point like a sharp object, and my brothers keep their guns close.
Leave you, with no teeth like, Kermit the Frog
I'll knock your teeth out like Kermit the Frog and leave you with a toothless smile.
Murder your squad, with the fear of God, herbin' you frauds
I'll destroy your entire crew, leaving you with the fear of God and exposing you as a fraud.
You rap Liberaces, make me sicker than the Nazis
Your rhymes are flashy like Liberace and make me sick like the Nazis.
Esoteric is the name, motherfucker watch me
I'm Esoteric and I'm the one to watch out for.
I spit verses, perfect for burnin' your back curvature
My rhymes are so hot they'll burn your back in a perfect 'C' shape.
Certain it converted good person into a murderer
My rhymes are so powerful they can turn a good person into a murderer.
Live in Hell's Kitchen and shittin' upon the furniture
I live in Hell's Kitchen and my rhymes are so sick they defile even the furniture.
Sermons that I spit are forbidden, where's the interpreter?
My rhymes are so powerful they should be forbidden, and even an interpreter would struggle to capture their true meaning.
Tell society, I attacked 'em (?),
Spread the word, I've attacked society with my rhymes.
Like a sabretooth, breakin' loose, like (?) in many
I'm like a sabretooth, breaking free from my captors and running wild like a prisoner.
My buck-fifty's worth every penny
My rhymes are worth every penny of the buck-fifty price.
My team'll put this gun and spleen in the Gulf Stream
My team will dispose of your corpse in the Gulf Stream.
The engineer said I'd better relax
The sound engineer told me to calm down, because of the intensity of my rhymes.
'fore I kill you in the booth and leave you dead in your tracks
I'll kill you with my rhymes, leaving you dead in the recording booth.
Put your head in the cracks, my agenda's
Put your head between a rock and a hard place, because my agenda is to destroy you.
Takin' out fake 5%ers like federal tax
I'll take out the fake 5%ers like the federal taxman takes out your money.
Yo I hack phlegm, and grab the mic by it's stem
I'll clear my throat and grab the microphone firmly by its stem.
To publically humiliate you like a bad friend
I'll publicly humiliate you like a true enemy would.
Everywhere we go it's like yo that's them
My crew and I are always recognized and remembered.
The mad men ballin' out like the Pac-10
We're the mad men balling out like a Pac-10 team.
My ideology embodies thoughts at high velocities
My ideology is quick and forceful, like a high-speed bullet.
My life is quite an odyssey
My life has been an epic journey, full of trials and tribulations.
End careers with the pen, but never write apologies
My rhymes can end your career, but I'll never apologize for them.
Trite psychologically
Psychologically bland and unoriginal.
War, I declare it, Al-Jazeera wouldn't air it
I'm declaring war with my rhymes, and even controversial news network Al-Jazeera wouldn't cover it.
"It's only right that I address this, case in fact.."
It's only natural that I address these wack rappers.
"It's only right it's only right it's only right"
It's right, it's right, it's right, that I take these weak rappers to task.
Yo, I'm crackin' open domes, leavin' broken bones, overgrown
I'm cracking open skulls and breaking bones, leaving nothing but ruins behind.
With the vocal tone, rap Moses Malone
My rhymes are so powerful they're like a basketball legend, like Moses Malone.
I'm deattachin' my own skull so I can soak it in chrome
I'm detaching my own head so I can chrome-plate it and make it shine.
Then come back like I'm Destro's clone to take my throne
I'll come back stronger and better than ever, like I'm the clone of the GI Joe villain Destro, ready to claim my throne.
I'm well known, lyrically my skill is well shown
I'm famous for my rhymes and my skills are clear for all to see.
I'm deadly, and epidemically I'm full blown
I'm dangerous, and my rhymes can spread like a disease.
To infect it, injected, you're lookin' at the face of murder
I'm infecting my rhymes into the public consciousness, making them unforgettable and murderous in their intensity.
Erasin' words that have you lookin' like your Mason Betha
I'm erasing your rhymes and leaving you looking like the failed rapper Mason Betha.
Your name's unheard of, I'll break you like need to break a (?)
Your name is unknown and I'll break you with the same force as breaking a stubborn object.
Pussy, I'm like a Willie Mays rookie
I'm a fresh talent, like a Willie Mays rookie, ready to take the rap world by storm.
While you're a '93 Jody Reed, so slow your speed
You're slow and old news, like the baseball player Jody Reed, so don't try to keep up with me.
Got motherfuckers fightin' over weed
My rhymes are so good people will fight over them, like over a bag of weed.
I cut up guys like butterfly knives
I can cut people up with my rhymes as easily as a skilled knife user with a butterfly knife.
Should of died last, rhyme-wise I'm Jesus times fives
I should have died already but my rhymes are so divine and powerful that they're like Jesus multiplied by five.
Quick to finalize my plans for your demise
I'm quick to make plans to destroy you with my rhymes.
Analyze this, you pitch I hit a line drive
Try to analyze my rhymes, and I'll hit them out of the park like a line drive.
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@MrGoodFella
This beat is straight fire
@djmsup
+Daniil Mikhailichenko wtf bruh
@MrGoodFella
i dont know what hes talkin about lol
@knutzano
the lyrics too
@Timegazer1
Can’t believe it’s been 15 years already… who’s here in 2024?
@mxm5757
15 years?😂
@faiverruiz3668
Here
@bigpapalol17
Me
@nm208
This album came out in 2002...
@Timegazer1
It was a personal thing has nothing to do with when the song came out.