{*scratched by 7L*} "It's Esoteric..", "rest in peace"

[Esoteric]
Yo Friday night, feelin right, fuckin with this bad chick

Gats click, now I'm hit, shit, watch the blood spit
I fall face down, background is H-Town
Needle drag, music stops, people call the cops
For a rap cat, shot dead in the back
Over a dame, for some reason of which I cannot explain
My name was little known at this time
'less we use the Boston, Mass. as the measuring line
My crime bein waxed, redirects, people's TV's set
Maybe you're seein the checks, or see 'em as threats
My fam cries at the wake, some guys do steaks
With their eyes on my tape, realizin my surprisin fate
Ten-to-five covered, then from five-to-eight
Now the average rap fan starts to gravitate
to the Ese-Esoteric, to see if they were sleepin
on a dope MC whose skills need peepin

[Chorus: Esoteric] + {*7L*}
It's tough stayin underground when you're six feet deep
And major labels profit off of that, but then there's freak
{"It's Esoteric"}, {"Rest in peace"}
And now everybody's checkin for my posthumous release
{*scratched twice*} "Death is a final step!" - RZA
"You know dead rappers get better promotion" - Jadakiss
"Death is a final step!"

[Esoteric]
Check.. now as I look down, it's kinda tough swallowin
the fact that I'm a dead rapper with a cult followin
Legions of