Esham lyrics

Esham lyrics

"Play Dead lyrics"

A To The K lyrics
* first appeared on the "White Men Can't Rap" soundtrack [B-Real] A to the motherfuckin K homeboy A to the motherfuckin K (to the what?) A to the motherfuckin K homeboy A to the motherfuckin K One, life had begun for the ruffneck kid who was gonna put niggaz in check
Well I was sleepin' dreamin' about my own death
I'm like a cat with nine lives, but none left
I hear word after word after word once again
I find myself prayin' on my knees sayin' Amen
Cold sweat falls off my head onto my pillow
At night in my sleep I weep just like a willow
I'm sufferin' I need some aspirin or some bufferin'
Everytime I close my eyes it gets rougher in
The rhythm cold smotherin' every sister and brother in
Another murder, but red rum I never heard of
Something when I'm thinkin' of drinkin'
Some red rum 13 ways causin' bedlam
Don't say I'm a problem
I'm So Beautiful lyrics
Out out tonight feel like going out in the night I'm gonna walk the street walk the street I wanna feel the heat feel the heat. There ain't nobody better than me can't you see? Look at me! Wild feeling wild and I'm burning up deep inside I wanna let it go let it go
you'll die if you follow me I'm like poison so come and swallow me Locked in your mind, a funky rhyme and I busted But when I start droppin' wicked shit you can't trust it Dr. Jeckyl and Mr. Hyde ridin' inside your mind It's hard to see the U-N-H-O-L-Y when you're blind Some say I'm the devil, but it's really all in your head And they say when I play I roll over and play dead A funky, funky rhyme is what I got A sellout is what I'm not Boomin' words from hell is hot, dissin' me will get you shot Esham affiliate of Reel Life Production All the suckers dissin' me, fuck 'em 'Cause my homicidal vita
Illusions lyrics
Middle of the night and it's getting so hard to breathe. You can't sleep, can't think, can't hardly dream. Do you fear what the world wants you to be? Open your eyes and just see what the world is, Open your mind and you're free. There's more in this world than we
recital is still said And when I wake the dead the I play dead And I'm not dead and then I knock 'em out 'Cause dissin' me on a record ain't what it's all about Motherfuckers wanna come up and then they dumb up So get to the gat and put the fuckin' drum up Nigga how you figure you was bigger than a giant Tryin' to diss the undissable so keep tryin' Pick a pack a mags so get fitted for your bodybag You wanna do it like me? Let your words drag You're bound to catch 17 in the head So you better fake death or play dead You put the mic in the wrong hands then you get me A nigga that's hooked on A-C-I
Angels lyrics
And with a wink And a smile Yuo toss your instructions on How to catch a train While it's moving You always were the one That kept us all guessing How you could survive The fall you had From Medicine Men To my DJ friends They all have said "he
-D I can't go to sleep at night, I get hyped See you wanna dance with the devil in the holy light Wouldn't give a fuck if my records didn't sell 'Cause I'm goin' to hell with Pattie Labelle Florence Nightingale, sippin' on ale The devil's in the soup as the witches swap tails Can't save my soul as I was told Dropped outta school at 16 years old The mic is in my hand, the bitch is on my tip Niggaz wanna know am I a blood or a crypt Don't push me 'cause I'm close to the edge Playin' Russian Roulette with a gun to my head Snub nose grade me one peace a lead So if I win I guess I can't play dead

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