Esham lyrics
Esham lyrics
"Bang lyrics"
Fuck The Ways Of Christ lyrics
2000 years ago has been enough, it's time to cast out Christian thought The worship of a bastard is absurd, these ways must be fought No more confessions or worthless prayers, guilt and failth we don't need Rely upon thy self, not some idol god, self preservation is key Fuck the ways of Christ, fuck the ways of Christ Fuck the ways of Christ, fuck the ways of Christ Fuck the ways of Christ, fuck the ways of Christ Fuck th
2000 years ago has been enough, it's time to cast out Christian thought The worship of a bastard is absurd, these ways must be fought No more confessions or worthless prayers, guilt and failth we don't need Rely upon thy self, not some idol god, self preservation is key Fuck the ways of Christ, fuck the ways of Christ Fuck the ways of Christ, fuck the ways of Christ Fuck the ways of Christ, fuck the ways of Christ Fuck th
"Who's there?"
"Forgive me father for I have sinned."
"Yes my son You have a confession to make?"
"They want me to do it again."
"Those who repent shall recieve salvation."
"I gotta go back..."
...I bang on everything, boy
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
Up jump the boogie
And you're just a rookie
So I take your cookies boy
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
I'm getting money, I push the seven-sixty
Got green like Bill Bixby baby
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
No, you shouldna missed me
Cause I'm gonna toss 'em back at ya, like hot frisbees fucka
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
It's all I know, it's all I do
Countin cash in stacks, grind all night through
I'm pushin' packages bitch
I got a automatic
I ran down your block and popped a crack addict
Speakin' in tounges since I was young. I tote a uzi <
Meet Me In The Middle lyrics
Written by Peter HolsappleMain Voice: SUSANProduced by Continental Drifters & Mike MayeuxReleased on 'Vermilion' (1999)Well, I could be persuaded, yes I couldAsk me very nicely if I wouldWait to get an answer (and you will)Wait a little longer 'til you get my bill.Time is of the essence, all in allCatch me at my weakest, up against the wallOf good intentions, which were mineWhen you didn't
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Professional hitman, pop you and your floozie Written by Peter HolsappleMain Voice: SUSANProduced by Continental Drifters & Mike MayeuxReleased on 'Vermilion' (1999)Well, I could be persuaded, yes I couldAsk me very nicely if I wouldWait to get an answer (and you will)Wait a little longer 'til you get my bill.Time is of the essence, all in allCatch me at my weakest, up against the wallOf good intentions, which were mineWhen you didn't
Who's he? Esham, I do no interviews
Blood's on my tennishoes, win or lose
I'm finda smoke a ounce of kush
Fuck George Bush
Still on the block where it's hot murders be overlooked
Dreams and nightmares
Everythings right there
In the city that don't care
Somehow we profit off welfare - Hell yeah
Pistols be popping
Coppers is dropping
No time for no bitches, keep my riches
'Less it's coke shoppin'
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
No, you don't know me
I roll with my homie
It's Jesus, not unholy, ya heard me?
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
I send hollows threw you , I scream "Hallelujah"
I do ya, cause you don't know me baby
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
This is for my Crips and my Bloods
And all my gangstas and thugs that show slug love
BANG! BANG! BANG! B
Grow Up lyrics
When I was just a little boy, I'd sit around all day. Thinking about the future to pass the time of day. With my friends sittin' laughin', they would mainly laugh at me, because I was always different, it was all so plain to see. Didn't want to be a fireman, a cowboy, or a cop. I was always different like a sore thumb I stuck out. Because even in my dreams I won't pretend to age, I knew a life of normacy was nothing but a
NG! When I was just a little boy, I'd sit around all day. Thinking about the future to pass the time of day. With my friends sittin' laughin', they would mainly laugh at me, because I was always different, it was all so plain to see. Didn't want to be a fireman, a cowboy, or a cop. I was always different like a sore thumb I stuck out. Because even in my dreams I won't pretend to age, I knew a life of normacy was nothing but a
Guns up in the club, holding a lot of drugs
Whats really good, what?
Power and paper stacked up like skyscrapers
I'm getting my money right
I'm keeping my game tight
Oh no
I'm comin up on a bubble
Bitches in trouble
Breakin boulders like Barney Rubble
Makin' my pockets double (whoady)
Slug from a fourty-five, I live and die
Like the gangstas before me
'Till they fourty-four me
Or outlaw me
They never saw no one raw as me
The general in this war is me
Hilter
Young wigspliter
Kill any rapper out there, nuclear warfare
Spit napalm, Esham
Wicket like Taliban
Pushin denally from Detroit to Cali, mon
Wicket
Wicket
Wicket
It's so wicket
Wicket
The way I kick shit
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
I'm poppin' pistols
So duck if the bullets whistle
Yo
Forevermind lyrics
Hope you relate to me when I say I wont let you out my mind I had a little dream and the dream went like this A little bit like this I had a little dream And the dream went like this I saw two little girls sittin' both without a wish Saw through Your heart Through Your very eyes To the hole the size from lies Oh yes indeed cuz things have been mixed and twixed In with the recipe and it's gotta be fixed oh ya I'm talkin' to
u're hopin that they don't hit you, homie Hope you relate to me when I say I wont let you out my mind I had a little dream and the dream went like this A little bit like this I had a little dream And the dream went like this I saw two little girls sittin' both without a wish Saw through Your heart Through Your very eyes To the hole the size from lies Oh yes indeed cuz things have been mixed and twixed In with the recipe and it's gotta be fixed oh ya I'm talkin' to
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
I'm down to buck'em all, fuck'em all
Till they bodys in the ground where the maggots crawl
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
This is not a game
Say "hello" to my little friend.. Bang Bang Bang
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
Blow out your brains
Ain't no friends in this game
Fuck a five-0 and the fame
Prelude to all this evil,
Some people might say it's money whether they believe you.
Judgement day is still a'comin people, never leave me.
It will be with me forever only time i need you's
When your fuckin head is severed stackin'up my green books.
At night I'm playin' with black magic. Tell me, have you seen crooks
Busting off they automatics deep into the darkness?
Some might even say i'm heartless
Even if tha cops is around, I bang your ass regardless.