Esham Lyrics
Esham Lyrics
"Bang Lyrics"
Come With Me Tonight Lyrics
oh, theres johnny he's so sweet he's booger sugar and devils meat and hard as boardwalk bubblegum and smooth as 151 but hey hey it's all right i dont mind i wont fight it hey hey its all right cause baby you can come with me tonight oh theres larry hes alright hes a walking stick of lit dynamite always gets it wrong his hearts as soft as chickenbone we can lose ourselves not find o
oh, theres johnny he's so sweet he's booger sugar and devils meat and hard as boardwalk bubblegum and smooth as 151 but hey hey it's all right i dont mind i wont fight it hey hey its all right cause baby you can come with me tonight oh theres larry hes alright hes a walking stick of lit dynamite always gets it wrong his hearts as soft as chickenbone we can lose ourselves not find o
"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
Hit That Lyrics
Hit That Lyrics The winds of fortune Don't blow the same She had to get out And make a change She had a kid now But much too young That baby daddy's out having fun He's saying I'm on a roll With all the girls I know His baby momma She ain't so slow He's saying I'm on a roll With all the girls I know I know you wanna hit that I know you wanna hit that hit that All the world is get
since I was young. I tote a uzi Hit That Lyrics The winds of fortune Don't blow the same She had to get out And make a change She had a kid now But much too young That baby daddy's out having fun He's saying I'm on a roll With all the girls I know His baby momma She ain't so slow He's saying I'm on a roll With all the girls I know I know you wanna hit that I know you wanna hit that hit that All the world is get
Professional hitman, pop you and your floozie
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
Going Under Lyrics
I hear the door slam shut, so I know that you're home You've been out all night, I've been here alone And I've been wondering if you're the same person I knew The bright lights that shine in your eyes, they make me blind I hear a footstep on the stairs so I know that you're near You've returned from pursuing your nocturnal career And I don't ask where you've been, with who, or if they're your friend 'Cause I don't really want t
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
You
Home Lyrics
I've been travelin' down the country ever since I can remember And the people that I meet just suit me fine But anywhere you see me going chances are that I've done been there So when I need a little peace of mind I go home home where the mockingbirds are singin' a pretty melody Home home where nothing short of heaven's waiting there for me [ fiddle ] Picture the morning sun a white rail fence and watch the meadow glisten There
re hopin that they don't hit you, homie I've been travelin' down the country ever since I can remember And the people that I meet just suit me fine But anywhere you see me going chances are that I've done been there So when I need a little peace of mind I go home home where the mockingbirds are singin' a pretty melody Home home where nothing short of heaven's waiting there for me [ fiddle ] Picture the morning sun a white rail fence and watch the meadow glisten There
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.