Esham Lyrics
Esham Lyrics
"Comerica Lyrics"
Ego, The Living Planet Lyrics
I talk to planets baby
I talk to planets baby
[Chorus 4X]
It's time to make another million
[Esham]
I be the insane nigga wit the migraine
Headaches, stressed out, havin million dollar doubts
Nigga wonder, and my blind like Stevie Wonder
This system try to take me under
My whole team pop scallions
No more triple beam dreams or amphetamines
I got a problem wit the FBI
I'm
Can't Keep A Good Man Down Lyrics
It's easily said with your gun to my head, No-one wants to fight a fighter. If this is a dream then I'll stay out of bed, It's always dark before it gets lighter. I'm
always like fuck 'em, muthafuck 'emIt's easily said with your gun to my head, No-one wants to fight a fighter. If this is a dream then I'll stay out of bed, It's always dark before it gets lighter. I'm
I made a millionaire dollars, and got the fuck outta Detroit
Niggas hate me there, they wanna kill me
Playa haters can't feel me
I'm underground, so check the sound
You won't catch me on your radio dial
So fuck that shit, and bump this shit
If you ain't wit this shit, suck a fat dick
You all broke ass, ho a
Maim Rape Kill Rape Lyrics
White-collared killer Pray by day - fuck the dead by night Preach the book - brainwash the sheep Kills as he shrieks with delight A tendency for the younger ones L
s, never get no cashWhite-collared killer Pray by day - fuck the dead by night Preach the book - brainwash the sheep Kills as he shrieks with delight A tendency for the younger ones L
[Chorus 4X]
[Esham]
Hold up, wait a minute
Your radio ain't shit if my tape ain't in it
So now I'm going all out
And I'mma smoke on the dance, til I fall out
You can't stop my flow, hell no
If you'se a ho, you gots to go
Street politician, connection wit chickens
The Night Before Christmas, pop Charles Di
Flashlight Lyrics
(feat. Anthony Raneri of Bayside) words can make you feel like feathers but all my friends they know you better i know, we all know, the same excuse it does not m
kens(feat. Anthony Raneri of Bayside) words can make you feel like feathers but all my friends they know you better i know, we all know, the same excuse it does not m
Can't nobody do it like me, I'm the incredible Bruce Wayne
Please, last of the red hot blooded MC's
Nigga nigga what, smack ya bitch booty while I'm bustin a nut
My flow is ill like a virus
My words speak out to a thug like Cyrus
Kidnap ya mind, then hold it for ransom
The murder I wrote, is a suicide note, and
[Chorus]