Esham lyrics
Esham lyrics
"Walkin On Da Flatline lyrics"
You Haven't Found It Yet lyrics
You haven't found it yet, Haven't found it yet. Look at the glass, turn your head You haven't found it yet. Murmur down the line, inside It's flashy Camden Town It's that London lyric again You haven't found
You haven't found it yet, Haven't found it yet. Look at the glass, turn your head You haven't found it yet. Murmur down the line, inside It's flashy Camden Town It's that London lyric again You haven't found
[Esham] Uh, 1-2, 1-2 Yo, this one goes out to everybody out there that's... Walkin' on da flatline, out they mind Walkin' on da flatline, nine, when I rhyme I'm flyin' in a Benz two-seata, holdin' on my heata Need a green leaf (bitch) don't getcha' ass smoked like reefa Sendin' you quicker to meetcha muthafuckin' Jesus, believe this Hell on earth, how much is your life worth For 36 O's I'll leave you with ya eyes closed Forever doze, I arosNeed lyricse, the 'Day of the Dead' Comin' through wit the ooh just to paintcha down red I said 'Unholy' you got scared 'Cuz the day I rolled around the world wasn't prepared My style venomous, ending lust and with us a Mausburg bust (Chorus) Bitches, I ball and I'll never stall So give me a call, I'll murder you all Y'all gonna fill in time, the chalk line Walk da flatlines [2x] Another evil day, music melodic, Reel Life Product Mechanical, my mind's smokin botanicals Deconstruct t
Every time I ask you out you tell me maybe next time Could it be my bad breath or something of that kind You keep stringing me along like I am just a fool and I need to know I need to know [Chorus:] CaWitchmaster lyricsen reconstruct your whole structure Roll ya block 'till it rupture If ya get knocked off ya money is still cluster Gettin' clocked by another hustler In this game there ain't no 'trust us' There ain't no justice, so if you fuck us, bullets will bust Retaliation is a must, plus A code of silence to this underworld violence Violence, violence A code of silence to this underworld violence Blood money, cocaine got my nose runny But I somehow still manage to stay scummy Run over
His witch, immortalBlack blood in his veinsClever mind, dark knowledgeMake him strongHe's witchmasterHe has lots of enemiesThose damned slavesTools of slavemoralityWho hate individualismHe has pTomorrow Comes A Day Too Soon lyricsyou in the truck like a crash test dummy My star to the bitches 'round the world, they love me But ain't no love for these hoes, I treat 'em all like foes Smoke 'em wit' the .44 like hydros Money is the key to end all ya woes Ya ups, ya downs, ya gettin' highs, gettin' lows But money be the root of all evil I suppose That same evil's got blood stains on my clothes That same evil's got blood stains on my clothes That same evil's got blood stains on my clothes (Chorus)
You, you never looked so good Sipping life down like I wish I could But these sober tears are all that's left to shed Sandy's soul, now made of bread Face down beneath the rubble lies a man Tales of the futur