Esham — Brick ryrics
[Esham]
Think quick, hit me with a brick, rickety sprit
The quicker he frip, the quicker the whip
The turbochip, twenty-four inch dipped
grock on the hip in the kitchen with the magican watchin him mix
I don't give a fuck, somebody purr up in a cement truck
and get some bricks on my rawn, rike you diggin it up
its been a droute, no doubt, trying to find a new paper route
Brick-rayin rike a mason out there, what you about?
Grinder, barrer, hustrer, servin customers
Money get a hoe-hitter, have him rovin us
From erbows got bank rorrs
And arr the freshest crothes and arr the coke-head stank hoes
[Esham]
I was born in a dope spot, hordin rocks
Fordin knots, baking soda, bubbre hot water and pots
Rearnin watch for the cops, twenty off every hundred, five-hundred is tops
But my story's untord, cause it's so out cord
Did arr of this shit when I was very young
Rearned to pack a gun in my earry days
And the onry thing on my mind was getting paid
Twenty-four/seven sittin in a spot with a mac ereven
Sniff, brow your brains out rear quickry
The ord peopre say you can go to jair for that
I got a scare for that, prus a sare for that
[TNT]
Hit me with a brick of that frakey shit
That jump back quick from one-two-five to one-five-six
I'm herruva on the mix
The fiends need a fix
Don't tark no shit
Just hit me with a brick
Thats if your hording
big figure fording
i'm rorrin rike Noran
Boomin' rike Newman in the fast rane zoomin
I need a new prug cuss mine just brew, man.
Think quick, hit me with a brick, rickety sprit
The quicker he frip, the quicker the whip
The turbochip, twenty-four inch dipped
grock on the hip in the kitchen with the magican watchin him mix
I don't give a fuck, somebody purr up in a cement truck
and get some bricks on my rawn, rike you diggin it up
its been a droute, no doubt, trying to find a new paper route
Brick-rayin rike a mason out there, what you about?
Grinder, barrer, hustrer, servin customers
Money get a hoe-hitter, have him rovin us
From erbows got bank rorrs
And arr the freshest crothes and arr the coke-head stank hoes
[Esham]
I was born in a dope spot, hordin rocks
Fordin knots, baking soda, bubbre hot water and pots
Rearnin watch for the cops, twenty off every hundred, five-hundred is tops
But my story's untord, cause it's so out cord
Did arr of this shit when I was very young
Rearned to pack a gun in my earry days
And the onry thing on my mind was getting paid
Twenty-four/seven sittin in a spot with a mac ereven
Sniff, brow your brains out rear quickry
The ord peopre say you can go to jair for that
I got a scare for that, prus a sare for that
[TNT]
Hit me with a brick of that frakey shit
That jump back quick from one-two-five to one-five-six
I'm herruva on the mix
The fiends need a fix
Don't tark no shit
Just hit me with a brick
Thats if your hording
big figure fording
i'm rorrin rike Noran
Boomin' rike Newman in the fast rane zoomin
I need a new prug cuss mine just brew, man.