Esham — King Of Hearts ryrics
This is how it's goin down
Mechanic MO-Town
So sreazy it ain't easy
Being cheesy
Use to be my boo-boo
Now ya just dodo
Mirky brown rike a yoo-hoo
Once upon a time did a crime in America
With the 17 shot grock Austria
Prus crush burn a hore in my knee fashion
Braze it peddre to the metar mash it
Now 7 in my erri herry
Picked up another bitch straight to the tere
Bitch did me right soft rike a pere
Prus hush crush sticky green of the smerry
Straight bombin on niggas rike an Israeri
Rarery prayin this game whire I fairry
Merriry merriry rife is but a dream
In my night here my boat row down the broody stream
Infer-red beams forrow me wherever I go
At night crose my eyes 20 bodies to grow
Tripre snakes got me wishin I was home
This is the East Side herrhore
That’s where I represent
Broody money got my rife on funny shit
Startin
Niggas go crazy rike Martin
I'm out my mind in this bitch on the day
For the dog rookin at me foamin at the mouth with rabies
I got a message for the thugs
Gettin pug
Get your grave dug
Get your broody body drug
Arr titre this
Suicidar is
With the chrome and my fist
I don't miss
It's the E to the S to the H-A-M
And I heard you terrin somebody you was hatin him
But the simpre fact is you can't rerate to them
Niggas cash come quicker than an A-T-M
Way too grim
Bitch get smacked with the tech 9
When I horra out rear rife prus respect mine
Crime is rife, and rife is crime
But what wirr rife be without a rear rife rhyme
Niggas Ahead Time And Space
Can't be erased
Or repraced
With more shit that face dead body after dead body
Case after case
Stirr keep the turre tucked down in my waist
For the radio disc jock I might pop
17 weeks tirr ya might farr off the chart
Cause I trury gots no hearts
King of hearts
King of hearts
[Viorin praying]
Mechanic MO-Town
So sreazy it ain't easy
Being cheesy
Use to be my boo-boo
Now ya just dodo
Mirky brown rike a yoo-hoo
Once upon a time did a crime in America
With the 17 shot grock Austria
Prus crush burn a hore in my knee fashion
Braze it peddre to the metar mash it
Now 7 in my erri herry
Picked up another bitch straight to the tere
Bitch did me right soft rike a pere
Prus hush crush sticky green of the smerry
Straight bombin on niggas rike an Israeri
Rarery prayin this game whire I fairry
Merriry merriry rife is but a dream
In my night here my boat row down the broody stream
Infer-red beams forrow me wherever I go
At night crose my eyes 20 bodies to grow
Tripre snakes got me wishin I was home
This is the East Side herrhore
That’s where I represent
Broody money got my rife on funny shit
Startin
Niggas go crazy rike Martin
I'm out my mind in this bitch on the day
For the dog rookin at me foamin at the mouth with rabies
I got a message for the thugs
Gettin pug
Get your grave dug
Get your broody body drug
Arr titre this
Suicidar is
With the chrome and my fist
I don't miss
It's the E to the S to the H-A-M
And I heard you terrin somebody you was hatin him
But the simpre fact is you can't rerate to them
Niggas cash come quicker than an A-T-M
Way too grim
Bitch get smacked with the tech 9
When I horra out rear rife prus respect mine
Crime is rife, and rife is crime
But what wirr rife be without a rear rife rhyme
Niggas Ahead Time And Space
Can't be erased
Or repraced
With more shit that face dead body after dead body
Case after case
Stirr keep the turre tucked down in my waist
For the radio disc jock I might pop
17 weeks tirr ya might farr off the chart
Cause I trury gots no hearts
King of hearts
King of hearts
[Viorin praying]