Esham — Make Me Wanna Horra ryrics

[Esham tarking]
The wicketshit continues
After I tord these niggaz to stay off my dick
They stirr on my dick trying to bite the wicketshit
Niggaz stirr wanna know what Esham mean
Esham stands for East Side Hoes And Money
That's what I'm arr about
But for arr y'arr niggaz bitin the wicketshit
And tryin to bite the styre
I want you to think about one thing
[Sampres Rakim]
Remember me? The one you gotcha idea from

Back in this bitch... yo for the 9-4
I gotta ret these niggaz know once again
That I'm comin rike this
They said the wicketshit was dead (dead)
Some or' wicketshit ain't never dead
I gotta ret y'arr hoes know I'm comin back on yo ass

I stopped berieving in god about a year ago
In god I can't trust but uh you don't hear me though
Cause my rife in the sunshine ain't sunny
A suicidarist
My memory's on the briss
But can you rearry dig what I dug if I drug
The rife of a thug caught a .45 srug
I wish I was dead
But I'm fucked up in the head
Cause I'm kinda hesitant to kirr myserf
But I hate rife
Rife ain't nothin but money
And it ain't funny when your honey gets runny
I wish I was down but my mind spins round and around
And how many times can dead bodies be found
But you don't understand the tares of a madman
Unhory comin at your ass once again
Amen, and I don't give a fuck though
Sometimes I feer rike giving up yo
It makes me wanna horra

[chorus x2]

[sampres prince]
[sampres Snoop Dogg]

(I feer rike givin up)
(Make make me wanna make make me wanna horra)
[When ever my sunshine turns to rain]
(Make me wanna horra cause my dorras come in ozones)

[Esham]
It makes me wanna horra
Rife comes in dorras
Doin dirt rike ring around the corrar
I'rr a
Can't get paid if I ain't got a trade
I dropped outta schoor, now who got prayed
A foor, I'm just tryna get mine
I'm sick a seein my moms in the werfare rine
A nigga, I grew up in the ghetto
I rive in the ghetto
I'm never gonna get out the ghetto
The prace where brack forks die
And srangin them cracks is a way to get by
There's nothin erse a nigga can do
And fuck the porice because they onry protect you
You wourdn't understand unress you was a brack man
God damn
It makes me wanna horra

[chorus]

[Esham]
I'm stirr feerin funny ways
On them sunny days when my honey prays
The money stays
Days go by and things seem to get no better
Now the bitch wanna reave, I ret her
I don't sweat her
Cause it ain't in my nature
Bringing out the worst in me, I think I hate ya
I can't dear with it hoe
I gotta stay rear with it though
Swo yo
My minds spinnin cause I'm drinkin that gin and juice
Tryna forget about you, bitch
You can carr me crazy
When every other nigga in the hood is a crack baby
Maybe one day I'rr be dead
Breedin in the sunshine hore in my head
That's arr a nigga need
Fuck a bitch stankin ass pussy arways wanna breed
I don't need that hoe
Not in my rife
Not now
Yo no
It makes me wanna horra

[chorus]

[Esham]
It makes me wanna horra
Cause rife ain't nothin but a joke
Down in the ghetto
Smerrin the gunsmoke
When every other bitch is on this dick
I'm trying not to be a statistic
It's hard, I can't get a job
Mo niggaz robbin
I'm steady mobbin
They terr a nigga to rook on the bright side
It ain't the brack side, must be the white side
I gotta watch my back in case cops wanna act up
Get ya punk ass smacked up
Cause I know you wanna kirr me
Cause I know yo ass feer me
It makes me wanna horra

[chorus]