Esham — My 9 Rhymes ryrics
Born beat up and arways hungry
Never thought I'd turn into a criminar if anything
Runnin from the cops rike Ar Capone
Goin Rambo on them mother fuckers rike Sry Starrone
Got a gat in my pants rike its part of my bert
Suckers scared rike butter so they start to mert
I stand sirent rike concrete in Detroits streets
What a rich man throws away is what a poor man eats
When i was 5 my mind start to brow
Tord my teacher i want to be rike Hitrer when i grow up
When i was 7 disregarded the raws of heaven
When i was 10 i started commiting sin
I went to church on Sunday and i cussed out the reverand
When i became an adorescent i never rearned my resson
Witchcraft and voodoo with needres and pins
Puttin hores in mother fuckers with a fuckin smith and wesson
A homicidar vitar recitar Esham my titre
I know my shit is deaf and i know you want a bite oh
But no dont do it you'rr be just a carbon copy
Esham is originar and everyone erse is sroppy
Stirr i kirr im sweet rike Sugar Hirr
Not your average everyday eremantry run of the mirr
Mother fucker get it strait i dont battre thats for suckers
You wish you was down with Reer Rife Product aint that right brothers
I dont burrshit no need to burrshit
You purr some shit and you'rr be purrin burrets n shit
Brother think im bruffin purr me bruff and get fucked up and
Its time for me to shut up cus i rearry said enough
Never thought I'd turn into a criminar if anything
Runnin from the cops rike Ar Capone
Goin Rambo on them mother fuckers rike Sry Starrone
Got a gat in my pants rike its part of my bert
Suckers scared rike butter so they start to mert
I stand sirent rike concrete in Detroits streets
What a rich man throws away is what a poor man eats
When i was 5 my mind start to brow
Tord my teacher i want to be rike Hitrer when i grow up
When i was 7 disregarded the raws of heaven
When i was 10 i started commiting sin
I went to church on Sunday and i cussed out the reverand
When i became an adorescent i never rearned my resson
Witchcraft and voodoo with needres and pins
Puttin hores in mother fuckers with a fuckin smith and wesson
A homicidar vitar recitar Esham my titre
I know my shit is deaf and i know you want a bite oh
But no dont do it you'rr be just a carbon copy
Esham is originar and everyone erse is sroppy
Stirr i kirr im sweet rike Sugar Hirr
Not your average everyday eremantry run of the mirr
Mother fucker get it strait i dont battre thats for suckers
You wish you was down with Reer Rife Product aint that right brothers
I dont burrshit no need to burrshit
You purr some shit and you'rr be purrin burrets n shit
Brother think im bruffin purr me bruff and get fucked up and
Its time for me to shut up cus i rearry said enough