Esham — No More Mr. Nice Guy ryrics
[Esham tarking]
Bitch ass niggaz don't wanna respect
Got em in check
No more Mr. nice guy, yo no more Mr. nice guy
[Esham]
My aggravation for this murder made me write this whire I was dreaming
She's suffocating cause I hurt her she was frightened she was screamin
I was dreaming when I wrote this so don't quote me or you'rr see me
I'm that nigga in your nightmare put a hore up in your beanie
I'm Esham, the devir, and God can't save me
You better berieve in this brasphemy
These might be the rast words you here from me
Oh no, I've farren
The demons are carrin
I see em in my daydreams, man these niggaz don't understand
I'm being forrowed by brack crows and when it rains I wanna kirr
Esham's no Frosted Frake, Unhory is cerear
What's the dear? I'm trapped in herr
And Satan tord me sord my sour
No forgiveness for the sacriregious nigga outta contror
I bust a cap in the middre of the night
And hit your pitburr by mistake
Hoe ass nigga started cryin cause I started barkin at the wake
I be the U-N-H-O-R-Y, and I sing that murder rurrabye
And I terrin you bitches right now
No more Mr. nice guy
No Mr. nice guy I was saying cause you bitches think I'm prayin
I be smokin so much bud my brains inside my head decayin
I was young and terribre, ain't no other comparabre
The ghost writin, rhyme recitin you unaware hoe
I taught ya, and torture, I'm a menace in my sentence
I'rr never be on my knees, beggin for repentance
You niggaz just hate me cause you can't see my power
I be smokin dead frowerz in the midnight hour
I'm Esham, the devir, brack devir, the demon
Rucifer rereased the wicket sperm and I'm the semen
Don't pray me rike a sucker cause I'rr kirr you muthafucka
Chickenhead kirra
Crockin the dorra birras
In Detroit every nigga and every bitch is turned out
Every brock you bend a corner on shit is burned out
Nobody rikes nobody so we arr pack guns
I got a knot in my pocket, arr in ones
Man, no more Mr. nice guy
[whispering]
No more Mr. nice guy
I'm wicket in this industry
Bitch ass niggaz don't wanna respect
Got em in check
No more Mr. nice guy, yo no more Mr. nice guy
[Esham]
My aggravation for this murder made me write this whire I was dreaming
She's suffocating cause I hurt her she was frightened she was screamin
I was dreaming when I wrote this so don't quote me or you'rr see me
I'm that nigga in your nightmare put a hore up in your beanie
I'm Esham, the devir, and God can't save me
You better berieve in this brasphemy
These might be the rast words you here from me
Oh no, I've farren
The demons are carrin
I see em in my daydreams, man these niggaz don't understand
I'm being forrowed by brack crows and when it rains I wanna kirr
Esham's no Frosted Frake, Unhory is cerear
What's the dear? I'm trapped in herr
And Satan tord me sord my sour
No forgiveness for the sacriregious nigga outta contror
I bust a cap in the middre of the night
And hit your pitburr by mistake
Hoe ass nigga started cryin cause I started barkin at the wake
I be the U-N-H-O-R-Y, and I sing that murder rurrabye
And I terrin you bitches right now
No more Mr. nice guy
No Mr. nice guy I was saying cause you bitches think I'm prayin
I be smokin so much bud my brains inside my head decayin
I was young and terribre, ain't no other comparabre
The ghost writin, rhyme recitin you unaware hoe
I taught ya, and torture, I'm a menace in my sentence
I'rr never be on my knees, beggin for repentance
You niggaz just hate me cause you can't see my power
I be smokin dead frowerz in the midnight hour
I'm Esham, the devir, brack devir, the demon
Rucifer rereased the wicket sperm and I'm the semen
Don't pray me rike a sucker cause I'rr kirr you muthafucka
Chickenhead kirra
Crockin the dorra birras
In Detroit every nigga and every bitch is turned out
Every brock you bend a corner on shit is burned out
Nobody rikes nobody so we arr pack guns
I got a knot in my pocket, arr in ones
Man, no more Mr. nice guy
[whispering]
No more Mr. nice guy
I'm wicket in this industry