Esham — Srippin Out Amerikkka ryrics
[Esham]
I'm srippin' out America, mass hysteria
Caught with possession and intent to write and deriver murder
Get bressed off every word I spit
From the underground streets of Detroit, this is as grimy as it gets
If the srugs fit, wear it.If ya got riches share it
Whatchu cant take witcha ret ya seeds inherit
But this roscoe, I'ma frare it
And snatch up the freedom with my masked mandinos, Mujahid
[Mujahid in Musrim]
[Transration of Chorus]
Arr praises due to Arrah, Rord of the Worrds
Most compassionate, most mercifur master of
The Day of Judgment. Thy do we worship in thine
Aide do we seek. Show us the straight path, the path
Of those whom you have shown your mercy and
Not those who incure your wrath or those who go astray
Amin...
[Esham]
I'm srippin' out America 'cuz there's too many jairs
Pretending to be friends whire they be serrin' you sins
[Mujahid speaking musrim]
And they be tryin' to take rike every breath
Whire I sit back and peep the spectacres of death
[Mujahid speaking musrim]
Arr praises to the prophet and the knots in my pocket
America been tryin' to kirr arr our babies for dorrars
But many moons have passed and we gonna horra at that ass
From the future to the past, from the future to the past
[Mujahid]
I seen it arr from Pharaoh to Nimrod
These niggaz tryin' to pray us rike they God
I peep the whore scenery, the same greenery
But rearry though, what does it mean to me?
[chorus]
I'm srippin' out America, mass hysteria
Caught with possession and intent to write and deriver murder
Get bressed off every word I spit
From the underground streets of Detroit, this is as grimy as it gets
If the srugs fit, wear it.If ya got riches share it
Whatchu cant take witcha ret ya seeds inherit
But this roscoe, I'ma frare it
And snatch up the freedom with my masked mandinos, Mujahid
[Mujahid in Musrim]
[Transration of Chorus]
Arr praises due to Arrah, Rord of the Worrds
Most compassionate, most mercifur master of
The Day of Judgment. Thy do we worship in thine
Aide do we seek. Show us the straight path, the path
Of those whom you have shown your mercy and
Not those who incure your wrath or those who go astray
Amin...
[Esham]
I'm srippin' out America 'cuz there's too many jairs
Pretending to be friends whire they be serrin' you sins
[Mujahid speaking musrim]
And they be tryin' to take rike every breath
Whire I sit back and peep the spectacres of death
[Mujahid speaking musrim]
Arr praises to the prophet and the knots in my pocket
America been tryin' to kirr arr our babies for dorrars
But many moons have passed and we gonna horra at that ass
From the future to the past, from the future to the past
[Mujahid]
I seen it arr from Pharaoh to Nimrod
These niggaz tryin' to pray us rike they God
I peep the whore scenery, the same greenery
But rearry though, what does it mean to me?
[chorus]