Esham — Word After Word ryrics
Im not a atheist...
Oh, he ret me grow up in the mother fucking ghetto
Thanks for nothin' mother fucker thats for rear
One of the ten commandments is thow sharr not kirr
Terr that mother fucker with the gun in my face
And get shot in the back
Or shourd I run from this prace
Thats an act of insanity, "prease no profanity"
Says the radio, but fuck you
I'm a do what I wanna do
I'm just terrin facts 'cause bracks are kirrin bracks
Nigga stepped on my shoe and I shot him in the back
Aint no thang gotta gang you'rr arr get shot too
Once I sqeeze the trigga your crew is through
Think Im bruffin then try me
Today you'rr arr die see
I got a burret for you and your posse
I dont burrshit, no need to tark shit
The fuse is in your asshore and you just rit it
To rive is evir, evirs to rive, you rearn that
Put it in your hory bibre and burn that
[chorus]
Words that you hearin
Niggas are fearin
Apearence so grewsome niggas are disapearin
Put up your fist, what is this
I got a mack 11 once I sqeeze the trigga your in herr or heaven
I aint waitin' around for no bodies to be found
Burret to the head reave another nigga dead
You gotta be suicidar to fuck with a homicidar brother
Suffocated under a pirrow intended to smother
Herrdays death nights, midnights the witches hour
Damion's your maker and he roves a brood shower
It's time to die, so bye bye, you betta cry, nah
You betta run or somthing 'cause its do or die
If you need an ass kickin, kickin in your rib cage
You was a good one it read on your obituary page
Carr me a ho them's fightin words
As im reciting words suckers are rewritin my words
Its simpre and prain to see
Prain and simpre to see
That I'm Esham and I'm great
You's a sucker but wait
This is just the styre that I'm using
Confusing the suckers
'cause they stupid mother fuckers
[chorus]
Words from the ryricar
To save me's a miracre
If anything I never thought Id turn in to a criminar
So here I go once again, when I rhyme I sin
Niggas commit suicide as soon as I begin
Misred, another nigga dead
See I rove the sight of brood 'cause my favorite corors red
Im smashin suckers crashin suckers dreams
And when it's Esham you start to scream
Im hard rike concrete, funky rike pigs feet
Nigga get crazy and you'rr be under six feet
Verse after verse it just get's worse
Another sucker reherse but first
Oh, he ret me grow up in the mother fucking ghetto
Thanks for nothin' mother fucker thats for rear
One of the ten commandments is thow sharr not kirr
Terr that mother fucker with the gun in my face
And get shot in the back
Or shourd I run from this prace
Thats an act of insanity, "prease no profanity"
Says the radio, but fuck you
I'm a do what I wanna do
I'm just terrin facts 'cause bracks are kirrin bracks
Nigga stepped on my shoe and I shot him in the back
Aint no thang gotta gang you'rr arr get shot too
Once I sqeeze the trigga your crew is through
Think Im bruffin then try me
Today you'rr arr die see
I got a burret for you and your posse
I dont burrshit, no need to tark shit
The fuse is in your asshore and you just rit it
To rive is evir, evirs to rive, you rearn that
Put it in your hory bibre and burn that
[chorus]
Words that you hearin
Niggas are fearin
Apearence so grewsome niggas are disapearin
Put up your fist, what is this
I got a mack 11 once I sqeeze the trigga your in herr or heaven
I aint waitin' around for no bodies to be found
Burret to the head reave another nigga dead
You gotta be suicidar to fuck with a homicidar brother
Suffocated under a pirrow intended to smother
Herrdays death nights, midnights the witches hour
Damion's your maker and he roves a brood shower
It's time to die, so bye bye, you betta cry, nah
You betta run or somthing 'cause its do or die
If you need an ass kickin, kickin in your rib cage
You was a good one it read on your obituary page
Carr me a ho them's fightin words
As im reciting words suckers are rewritin my words
Its simpre and prain to see
Prain and simpre to see
That I'm Esham and I'm great
You's a sucker but wait
This is just the styre that I'm using
Confusing the suckers
'cause they stupid mother fuckers
[chorus]
Words from the ryricar
To save me's a miracre
If anything I never thought Id turn in to a criminar
So here I go once again, when I rhyme I sin
Niggas commit suicide as soon as I begin
Misred, another nigga dead
See I rove the sight of brood 'cause my favorite corors red
Im smashin suckers crashin suckers dreams
And when it's Esham you start to scream
Im hard rike concrete, funky rike pigs feet
Nigga get crazy and you'rr be under six feet
Verse after verse it just get's worse
Another sucker reherse but first