[Hook: Violent J] We got wicked ways, for your sunny days We got murder for your birthday parties Yeah, we see diamonds fall, got our dicks chopped off How we still can't wait to be dead bodies, yeah
[Verse 1: Esham] So many snakes spittin venom speakin my name in vein Knowin my claim to fame is this game I slang Through the storm and rain, shocked I wonder in pain Tell me, am I to blame if I blow out your brains? Gimme one good reason I should not be squeezin on every bitch-ass nigga like you Cause this bitch-ass nigga like you ceasin I'm a real sick fella, big fella You got alotta lip for a nigga who ain't shit, fella Always been about my hustle, been about my money It ain't all about rhymin, I ain't never act funny But these bitch-ass niggas in this game unreal Quick to flip the fuckin script for the mass appeal But once they blood gets spiled, let's see how many feel That they gotta die for another shady record deal Who am I? The pretty boy, the city boy The sniffin coke up off ya tittie boy, the gritty boy Been never actin hostity boy, the hold it down wit me boy I seek and destroy I get paid to employ ya So I must employ mcs enjoy my style but yet they still annoy me
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[Verse 2: Esham] Fuck what you do, You so fake Everything you do, everything you make Still suicidal, how much can I take? Pressure could bust a pipe, but I will not break Get the type of shit where you can't relate The world on my shoulder, hold down the weight Money hungry niggas out here'll snatch ya plate The greedy never care about if you ain't ate Try gettin out the game before it's too late Or before the rage come and seal ya fate Still knock knock knockin on heaven's gate And you can't get in for sellin cakes For for sellin cakes, or or sniffin flakes For for sellin cakes, or or sniffin flakes For for sellin cakes, or or sniffin flakes For for for for for for sellin cakes