Тексты песен «Esham»

"No Singing / Misery" No singing at my funeral, I can't stand to see you break down, So when I die, place me in my coffin face down. Don't wanna hear no preacher preachin' all that rafa tazz, Place me face down...

(feat. Jumpsteady) You wanna party at the club? (There's a war going on out there) You wanna roll around on dubs? (Smell the anthrax in the air) You wanna hate it all, no love? (Full-fueled flight on US Air) Just...

You wanna party at the club? (There's a war going on out there) You wanna roll around on dubs? (Smell the anthrax in the air) You wanna hate it all, no love? (Full-fueled flight on US Air) Just wait and watch out...

(CHORUS) Some old wicket shit Some old wicket shit (for you) Some old wicket shit (for you) Midnight's the witches hour And your outside Somebody played a Reel Life Product tape And commited suicide Tryin to...

(INTRO) Awww, yeah, I'm in the house for the nineteen ninety's, and I gotta let ya'll know a little somethin bout that black and white thang you know...dick Once you get a peice of this black dick You wont...

[Esham talking] [chorus] One day I'ma die, mama don't cry Ain't no heaven up in the sky One day I'ma fade away And set the world on fire, watch the sky turn grey 2x I was born to mourn,I guess that's why I live...

Now once upon a time, way back in the day There was an MC-killer by the name of E-S-H-A-M And he was known to murder them all Gun-clapper leave a rapper brains all on the wall Now, nobody coul fade him cause he was...

My name is Esham The U-N-H-O-L-Y My name is Esham The U-N-H-O-L-Y My name is Esham The U-N-H-O-L-Y My name is Esham The U-N-H-O-L-Y My name is Esham The U-N-H-O-L-Y My name is Esham The U-N-H-O-L-Y...

"Out'cha Mind" My name is Esham The U-N-H-O-L-Y My name is Esham The U-N-H-O-L-Y My name is Esham The U-N-H-O-L-Y My name is Esham The U-N-H-O-L-Y My name is Esham The U-N-H-O-L-Y My name is Esham...

Esham] Paranoid, androids, aliens, asteroids Plus I George Jetson through the solar system board Galaxy gladiator, fuck you bitin ass style Still in perpetrators niggas, gettin blast, many moves be packed Too...

Muther fuckers try to play us like we somethin more mysterious But we be doin wicked shit and murderin these super heroes P-P-P-POW with the wicked shit p-p-p-pow Wicked wild wicked wicked wild p-p-p-pow no doubt...

Muther fuckers try to play us like we somethin more mysterious But we be doin wicked shit and murderin these super heroes P-P-P-POW with the wicked shit p-p-p-pow Wicked wild wicked wicked wild p-p-p-pow no doubt...

Muther fuckers try to play us like we somethin more mysterious But we be doin wicked shit and murderin these super heroes P-P-P-POW with the wicked shit p-p-p-pow Wicked wild wicked wicked wild p-p-p-pow no doubt...

Muther fuckers try to play us like we somethin more mysterious But we be doin wicked shit and murderin these super heroes P-P-P-POW with the wicked shit p-p-p-pow Wicked wild wicked wicked wild p-p-p-pow no doubt...

Pow: Lyrics Runnin wit a gat getta black mask cant see me soulja boy tell em i on tha beat im undefeat-ed did yall c tha release yet? Nope dnt think so Still reppin westside till i go Sissy roll all way back 2 da...

"Panic Attack" (feat. Violent J) Look in my mind. (Panic Attack) Devil's Wicked. (Trying to look at me) Look in my mind. (Panic Attack) Keep looking Look in my mind. (Panic Attack) You just might get hurt...

Look in my mind. (Panic Attack) Devil's Wicked. (Trying to look at me) Look in my mind. (Panic Attack) Keep looking Look in my mind. (Panic Attack) You just might get hurt (Violent J) First of all I stab people,...

(feat. Bone Thugs 'N' Harmony) Growing up, living in a panic zone Spitting wicket shit on the microphone Smoke that shit, your brains be blown You gone, nigga wrong Only out for the scrilla, thats my fetty, boss...

(feat. Bone Thugs 'N' Harmony) Growing up, living in a panic zone Spitting wicket shit on the microphone Smoke that shit, your brains be blown You gone, nigga wrong Only out for the scrilla, thats my fetty,...

Growing up, living in a panic zone Spitting wicket shit on the microphone Smoke that shit, your brains be blown You gone, nigga wrong Only out for the scrilla, that's my fetty, boss One-eight-seven ain't...