[INTRO]
The Wicketshit continues
After I told these niggas to stay off my dick
They still on my dick tryin' to bite the Wicketshit
Niggas still wanna know what Esham mean
Esham stands for East Side, Hoes And Money
That's what I'm all about
But for all ya'll niggas bitin' the Wicketshit
And tryin' to bite the style
I want you to think about one thing...
Remember me?
The one you got'cha idea from
Back in this bitch
Yo, for the 9-4
I gotta let these niggas know once again
That I'm comin' like this
They said the Wicketshit was dead
Some ol' Wicketshit ain't never dead
I gotta let y'all hoes know I'm comin' back on yo ass
[VERSE 1]
I stopped believing in God about a year ago
In God I can't trust, but uh, you don't hear me though
'Cause my life in the sunshine ain't sunny
A Suicidalist
My memory's on the blitz
But can you really dig what I dug if I drug
The life of a thug caught a .45 slug
I wish I was dead
But I'm fucked up in the head
'Cause I'm kinda hesitant to kill myself
But I hate life
Life ain't nothin' but money
And it ain't funny when your honey gets runny
I wish I was down but my mind spins round and around
And how many times can dead bodies be found
But you don't understand the tales of a madman
Unholy comin' at your ass once again
Amen, and I don't give a fuck though
Sometimes I feel like giving up yo
It makes me wanna holla
The Wicketshit continues
After I told these niggas to stay off my dick
They still on my dick tryin' to bite the Wicketshit
Niggas still wanna know what Esham mean
Esham stands for East Side, Hoes And Money
That's what I'm all about
But for all ya'll niggas bitin' the Wicketshit
And tryin' to bite the style
I want you to think about one thing...
Remember me?
The one you got'cha idea from
Back in this bitch
Yo, for the 9-4
I gotta let these niggas know once again
That I'm comin' like this
They said the Wicketshit was dead
Some ol' Wicketshit ain't never dead
I gotta let y'all hoes know I'm comin' back on yo ass
[VERSE 1]
I stopped believing in God about a year ago
In God I can't trust, but uh, you don't hear me though
'Cause my life in the sunshine ain't sunny
A Suicidalist
My memory's on the blitz
But can you really dig what I dug if I drug
The life of a thug caught a .45 slug
I wish I was dead
But I'm fucked up in the head
'Cause I'm kinda hesitant to kill myself
But I hate life
Life ain't nothin' but money
And it ain't funny when your honey gets runny
I wish I was down but my mind spins round and around
And how many times can dead bodies be found
But you don't understand the tales of a madman
Unholy comin' at your ass once again
Amen, and I don't give a fuck though
Sometimes I feel like giving up yo
It makes me wanna holla
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