Black Sheep Esham
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[Verse 1]
Don't nobody love me, I'm from 7 M-I-L-E
Niggas from Detroit wear Adidas and Pelle
Say I remind them of the one with "Thug Life" on his belly
The new 2Pac, outlaw, Makaveli
I'm in a brand new DB9, see me shine
Err rapper you know be like, "That's Esham!"
Way past my prime, but there ain't no age on grind
Boomin' every second, clockin' all the time
[Chorus]
Dump, dump on the police if they trying to hunt me
With a loaded .45 but I'm only forty-three
I ain't tell her do nothing, that's the way that shorty be
I be naughty by nature, she be naughty like me
[Verse 2]
I'm E-S-H-A-M-S-M-I-T-H
Looking like I won the hood sweepstakes
But I didn't, still out here spittin'
That Wicketshit just in case you forgettin'
Got my murder gloves on, I'm from the Murder Mitten
One to your dome, tell the world, "Good riddance!"
It was written in the scriptures, I was spittin' sacrilegious
Now I'm in this world a witness, these rituals of wicketness
One time for them ones who be locked down
In these streets man he can't put the Glock down
Fuck the police 'cause they can get shot down
No lives matter, even you can catch a hot round
I support the underground, it's not just a hashtag
I'll put you six feet underground, in the trash bag
Fuck you and your money, don't need your cash
I'm from Detroit, Beirut, Baghdad
Don't nobody love me, I'm from 7 M-I-L-E
Niggas from Detroit wear Adidas and Pelle
Say I remind them of the one with "Thug Life" on his belly
The new 2Pac, outlaw, Makaveli
I'm in a brand new DB9, see me shine
Err rapper you know be like, "That's Esham!"
Way past my prime, but there ain't no age on grind
Boomin' every second, clockin' all the time
[Chorus]
Dump, dump on the police if they trying to hunt me
With a loaded .45 but I'm only forty-three
I ain't tell her do nothing, that's the way that shorty be
I be naughty by nature, she be naughty like me
[Verse 2]
I'm E-S-H-A-M-S-M-I-T-H
Looking like I won the hood sweepstakes
But I didn't, still out here spittin'
That Wicketshit just in case you forgettin'
Got my murder gloves on, I'm from the Murder Mitten
One to your dome, tell the world, "Good riddance!"
It was written in the scriptures, I was spittin' sacrilegious
Now I'm in this world a witness, these rituals of wicketness
One time for them ones who be locked down
In these streets man he can't put the Glock down
Fuck the police 'cause they can get shot down
No lives matter, even you can catch a hot round
I support the underground, it's not just a hashtag
I'll put you six feet underground, in the trash bag
Fuck you and your money, don't need your cash
I'm from Detroit, Beirut, Baghdad
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