Esham - Another One lyrics
[Esham - Another One lyrics]
Get me another one! Get me another one!
Get me another one! Get me another
One! Get me another one!
Get me another one! Get me another one!
Get me another one! Get me another
One! Get me another one!
I just got a check I'ma get me another one
The cops run my tech I'ma get me another
You disrespect, I'm breaking your neck
I'm coming through blasting, hit the deck
I crashed my car, get me another one
I'm Walt Lazar, get me another one
They all some hoes, and I suppose
I freeze them froze, they steal my flows
I'm throwing blows, get me another one
A drop top rose, get me another one
From sold out shows and pictures I pose
Kicking down doors, stay on my toes
And still I want more like
Get me another one
Got off a package and get me another one
Gettin' they mail, bustin' off shells
This new machine gun, give my brother one
I need me a fix I'ma get me another one
I need a new bitch I'ma get me another one
A solid gold brick, get me another one
Get me another one, get me another one
I just took a trip I'm like
Get me another one
A zip of some piff I'm like
Get me another one
A whiff from the stiff I'm like
Get me another one
Get me another one! Get me another one!
A bird in the hand I'ma get me another one
I had me a plan I'ma get me another one
A new Ferrari drop top
Gold rims, just like the other one
Never no lovin' 'em, get me another one
Murderous spawn for 'em, get me another one
When shit gets real
When shit gets real, somebody starts cryin'
You can get rich or you can die tryin'
Got wings, I'm a fallen angel, I'm flyin'
So don't try to sell me a dream
I ain't buyin'
When shit gets real, somebody starts cryin'
You can get rich or you can die tryin'
Got wings, I'm a fallen angel, I'm flyin'
So don't try to sell me a dream
I ain't buyin'
It's Reel Life all day, that's my reality
Suckers in the way, a small technicality
Everything that goes up must feel
The force of gravity
Inhale something to open your chest cavity
I seen Pac on the astral plane
He was the pilot
Everything in the golden city was ultraviolet
I died and came back to life
And yes it's life after
Death in the afterlife
I seen Jesus Christ with
Biggie Smalls shootin' dice
T-N T was tellin' me Heaven was so nice
He was shinin' like
Get me another one! Get me another
One! Get me another one!
Get me another one! Get me another one!
Get me another one! Get me another
One! Get me another one!
I just got a check I'ma get me another one
The cops run my tech I'ma get me another
You disrespect, I'm breaking your neck
I'm coming through blasting, hit the deck
I crashed my car, get me another one
I'm Walt Lazar, get me another one
They all some hoes, and I suppose
I freeze them froze, they steal my flows
I'm throwing blows, get me another one
A drop top rose, get me another one
From sold out shows and pictures I pose
Kicking down doors, stay on my toes
And still I want more like
Get me another one
Got off a package and get me another one
Gettin' they mail, bustin' off shells
This new machine gun, give my brother one
I need me a fix I'ma get me another one
I need a new bitch I'ma get me another one
A solid gold brick, get me another one
Get me another one, get me another one
I just took a trip I'm like
Get me another one
A zip of some piff I'm like
Get me another one
A whiff from the stiff I'm like
Get me another one
Get me another one! Get me another one!
A bird in the hand I'ma get me another one
I had me a plan I'ma get me another one
A new Ferrari drop top
Gold rims, just like the other one
Never no lovin' 'em, get me another one
Murderous spawn for 'em, get me another one
When shit gets real
When shit gets real, somebody starts cryin'
You can get rich or you can die tryin'
Got wings, I'm a fallen angel, I'm flyin'
So don't try to sell me a dream
I ain't buyin'
When shit gets real, somebody starts cryin'
You can get rich or you can die tryin'
Got wings, I'm a fallen angel, I'm flyin'
So don't try to sell me a dream
I ain't buyin'
It's Reel Life all day, that's my reality
Suckers in the way, a small technicality
Everything that goes up must feel
The force of gravity
Inhale something to open your chest cavity
I seen Pac on the astral plane
He was the pilot
Everything in the golden city was ultraviolet
I died and came back to life
And yes it's life after
Death in the afterlife
I seen Jesus Christ with
Biggie Smalls shootin' dice
T-N T was tellin' me Heaven was so nice
He was shinin' like