Esham - Crib Death lyrics
[Esham - Crib Death lyrics]
Hardcore mother fucker esham is the unholy!
Hardcore mother fucker esham is the unholy!
So not alot people realize, that you know
Rock-n-roll is truely black music
Esham! Esham!
And you look at it as music you know
And anybody who said rock sold out
They can basically suck my dick
Esham! Esham! I mean you don't wanna talk
About that shit you know it's bullshit
I hear screams at midnight
You're bitin' the dust
Cuz my verse is cursed
So dangerous that your mind busts
A brain panic, so gigantic, I'm schizophrenic
The psychiatrist diagnosed me as being manic
The problem ain't me though
You can never see no
Hear no, say no, unholy evil
Brothas have died, so many mutha fuckas tried
To get to the other side, the path is suicide
I don't give a fuck, and you ask me why, bro
I wanna get paid, pussy, and
Then I wanna die, yo!
I said I'd rather be dead
So go ahead and kill me
Satan's got my soul, I gave it unwillingly
God bless the child with the
Black and red T-Shirt
13 ways to commit S-U-IC-C-ID
So if you wanna follow me
Then I'm sure that you'll agree
Monkey do, monkey see
Upside down cross, many have got lost
The witch jumped on your back
And rode ya like horse
Now you can't wake up
You're losin' your last breath
Fell asleep listenin' to the radio
Now it's a crib death
Hardcore mother fucker esham is the unholy!
So not alot people realize, that you know
Rock-n-roll is truely black music
Esham! Esham!
And you look at it as music you know
And anybody who said rock sold out
They can basically suck my dick
Esham! Esham! I mean you don't wanna talk
About that shit you know it's bullshit
I hear screams at midnight
You're bitin' the dust
Cuz my verse is cursed
So dangerous that your mind busts
A brain panic, so gigantic, I'm schizophrenic
The psychiatrist diagnosed me as being manic
The problem ain't me though
You can never see no
Hear no, say no, unholy evil
Brothas have died, so many mutha fuckas tried
To get to the other side, the path is suicide
I don't give a fuck, and you ask me why, bro
I wanna get paid, pussy, and
Then I wanna die, yo!
I said I'd rather be dead
So go ahead and kill me
Satan's got my soul, I gave it unwillingly
God bless the child with the
Black and red T-Shirt
13 ways to commit S-U-IC-C-ID
So if you wanna follow me
Then I'm sure that you'll agree
Monkey do, monkey see
Upside down cross, many have got lost
The witch jumped on your back
And rode ya like horse
Now you can't wake up
You're losin' your last breath
Fell asleep listenin' to the radio
Now it's a crib death