Esham - Dead of Winter lyrics
[Esham - Dead of Winter lyrics]
Dead of winter when the night is dry
The air is crisp
You didn't see the black ice
And you start to slip
In the dead of winter, the death of a winner
I know I'm goin' to Hell 'cause I am a winner
Been doin' it all my life
And I'm no beginner
If life's a bitch, I put my dick all in her
Like nut what she's a slut
I don't give a fuck
Suicide bomb the pussy then it blow up
The dead of winter so cold
Smoke out my mouth freezin'
Don't forget it's ski mask season
They leave you bleedin'
I'm out cold, as sharp as an icicle
Drop a dime
You gettin' killed over two nickels
Sky gray every day where I stay
It's gloomy, Holmes
I got my Goose down and my Skully on
Everywhere you go they flow
They askin' about him
I walked on ice and never fell
I'm Esham's boomin' words from Hell
I stood on many staged
Countin' faces countin' faces
Came from sittin' in crack
Houses with caucasians
Now the outrageous hustlin' all ages
Rackin' in millions and workin' minimum wages
The whole world's a stage and not the A-list
You left out in the cold, not on the playlist
The dead of winter
The bread is gettin' thinner
What you gon' do when you hungry
And it ain't no more dinner
Niggas lookin' at you like you
Gravy thinkin' "pay me"
I was thinkin' is you motherfuckin' crazy
The dead of winter or thedeadawinner
Either way you look at it, you a sinner
The dead of winter or thedeadawinner
Either way you look at it, you a sinner
The air is crisp
You didn't see the black ice
And you start to slip
In the dead of winter, the death of a winner
I know I'm goin' to Hell 'cause I am a winner
Been doin' it all my life
And I'm no beginner
If life's a bitch, I put my dick all in her
Like nut what she's a slut
I don't give a fuck
Suicide bomb the pussy then it blow up
The dead of winter so cold
Smoke out my mouth freezin'
Don't forget it's ski mask season
They leave you bleedin'
I'm out cold, as sharp as an icicle
Drop a dime
You gettin' killed over two nickels
Sky gray every day where I stay
It's gloomy, Holmes
I got my Goose down and my Skully on
Everywhere you go they flow
They askin' about him
I walked on ice and never fell
I'm Esham's boomin' words from Hell
I stood on many staged
Countin' faces countin' faces
Came from sittin' in crack
Houses with caucasians
Now the outrageous hustlin' all ages
Rackin' in millions and workin' minimum wages
The whole world's a stage and not the A-list
You left out in the cold, not on the playlist
The dead of winter
The bread is gettin' thinner
What you gon' do when you hungry
And it ain't no more dinner
Niggas lookin' at you like you
Gravy thinkin' "pay me"
I was thinkin' is you motherfuckin' crazy
The dead of winter or thedeadawinner
Either way you look at it, you a sinner
The dead of winter or thedeadawinner
Either way you look at it, you a sinner