Esham - Escape from Saturn lyrics
[Esham - Escape from Saturn lyrics]
And we just got out the house i
Couldn't get back in to get anything else
so I didn't know what I had left
Did you see any of the shooting or the
People who were doing the shooting?
No, I really didn't
I'm smokin' blunts alone for all
My homies that's gone
I'm just another nigga known from
Out the red zone
You see my mind is blown from
All the time I roamed
Crime is life and life is crime
But now I'm grown i can't look back
Gotta follow the yellow brick
I ain't fuckin' with you
Might as well be celibate
Dope gon' sell, fiends still inhalin' it
I can't forget where I come
From like an elephant i'm tryin' to live a
Lavish lifestyle of elegance
Tense without bein' behind bars and
A barbed wire fence
There's nowhere for a black man
To go on Earth i used to hang with Gargamel
He used to kill Smurfs
I know a nigga that'll kill
You for a hundred bucks
They keep it one hundred in Detroit
But they don't give a fuck
They wanna live it up, you got it
Better give it up
They just like Flint water
Full of lead they fill you up
They wanna hold you down
They never lift you up
They wanna break you down
They never build you up
These trigger happy cops
They wanna kill you up
Knocked down all your life
But homie still you up
So keep the cruise control but don't trash it
I got class plus I'm sick, make me classic
I reminisce of the days when
I ain't have shit
East side boy off of Seven Mile and Gratiot
Life ain't long for a young black man
Tryin' to make money doin' all he can
Sellin' dope don't you hope he
Would go to class
But the boy makes money, and he makes it fast
Only time will tell how long you'll last
Speedin' in the fast lane, wrong move
You crash it ain't a question, stupid
Don't be afraid to ask
We're headin' to the future and not the past
Don't slow down now
You gotta give it some gas
Gotta clean up your life
You gotta take out the trash
Can't make no excuses, gotta finish your task
And that's the only way you
Really makin' some cash
To all my niggas that's gone
The hustle is strong
I tell you right now, life still goes on
So let the good times roll
And keep it cruise control
Keep it wicked and never sell
The Devil your soul
I ain't gon' say no names
But y'all can play those games
You think it's all a joke
Until you see those flames
You think you can't get wet until
You caught in the rain
It's Heaven on Earth but still Hell the same
So I pray and I pray, I get down on my knees
I'ma pray every day
Even if you don't believe
I'ma pray for the world
And the children overseas
I still pray for slaves that was
Hangin' from the oak trees
My words hope when I woke thee
I ain't write this down, I just spoke these
Many degrees of ill street philosophies
Deeper than Socrates
Too many levels of madness in my melody
Dope so potent just spittin' this a felony
Tryin' to escape from Saturn
What you tellin' me you ain't got no soul
So what you sellin' me?
You ain't got no soul
So what you sellin' me?
You ain't got no soul
So what you sellin' me?
Couldn't get back in to get anything else
so I didn't know what I had left
Did you see any of the shooting or the
People who were doing the shooting?
No, I really didn't
I'm smokin' blunts alone for all
My homies that's gone
I'm just another nigga known from
Out the red zone
You see my mind is blown from
All the time I roamed
Crime is life and life is crime
But now I'm grown i can't look back
Gotta follow the yellow brick
I ain't fuckin' with you
Might as well be celibate
Dope gon' sell, fiends still inhalin' it
I can't forget where I come
From like an elephant i'm tryin' to live a
Lavish lifestyle of elegance
Tense without bein' behind bars and
A barbed wire fence
There's nowhere for a black man
To go on Earth i used to hang with Gargamel
He used to kill Smurfs
I know a nigga that'll kill
You for a hundred bucks
They keep it one hundred in Detroit
But they don't give a fuck
They wanna live it up, you got it
Better give it up
They just like Flint water
Full of lead they fill you up
They wanna hold you down
They never lift you up
They wanna break you down
They never build you up
These trigger happy cops
They wanna kill you up
Knocked down all your life
But homie still you up
So keep the cruise control but don't trash it
I got class plus I'm sick, make me classic
I reminisce of the days when
I ain't have shit
East side boy off of Seven Mile and Gratiot
Life ain't long for a young black man
Tryin' to make money doin' all he can
Sellin' dope don't you hope he
Would go to class
But the boy makes money, and he makes it fast
Only time will tell how long you'll last
Speedin' in the fast lane, wrong move
You crash it ain't a question, stupid
Don't be afraid to ask
We're headin' to the future and not the past
Don't slow down now
You gotta give it some gas
Gotta clean up your life
You gotta take out the trash
Can't make no excuses, gotta finish your task
And that's the only way you
Really makin' some cash
To all my niggas that's gone
The hustle is strong
I tell you right now, life still goes on
So let the good times roll
And keep it cruise control
Keep it wicked and never sell
The Devil your soul
I ain't gon' say no names
But y'all can play those games
You think it's all a joke
Until you see those flames
You think you can't get wet until
You caught in the rain
It's Heaven on Earth but still Hell the same
So I pray and I pray, I get down on my knees
I'ma pray every day
Even if you don't believe
I'ma pray for the world
And the children overseas
I still pray for slaves that was
Hangin' from the oak trees
My words hope when I woke thee
I ain't write this down, I just spoke these
Many degrees of ill street philosophies
Deeper than Socrates
Too many levels of madness in my melody
Dope so potent just spittin' this a felony
Tryin' to escape from Saturn
What you tellin' me you ain't got no soul
So what you sellin' me?
You ain't got no soul
So what you sellin' me?
You ain't got no soul
So what you sellin' me?