Esham - I'll Be Glad When You Dead lyrics
[Esham - I'll Be Glad When You Dead lyrics]
"Yo, Nineteen ninety ninety whateva
Closed Casket yo, we still comin outta coma
And yo, tell 'em how you feelin right now"
I'll be glad when you dead
Takin two to the head
Fill the body bag, blood stains, bloody mag
I can't rest, til I put one dead in
The center of your chest
N-A T-A-S, fuck the gun control, sell my soul
Got the symptoms of insanity, I'm slippin
Oh no am I wicked, kick the wicked
Some old wicked shit
I'm packing with the mack 10
Motherfucka what'chyou wanna do?
Fuck yo crew, I don't give a fuck
You know what you can suck
When I buck, betta duck
Or I'ma take one, two, three
Niggas down wit me
Cause, I don't give a fuck punk
I'll be glad when you dead
I'll be glad when you dead motherfucka
I'll be glad when you dead
(I'll be glad when you dead)
I'll be glad when you dead motherfucka
I'll be glad when you dead
(I'll be glad when you dead)
I wanna see you do drop to
Them knees when the lemon squeeze
Blowin your brains in the breeze
I said Kill the Fetus, motherfuck a Jesus
Niggas bitin my melody
They keep on tellin me
Now I need some therapy, psychic connection
Dead bodies give me an erection, correction
Correctional facilities, can't get with these
I gave life to the rhythm
And I made it breathe
I can't believe, you believe what you believe
If you believe in me then I'll let you see
Until then when it's done an said
I'ma bust one for yo head
I'll be glad when you dead
I'll be glad when you dead motherfucka
I'll be glad when you dead
(I'll be glad when you dead)
I'll be glad when you locked in the body bag
Zip-locked
Got the hammer cocked on the Glock
Shot's bust, ashes to ashes, and dust to dust
See the good die young, and old I must
And I trust in no man, no clan
I never run, I never ran
How I could just kill a man
Damn, lick shots Rude Boy calm down
In Motown, I don't fuck around
I'ma a nigga-ro, my understandin's zero
Money is my hero don't blame me for H-A T-E
Towards me and my crew
We kick the voodoo, and always like fuck you
"Put him in a bag, put him in a bag
Put him in a bag, put him in a bag
Put him in a bag, put him in a bag
Put him in a bag put him in a bag!"
I'll be glad when you dead motherfucka
I'll be glad when you dead
(I'll be glad when you dead)
I'll be glad when you dead motherfucka
I'll be glad when you dead
(I'll be glad when you dead)
I'll be glad when you dead motherfucka
I'll be glad when you dead motherfucka
(I'll be glad when you dead)
I'll be glad when you dead motherfucka
I'll be glad when you dead motherfucka
(wrapped up in a body bag)
I'll be glad when you dead motherfucka
I'll be glad when you dead motherfucka
Closed Casket yo, we still comin outta coma
And yo, tell 'em how you feelin right now"
I'll be glad when you dead
Takin two to the head
Fill the body bag, blood stains, bloody mag
I can't rest, til I put one dead in
The center of your chest
N-A T-A-S, fuck the gun control, sell my soul
Got the symptoms of insanity, I'm slippin
Oh no am I wicked, kick the wicked
Some old wicked shit
I'm packing with the mack 10
Motherfucka what'chyou wanna do?
Fuck yo crew, I don't give a fuck
You know what you can suck
When I buck, betta duck
Or I'ma take one, two, three
Niggas down wit me
Cause, I don't give a fuck punk
I'll be glad when you dead
I'll be glad when you dead motherfucka
I'll be glad when you dead
(I'll be glad when you dead)
I'll be glad when you dead motherfucka
I'll be glad when you dead
(I'll be glad when you dead)
I wanna see you do drop to
Them knees when the lemon squeeze
Blowin your brains in the breeze
I said Kill the Fetus, motherfuck a Jesus
Niggas bitin my melody
They keep on tellin me
Now I need some therapy, psychic connection
Dead bodies give me an erection, correction
Correctional facilities, can't get with these
I gave life to the rhythm
And I made it breathe
I can't believe, you believe what you believe
If you believe in me then I'll let you see
Until then when it's done an said
I'ma bust one for yo head
I'll be glad when you dead
I'll be glad when you dead motherfucka
I'll be glad when you dead
(I'll be glad when you dead)
I'll be glad when you locked in the body bag
Zip-locked
Got the hammer cocked on the Glock
Shot's bust, ashes to ashes, and dust to dust
See the good die young, and old I must
And I trust in no man, no clan
I never run, I never ran
How I could just kill a man
Damn, lick shots Rude Boy calm down
In Motown, I don't fuck around
I'ma a nigga-ro, my understandin's zero
Money is my hero don't blame me for H-A T-E
Towards me and my crew
We kick the voodoo, and always like fuck you
"Put him in a bag, put him in a bag
Put him in a bag, put him in a bag
Put him in a bag, put him in a bag
Put him in a bag put him in a bag!"
I'll be glad when you dead motherfucka
I'll be glad when you dead
(I'll be glad when you dead)
I'll be glad when you dead motherfucka
I'll be glad when you dead
(I'll be glad when you dead)
I'll be glad when you dead motherfucka
I'll be glad when you dead motherfucka
(I'll be glad when you dead)
I'll be glad when you dead motherfucka
I'll be glad when you dead motherfucka
(wrapped up in a body bag)
I'll be glad when you dead motherfucka
I'll be glad when you dead motherfucka