Esham - Mr. Negativity lyrics
[Esham - Mr. Negativity lyrics]
Yo, 313 D-E T remember me
The one ya gotcha ideas from, oh my God
Look I gotta gun, so you better run
Fuck everybody in the industry, I be
Mr negativity sleepin with my uzi
Fuck the five mics you givin me
I'll take you on a journey journalist
Insane's how I'm livin see
I'm livin like a nigga straight outta jail
Down on his luck, ain't got no money but I
Gotta gun and some shells
Oh hell, might as well pull the trigga
On every snake nigga, when he slither
Bitch I ain't happy I flow bitter
Take a Louisville bat to ya head, crack
But then again
Should I just slit his throat?
For sayin my fuckin name in
That rhyme he wrote
Should I kill yo wife and ya child
For tryin to assassinate me n my style?
Bitch please, ho please
Catch these bullets when I squeeze i shoot
Mr negativity negative, negative, negative
I squeeze
Mr negativity negative, negative, negative
I squeeze
I ain't got shit positive to say
About any rapper on the mic today
Cause ain't no rap groups out that I know
That make me wanna listen to the ho ass radio
All I hear is motherfuckers tryin
Ta make a comeback
With pop styles or 50 niggas on a track
That shit is wack, ya need ta be smacked
With the grill of the Cadillac
Soldiers always tryin ta bite somethin
Cause they know deep down they
Bitch ass can't write nothin
Niggas steal ya raps quicker than ya Dana's
So I'mma start murderin entertainers
Hole in ya head for bein famous
Everybody know you stupid
Now you really brainless
Shameless and nameless
Catch these missles when I am this
Mr negativity negative, negative, negative
I squeeze
Everybody and they momma wanna
Busta fuckin rap step in the ring and get
Walked on like a doormat
Far as the radio goes fuck ya format
Cause Detroit city is where we war at
I don't giva fuck nigga
I squeeze triggas, my gun's bigger
I blast em, bucks 'em, motherfucks em
Don't let em hear no omi new
Shit you can't trust em
Cause niggas be runnin outta ideas
And they'll still steal a niggas shit still
How come ya new cd sound
Just like my last album? Catch the dum dums
And come up
Mr negativity negative, negative, negative
I squeeze
Negative, negative negative
Negative, negative, negative
The one ya gotcha ideas from, oh my God
Look I gotta gun, so you better run
Fuck everybody in the industry, I be
Mr negativity sleepin with my uzi
Fuck the five mics you givin me
I'll take you on a journey journalist
Insane's how I'm livin see
I'm livin like a nigga straight outta jail
Down on his luck, ain't got no money but I
Gotta gun and some shells
Oh hell, might as well pull the trigga
On every snake nigga, when he slither
Bitch I ain't happy I flow bitter
Take a Louisville bat to ya head, crack
But then again
Should I just slit his throat?
For sayin my fuckin name in
That rhyme he wrote
Should I kill yo wife and ya child
For tryin to assassinate me n my style?
Bitch please, ho please
Catch these bullets when I squeeze i shoot
Mr negativity negative, negative, negative
I squeeze
Mr negativity negative, negative, negative
I squeeze
I ain't got shit positive to say
About any rapper on the mic today
Cause ain't no rap groups out that I know
That make me wanna listen to the ho ass radio
All I hear is motherfuckers tryin
Ta make a comeback
With pop styles or 50 niggas on a track
That shit is wack, ya need ta be smacked
With the grill of the Cadillac
Soldiers always tryin ta bite somethin
Cause they know deep down they
Bitch ass can't write nothin
Niggas steal ya raps quicker than ya Dana's
So I'mma start murderin entertainers
Hole in ya head for bein famous
Everybody know you stupid
Now you really brainless
Shameless and nameless
Catch these missles when I am this
Mr negativity negative, negative, negative
I squeeze
Everybody and they momma wanna
Busta fuckin rap step in the ring and get
Walked on like a doormat
Far as the radio goes fuck ya format
Cause Detroit city is where we war at
I don't giva fuck nigga
I squeeze triggas, my gun's bigger
I blast em, bucks 'em, motherfucks em
Don't let em hear no omi new
Shit you can't trust em
Cause niggas be runnin outta ideas
And they'll still steal a niggas shit still
How come ya new cd sound
Just like my last album? Catch the dum dums
And come up
Mr negativity negative, negative, negative
I squeeze
Negative, negative negative
Negative, negative, negative