LRC歌词
Poetry - Esham
[Talking continues from Detroit 101]
Heh, see, it's a conspiracy, see y'all, y'all killed my man
and now they tryin' to kill me. They think I can't see that.
You think I can't see that.
I know you heard of me never but I murder forever
Impatient mental patient without health care
Detroit street-educated straight off the welfare
Powered milk drinkin', suicidal witchdoctor known for head shrinkin'
The government want me to stop thinkin'
Blink and I'm gone, reappear with the chrome to ya dome
Bustin' caps like raps on microphones
Now if you wanna talk to some crooks
Come to Detroit and getcha bling took
I ain't exaggeratin', I ain't playa hatin'
3 feet of snow and killas still roll Dayton's
Oh my god, it's crazy
Think I want a different color mink for everyday of the week
Homey, don't speak on me
I'm the one and only gift the Unholy poetry
Poetry, poetry, poetry, poetry, poetry, poetry
Oh...the wicked sh*t, the wicked sh*t, you *****
That's all, that's it, these niggaz talkin' sh*t
That's all I needed, one wicked rhyme never repeated
I'm heated, put acid on Skittles and make you eat it
And when he come up dead they be like
'He did it, E did it'
I gives a *****, I gives a *****
Get buck, get stuck like a chicken get pluck
These niggaz in my city on a nut like what
Never been to a party didn't get shot up
Shot, shot, shot up
Never been to a party didn't get shot up
Didn't get shot up
Mental telepathy tellin' me I need therapy
I blew my cranium killin' brain cells, I'll never be sane
I'm insane, life in pain, that's whatchu gain
When it rain on the Unforgiven in the fast lane
This is ya br
[Talking continues from Detroit 101]
Heh, see, it's a conspiracy, see y'all, y'all killed my man
and now they tryin' to kill me. They think I can't see that.
You think I can't see that.
I know you heard of me never but I murder forever
Impatient mental patient without health care
Detroit street-educated straight off the welfare
Powered milk drinkin', suicidal witchdoctor known for head shrinkin'
The government want me to stop thinkin'
Blink and I'm gone, reappear with the chrome to ya dome
Bustin' caps like raps on microphones
Now if you wanna talk to some crooks
Come to Detroit and getcha bling took
I ain't exaggeratin', I ain't playa hatin'
3 feet of snow and killas still roll Dayton's
Oh my god, it's crazy
Think I want a different color mink for everyday of the week
Homey, don't speak on me
I'm the one and only gift the Unholy poetry
Poetry, poetry, poetry, poetry, poetry, poetry
Oh...the wicked sh*t, the wicked sh*t, you *****
That's all, that's it, these niggaz talkin' sh*t
That's all I needed, one wicked rhyme never repeated
I'm heated, put acid on Skittles and make you eat it
And when he come up dead they be like
'He did it, E did it'
I gives a *****, I gives a *****
Get buck, get stuck like a chicken get pluck
These niggaz in my city on a nut like what
Never been to a party didn't get shot up
Shot, shot, shot up
Never been to a party didn't get shot up
Didn't get shot up
Mental telepathy tellin' me I need therapy
I blew my cranium killin' brain cells, I'll never be sane
I'm insane, life in pain, that's whatchu gain
When it rain on the Unforgiven in the fast lane
This is ya br
文本歌词
Poetry - Esham
Heh, see, it's a conspiracy, see y'all, y'all killed my manand now they tryin' to kill me. They think I can't see that.You think I can't see that.I know you heard of me never but I murder foreverImpatient mental patient without health careDetroit street-educated straight off the welfarePowered milk drinkin', suicidal witchdoctor known for head shrinkin'The government want me to stop thinkin'Blink and I'm gone, reappear with the chrome to ya domeBustin' caps like raps on microphonesNow if you wanna talk to some crooksCome to Detroit and getcha bling tookI ain't exaggeratin', I ain't playa hatin'3 feet of snow and killas still roll Dayton'sOh my god, it's crazyThink I want a different color mink for everyday of the weekHomey, don't speak on meI'm the one and only gift the Unholy poetryPoetry, poetry, poetry, poetry, poetry, poetryOh...the wicked sh*t, the wicked sh*t, you *****That's all, that's it, these niggaz talkin' sh*tThat's all I needed, one wicked rhyme never repeatedI'm heated, put acid on Skittles and make you eat itAnd when he come up dead they be like'He did it, E did it'I gives a *****, I gives a *****Get buck, get stuck like a chicken get pluckThese niggaz in my city on a nut like whatNever been to a party didn't get shot upShot, shot, shot upNever been to a party didn't get shot upDidn't get shot upMental telepathy tellin' me I need therapyI blew my cranium killin' brain cells, I'll never be saneI'm insane, life in pain, that's whatchu gainWhen it rain on the Unforgiven in the fast laneThis is ya br
Heh, see, it's a conspiracy, see y'all, y'all killed my manand now they tryin' to kill me. They think I can't see that.You think I can't see that.I know you heard of me never but I murder foreverImpatient mental patient without health careDetroit street-educated straight off the welfarePowered milk drinkin', suicidal witchdoctor known for head shrinkin'The government want me to stop thinkin'Blink and I'm gone, reappear with the chrome to ya domeBustin' caps like raps on microphonesNow if you wanna talk to some crooksCome to Detroit and getcha bling tookI ain't exaggeratin', I ain't playa hatin'3 feet of snow and killas still roll Dayton'sOh my god, it's crazyThink I want a different color mink for everyday of the weekHomey, don't speak on meI'm the one and only gift the Unholy poetryPoetry, poetry, poetry, poetry, poetry, poetryOh...the wicked sh*t, the wicked sh*t, you *****That's all, that's it, these niggaz talkin' sh*tThat's all I needed, one wicked rhyme never repeatedI'm heated, put acid on Skittles and make you eat itAnd when he come up dead they be like'He did it, E did it'I gives a *****, I gives a *****Get buck, get stuck like a chicken get pluckThese niggaz in my city on a nut like whatNever been to a party didn't get shot upShot, shot, shot upNever been to a party didn't get shot upDidn't get shot upMental telepathy tellin' me I need therapyI blew my cranium killin' brain cells, I'll never be saneI'm insane, life in pain, that's whatchu gainWhen it rain on the Unforgiven in the fast laneThis is ya br
