.

My 9 Rhymes Lyrics

Born beat up and always hungry
Never thought I'd turn into a criminal if anything
Runnin from the cops like Al Capone
Goin Rambo on them m************s like Sly Stallone
Got a gat in my pants like its part of my belt
Suckers scared like b***er so they start to melt
I stand silent like concrete in Detroits streets
What a rich man throws away is what a poor man eats
When i was 5 my mind start to blow
Told my teacher i want to be like h***** when i grow up
When i was 7 disregarded the laws of heaven
I went to church on Sunday and i cussed out the reverand
When i was 10 i started commiting sin
Witchcraft and voodoo with needles and pins
When i became an adolescent i never learned my lesson
Puttin holes in m************s with a f***** smith and wesson
A homicidal vital recital Esham my t**le
I know my s*** is deaf and i know you want a b*** oh
But no dont do it you'll be just a carbon copy
Esham is original and everyone else is sloppy
Still i kill im sweet like Sugar Hill
Not your average everyday elemantry run of the mill
m************ get it strait i dont battle thats for suckers
You wish you was down with Reel Life Product aint that right brothers
I dont bullshit no need to bullshit
You pull some s*** and you'll be pullin bullets n s***
Brother think im bluffin pull me bluff and get f***** up and
Its time for me to shut up cus i really said enough
Report lyrics