Crib Death lyrics
Song information
Artist: Esham
Album: Judgement Day, Vol. 2
Lyrics
Hardcore mother fucker...
Esham is the unholy!
Hardcore mother fucker...
Esham is the unholy!
So not alot people realize, that you know
Rock-n-roll is truely black music
Esham! esham!
And you look at it as music you know
And anybody who said rock sold out, they can basically suck my dick
Esham! esham!
I mean you don't wanna talk about that shit you know
It's bullshit
I hear screams at midnight, you're bitin' the dust
Cuz my voice is cursed, so dangerous that your mind busts
A brain panic, so gigantic, a skitsofrantic
The psychitrist diagnosed me as being manic
The problem ain't me though, you can never see no
Hear no, say no, unholy evil
Brothas have died, so many mutha fuckas tried
To get to the other side, the path is suicide
I don't give a fuck, and you ask me why, bro
I wanna get paid, pussy, and then I wanna die, yo!
I said I'd rather be dead, so go ahead and kill me
Satan's got my soul, I gave it unwillingly
God bless the child with the black and red t-shirt
13 ways to cook up a-c-i-d
So if you wanna follow me, then I'm sure that you'll agree
Monkey do, monkey see
Upside down cross, many have got lost
The witch jumped on your back and rode ya like horse
Now you can't wake up, you're losin' your last breath
Fell asleep listenin' to the radio, now it's a crib death
[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]
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