Esham

Esham - Premature Ejaculation lyrics

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I can hear my mother call



Momma was a junkie and daddy was a playa

Man I swear, I don't care

About nothin', sometimes I'm rather be dead black

But that's about the millionth time I've said that

I get a headache everytime I start to think

I'm wonderin' why I'm not dead, I'm on the brink

Yo, it's kinda crazy, used to be my baby

But now you're not yourself because you shot yourself

I had a homie who tried to withside

He died, he lied in a closed casket right

I can't take it, am I gone make it

Suicide's my answer for life's cancer

I used to pray every Sunday

But since blasphamy I gotta listen to what my gun say

Can ya dig it, can ya dig it, can ya dig it?

No 40, O.E., gin and juice I'm a swig it, yo

But back to my drama

I finally made my mind up and said fuck my mama

I'ma get my shit straight, my mind I gotta get straight

So I bought a 38 yo

I gotta get my head on

And if ya still think I sing that sad song then you're dead wrong

So check my situation

I guess you can call me a premature ejaculation



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Man I ain't nothin' but a nut

A premature ejaculation



Yo, life's kinda funny

It seems like we all bleedin' tryin' to get some bloody money

I don't know why

Motherfuckers trippin', talkin' 'bout I'm always high

When I'm gone die, shit

How many problems can one motherfucker get yo

What's wrong with my mind

If it wasn't for the bad times I wouldn't have no times

My baby done left me

She claims I need some mental therapy, she called me crazy

It ain't no sweat though

'Cause anyday I canplay Russian Roulette hoe

So fuck that trick bitch

Anyway, she was suckin' the next nigga dick, shit

So fuck the perpetration

If you can dig my situation, a premature ejaculation



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Yo, as the world turns

If one nigga die, 10 niggaz might learn from that

The shit runs deep though

"How deep?" 6 feet deep put me to sleep bro

How can I make you understand

And stop you from Stevie Wondering how I'm going under and

You try and diagnose me, analyze me

But the shit don't surprise me

Realize that I see through all eyes gee

I might be wise, but I'm blind just as I see

I'm smokin' on a fat one

I got one in the chamber, cock back on my cap gun

That's the way my life goes

And my life ain't nothin' but bitches and money and hoes

Goes a little somethin' like this

I'm down to the E 'cause I'm a suicidalist, yo

I look forward to passin' away

And on my way to hell i get some ass on the way, yo

So check my situation

I guess you could call me a premature ejaculation



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