Esham

Esham - Price On Ya Head lyrics

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[Esham]

Now as I speak the wicket poetry that got you all scared of me

Blasphemy, I'm sacrilegious nigga, don't you ever forget this

When I hit the scene, I'm the number one murder suspect, suicide

I'm yellin out die, die, die, die, you layin down while ya momma cry

Did it ever occur to you, I sold my soul, I will never fold

Niggas ain't nuthin but a bunch of hoes, thinkin that don't nobody know

Hey nigga, I want you dead, bloody murder, never restin

I know killas that's adolescent, jet by murder to be desperate

If you ain't prepared to die nigga

Don't play the game of death, that I'm playin

Cuz the niggas I know is prayin, wit AK in they hayin

Say, I want that nigga dead, three times in the dark, while I'm rappin

And before this song is over, watch my demons go cap 'em



[Chorus x4]

I want that nigga dead, there's a price on ya head



[Esham]

You say you want that nigga dead, because you hate his fuckin guts

He always talkin that hole ass shit about you, thinkin you ain't got no nuts

Is you ever gonna show that nigga that you ain't scared of his ass

Is you down to blast in the broad daylight without your ski mask

It went down, so fuck it fast, you drop the gun out ya hand

You shot a man, he was screamin, he was bloody, so you ran

So now you paranoid, so now you paranoid, so people you avoid

Suicidal, smokin on them Dead Flowerz, destroy, nigga

You better run for your life, that's all you can do

Cuz I know what they gon' say, when they catch up wit you, they'll say



[Chorus x4]



[Esham]

See they want me dead so much, these voices in my head won't let me rest

Razor blade inside my mouth, I'm carvin nottas in ya chest

Tell your preacher, I'mma kill 'em, cuz they ain't no way to stop me

You can't hurt me, if you squirt me, I won't die, even if you pop me

Think you wit H-O-L-Y, and I sing that murder lullabye

So when another die, don't blame the Devil, blame that other guy

We all live on this planet, babies born and seein

So niggas commit suicide as soon as I begin

Unholy, unholy, you don't know me, but you owe me

You soul, nigga roll, go outta control

Cuz if they catch you, they gon' stretch you

And I bet you they will let you bite a check

Wit ya mouth through ya asshole



[Chorus to fade]
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