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esham - ? (bruce wayne: gothom city 1987 track 18) lyrics

[intro]
yo, this goes out to the ones who player hate
fm98, they ain’t sh+t, the whole station, eat a d+ck
what, what, n+gga what, uh, uh
y’all hoes can’t stop me, i’m underground, gothom

[verse 1]
i’m not the thug or the [thun?] but the chosen one
unholy esham, and i’ve just begun
let me get inside your mind and resurrect your soul
’cause the madness on my voice will make you lose control
resurrect my intellect, my lyrics like bible verse
like the adrenaline in the n+gga who be sn+tchin’ them purses
i be comin’ at your ass live [?]
’cause my thoughts go deeper than your teacher’s [text?]
see life is measured in grams and dope scams
n+ggas be gettin’ beat every day in the street
either you work or you hustle, you hustle your work
and keep your motherf+ckin’ mind on money [and lurk?]
[interlude]
and yo, don’t be a ho ass n+gga all your life
get you some money, get somethin’ n+gga, yo
don’t be like them motherf+ckers who player hate
f+ck fm98, n+gga

[verse 2]
god d+mn, sh+t’s crazy in detroit, f+ckin’ potholes
f+ckin’ up my rims and my hundred thousand dollar car
people treat me like a star, but it really ain’t sh+t though
still get pulled to the curb in my vehicle
police sweat me every day
they know i got connections in every direction
trick b+tches wanna gobble up d+ck
the dirty ass hoes really make me sh+t
[?] ass n+ggas lookin’ hard, what they don’t know
we paid the n+gga at the door, we in here with a four four
try somethin’ and you goin’ out bleedin’
on a one+way ticket to receivin’, uh

[interlude]
should’ve been a ho ass n+gga and you would’ve knew
there gon’ be no ho ass n+gga, you know what i’m sayin’?
ho ass things gon’ happen to your ho ass, you know?

[verse 3]
f+ck billy t and tj
ho ass n+ggas don’t play the true sh+t, they can eat a d+ck
hoes wanna player hate, so i gotta regulate
f+ck every n+gga on the top eight at eight
from the underground n+gga with the crew, smoke the true
motherf+ckers wanna violate, i’ll break you off like [ricky ru?]
i don’t give a f+ck about a radio station
commit a homicide, i’m underground nationwide
and ain’t changin’, ain’t rearrangin’
n+ggas still bitin’ my sh+t for years
and i’m sick of n+ggas in them other states
who got ahold to my sh+t years ago and didn’t duplicate it
[outro]
and you b+tch ass n+ggas think i don’t know
i’m a million dollar man, baby
y’all ho ass n+ggas ain’t gonna go worry about me
you know what i’m sayin’?
’cause i’m still runnin’ my sh+t, n+gga
ain’t no major backing me, what, uh
underground n+gga slangin’ these things, uh
i’m underground n+gga slangin’ these things, uh
i’m underground n+gga slangin’ these things, uh
n+gga, check, check, what

- esham lyrics

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