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esham - but no thanx lyrics

[verse 1]
dear fan
you don’t even understand
even though you not a part of the illuminati
you still a part of the plan
tell me when the last time you been to the record store
sh-t, you haven’t
cause you don’t even buy records no more, yo
you not the same fan i had ten years ago
day 1-ers listening to wicketsh-t ’til their ears was sore
they like the old e, and not the new e
well sh-t i like the old fans
who used to cop the new cd
so f-ck a new fan
you not a true fan
another motherf-cker with a negative opinion
saying my name is all in the game
the fans ain’t the same
you should be ashamed
bet you feel real smart in a room full of dummies
since i king tut, the game’s been wrapped like a mummy
we ain’t gotta be chummy
you ain’t gotta love me
this ain’t about a freeestyle
it’s about the money
what you want me to say to you
i’ll play for you
the wicketsh-t will never die
but i’ma pray for you
cause you sit back and comment on me
about all the music i put out that you getting for free
now ain’t that a b-tch
tell me how you gonna hit a home run
when they’re scared to pitch

foul ball (x8)

[verse 2]
you just a foul n-gga
and you know it
i’m just a motherf-cking poet
a k!ller, but i very rarely show it
the microphone a hand grenade
pull a pin and throw it
you not the same fan, hip hop supporter
napster conspiracy, new world order
i think my patience is growing shorter
75% of my life put on a tape recorder
the day 1-ers respect it
fake fans dissect it
talk sh-t, internet connected
dear fan, you finicky like felix the cat
with the mickey mouse raps
cause you just a rat
but it’s sort of comedic so i laugh, son
opinions are like -ssh0l-s
everybody has one
like the last few
don’t make me blast you
i gives a f-ck what you think
n-gga, who asked you

foul ball (x8)

[verse 3]
for the fake fan that’s so opinionated
woo woo, outdated
wicketsh-t i created
so shut the f-ck up and shut the f-ck up
and when you finished shutting the f-ck up
shut the f-ck up again
the perfect blend
amen, another sin
superst-tion, new edition
i set another trend
on a one way street
headed down a dead end
i can drive you to suicide
come on get in
dear fan, you need to play this on repeat
and never comment on my album
if you ain’t got a receipt
cause you just sound like you talking deep
but really the fact of the matter is your -ss cheap

foul ball (x8)

[outro]
yeah, definitely not the same fans…that it was
true suicidalists…n-ggas buy records
see it’s gotta change, you know what i’m saying
foul ball to all the fake fans downloading music
stealing, you know
you’re not the same
you used to be the sh-t
you used to be dope, n-gga
i used to see you riding down the street bumpin’ that sh-t
a real motherf-cker, yeah
that’s what i’m talking about
real fans
not these fake -ss internet wack -ss journalists
hip hop horrorcore
fake -ss whatever the f-ck ya’ll trying to be
foul ball

- esham lyrics

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