Получи текст песни Esham - No More Mr. Nice Guyна свой мобильный!
Отправь SMS с текстом 55788-104-11349 на номер 5537.
Предложение действительно для Российских операторов.
[Esham talking] Bitch ass niggaz don`t wanna respect Got em in check No more Mr. nice guy, yo no more Mr. nice guy
[Esham] My aggravation for this murder made me write this while I was dreaming She`s suffocating cause I hurt her she was frightened she was screamin I was dreaming when I wrote this so don`t quote me or you`ll see me I`m that nigga in your nightmare put a hole up in your beanie I`m Esham, the devil, and God can`t save me You better believe in this blasphemy These might be the last words you here from me Oh no, I`ve fallen The demons are callin I see em in my daydreams, man these niggaz don`t understand I`m being followed by black crows and when it rains I wanna kill Esham`s no Frosted Flake, Unholy is cereal What`s the deal? I`m trapped in hell And Satan told me sold my soul No forgiveness for the sacrilegious nigga outta control I bust a cap in the middle of the night And hit your pitbull by mistake Hoe ass nigga started cryin cause I started barkin at the wake I be the U-N-H-O-L-Y, and I sing that murder lullabye And I tellin you bitches right now No more Mr. nice guy
No Mr. nice guy I was saying cause you bitches think I`m playin I be smokin so much bud my brains inside my head decayin I was young and terrible, ain`t no other comparable The ghost writin, rhyme recitin you unaware hoe I taught ya, and torture, I`m a menace in my sentence I`ll never be on my knees, beggin for repentance You niggaz just hate me cause you can`t see my power I be smokin dead flowerz in the midnight hour I`m Esham, the devil, black devil, the demon Lucifer released the wicket sperm and I`m the semen Don`t play me like a sucker cause I`ll kill you muthafucka Chickenhead killa Clockin the dolla billas In Detroit every nigga and every bitch is turned out Every block you bend a corner on shit is burned out Nobody likes nobody so we all pack guns I got a knot in my pocket, all in ones
Man, no more Mr. nice guy [whispering] No more Mr. nice guy I`m wicket in this industry
|