Esham Lyrics
Esham Lyrics
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Get Up, Stand Up (Bob Marley) Lyrics
Preacher man dont tell me, heaven is under the earth, i know you dont know what life is really worth its not all that glitter is gold, i got story aint never been told so now you see the light you stand up for your rights Get up, stand up: stand up for your rights! Get up, stand up: don't give up the fight! Get up, stand up: stand up for your rights! Get up, stand up: don't give up the fight! Most people think, great god will come from the sky take away everything and make everybody feel high but if you know what life is w
Preacher man dont tell me, heaven is under the earth, i know you dont know what life is really worth its not all that glitter is gold, i got story aint never been told so now you see the light you stand up for your rights Get up, stand up: stand up for your rights! Get up, stand up: don't give up the fight! Get up, stand up: stand up for your rights! Get up, stand up: don't give up the fight! Most people think, great god will come from the sky take away everything and make everybody feel high but if you know what life is w
Yo man, let me get one of them big motherfuckers and shit in here
All right man, here ya go man, give me the money man
give me the money. Hey fuck that you aint get no damn choice.
Get the rock and get the fuck on.
Sittin down in a crack house earning my pay
If some base head jump crazy, I'll just blow him away
Cuz I'm fully wrapped, I ain't taken crap
I got a mini .14 with a shoulder strap
Base heads knocked on the door, they just knocked and knocked
My crack quickly disappeared one rock by rock
I had a couple more to go but oh no
Here comes the big ho bustin down the do'
So I kicked out a window, jumped the roof next door
Took the money, left the crack but i'll get more
Jumped down off the roof, cops start poppin'
All yellin' freeze, who they thought was stoppin'
Cops on my tail tryin' to put me in jail
I slipped and I fell, got up and ran like hell
I was runnin' and runnin', runnin' fast as I can
If you would a seen me you'd a said that was the bionic man
Yeah I was born, this brother had got away
Just up the block at my homeboy's hide away
Bang on
Beetroot Stain Lyrics
(V1) I thought I was a loser That I wasn’t good enough I could not see how You could care about me Or how I could deserve Your love (V2) But You, You specialise in comebacks And over time You’ve made me see That even though I may not be perfect You will not give up on me (CH) Your love, love is like a beetroot stain That never ever goes away from me Your love, Your love is with me everyday I know Your love is here to stay with me (V3) Things can get a bit confusing But there’s one thing that
the door, he let me into his crib (V1) I thought I was a loser That I wasn’t good enough I could not see how You could care about me Or how I could deserve Your love (V2) But You, You specialise in comebacks And over time You’ve made me see That even though I may not be perfect You will not give up on me (CH) Your love, love is like a beetroot stain That never ever goes away from me Your love, Your love is with me everyday I know Your love is here to stay with me (V3) Things can get a bit confusing But there’s one thing that
Then I told him about the police and what they did
He gave the keys to his ride and I was back on the move
Jumped into his set and kicked the groove
You see crime is life and life is crime
But what would life be without a Reel Life rhyme
Not real life
Cruising around town and the bass is up
Running big time lights, I don't give a fuck
Seen the police, put the peddle to the metal
The pig was on my tail because the speakers rock the ghetto
I knew they wasn't bitches cuz the traffics movin' fast
Not gonna let them get me unless they pop my ass
Burned big time rubber on 7 Mile
I was driving like a drunk cold acting wild
Slammed on the breaks, pressed on the gas
Dipped around a corner come off they ass
Bust a move to my crib to change my clothes
And since I got away from the cops I'm screamin' fuck them hoes
And I stepped outside, Jumped into my ride
Seen a couple base heads hanging out at the bar
Pulled over and parked, Throw em a sample rock
Had all the base heads on my jock
A crack fiend, god damn tried to snatch my cain
A Little Time Lyrics
Higher It's what I expect from my life It's like a wire That holds me back down to the ground Oh, I hear you say "That is the way of the world" No, hear what I say "I wanna do so much in my way" Higher I've set my limits and bounds There's a fire It's burning so hot in my head Oh, I hear you say "That is the way of the world" No, hear what I say "I wanna do so much in my way" [Chorus] We got A little time to build up our lives A little time
Higher It's what I expect from my life It's like a wire That holds me back down to the ground Oh, I hear you say "That is the way of the world" No, hear what I say "I wanna do so much in my way" Higher I've set my limits and bounds There's a fire It's burning so hot in my head Oh, I hear you say "That is the way of the world" No, hear what I say "I wanna do so much in my way" [Chorus] We got A little time to build up our lives A little time
Whipped out my mag and blew out his brains
See crime is life and life is crime
But what would life be without a Reel Life rhyme
Not real life
All the base heads on the corner ran
Then a lady shouted out "That guy killed a man, he killed somebody"
Oh shit, God damn I got a witness
2 to her head and I said bitch mind your business
Jumped into my car, left the scene of the crime
2 murders uncalled for, doing no time
Im a gangster on the run my solutions a gun
And I'll beat up your momma just for fun
One day I was chillin' on the East Side of town
Not a base head in site and none to be found
So my fila's kickin to the sidewalk beat
And my jam is kind of warm cuz im packin' heat
You might think im a statistic to work this beat
But if I don't sell drugs then I don't eat
Some think that I am dumb, I don't care what they think
But I'm a keep getting paid until I'm locked in the click
Or uzi's be poppin' at my body like thunder
I'm dead like a doorknob, six feet under
That's the consequences , rich man in business
I'll blow up your momma in mili
Dirty Trip Lyrics
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Unemployed with a beard, make the school playa hate
The hoes on the side so you know its drug related
Ten G's in my pocket with the style and profile
Born in New York and grew up in Long Island
Raised in the Motown a brother throw down
Beefin' with the G and believe me you will go down
Don't start none, boy wont be none
Brothers want some then you got to get some
Crime is life and life is crime
But what would life be without a Reel Life rhyme
Not real life
Kicked in the face with the dope man reality
The brothers hard with a criminal personality
No one scares me, no one dares me
Shoot a brother in the back for crack cuz no one cares, see
I'm not 18 so I can be wild
Cause in the courts eyes I'm still a juvenile
A Reel Life product, it's a rock a rock
The neighborhood smoking for blocks and blocks
And y'all fools be slippin' puffin dicks, be chokin'
Two weeks later your arm would be broken
Wake up to reality
I don't have a negative personality
But everyone have to do what they have to do to get by
Even sell crack