Esham

Esham - Silicone lyrics

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You wanna be dead nigga?

Yeah you, you wanna be dead?

Now how you lie, 'cause I'll kill you

Yeah I'll kill ya

Lord for bid, I do a bid

I never bid on a suckas life

And if I did, it'd be a jacknife

I'm out to kill a clone

Nigga be actin' silicone, still it's on, still it's on

In my darkest hour, I clock the glock

Death is certain, life is not

I got 13 ways, less than 7 days

To change my wicked ways before I'm off to an early grave

One more is drug related, another body murdered premeditated

Fallen victim to what I stated

You don't understand me 'cause I'm dyslexic

My styles come sick as anarexic

I don't sing church songs but bust shot guns

At ministers 'cause I can't trust none

Break out the skull and bones

Here comes the ill ass nigga with the 3 5 7 chrome

And it goes on in my maggot brain

I remain insane to bring the pain with the migrane

Niggaz with breasts I'll snatch yo' heart out 'cho chest

And stand like a 'cano possesed as I finish 'em

Your silicone leaks, nigga

Nigga, silicone

All I hear is your screams

Somebody's screamin' out my name I weigh my uzi on a triple beam

Unload my magazine niggaz can't read me

Red rums all I hear so you wanna bleed me

I pop niggaz like corns, stickin' niggaz like thorns

And I yawns at your funeral while your family mourns

I'm not inclined to sympathize in my mind

I'll be glad when you in a body bag for bed time

You can't afford this, all aboard this

Nighttrain, come and ride the midnight maggot brain

I need some therapy I shot my therapist

He got me pissed, 'cause I'm nothin' but a straight suicidalist

Idiotic, my voodoo's symbotic to a mad man

I'm down to put a slug in an arean

And I'm down for whatever, whenever, however

Is clever whether forever or for never

So don't test one mad motherfucker

If you do, dick sucker, I'm a pop yo silicone

Nigga, silicone

Nigga

My wicked shit is wicked, niggaz bite it when I kick it

But I'm sick with this, it's so ridiculous

I don't believe in God, so it's odd

Everytime I bust ill shit, niggaz screamin' oh my God

I got the G-Lo, I got the kilo

And it's cocked to pop, pop, pop piggity pop pop

And it don't stop it never did

The wicked shit'll never die, I have no alibi for murder, shit

I'm contemplatin' suicide 24 7

And like I told your ass before it ain't no fuckin' heaven

I'm mannick depressed, I'm panicked to never confess

I'm the one that put them slugs in my moma chest

Premeditated, murder's always on my fuckin' mind

Body outlined chalk to walk the flatline

You wanna know what goes on in my maggot brain

It won't stop until the whole world feels my pain

Came in cold dependencies, suicidal tendencies

Mental stress got me beggin' for eternal rest

I must confess to the real, I'm out to kill a clone

I pop tittie niggaz that's silicone

Nigga, silicone

Nigga, nigga, silicone

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