Esham Silicone
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 f..ckin' 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 f..ckin' 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
