lirik lagu esham - my life
[verse 1]
i create a lot of flows, rock plenty shows
bite my style, say my name, many emcees chose
one thing you should know travelin’ this road
everything that glitters in this game ain’t gold
and the world’s so cold, mama look like a [?]
baby strippin’, tryna feed her kids, slidin’ down a pole
rise and shine to the grind, try not to lose your mind
if you got one, keep it, ’cause a job’s hard to find
little kids, go to school, get your education
never drop out, stay until graduation
detroit rappers get no support till after they dead
so i guess this one here is a shot to the head
so i respect what thеy said in the words of the song
bless thе dead and gone, i ain’t gon’ tell ya nuttin’ wrong
spit reel life poems jesus told me to speak
you can lose your life in the streets, either quick or rappin’ the beats
[verse 2]
all i hear is dead people on the radio stations
so sudden death is the future that i’m facin’
i tried to not think about it, i had a dream about it
woke up from my nightmare and just screamed about it
the grim reaper chasin’ me, my paranoia
made so much money off death, i’m a destroyer
acid illusions, drug induced delusions
hallucinatin’ to add to my confusion
drug abusin’, losin’ with the methods i’m usin’
can’t save me from myself, bad habits, bad health
so why you want me to die and not enjoy the wealth?
you ain’t gotta k!ll me, ’cause i’m k!llin’ myself
i make it rain h~ll, dead braincells
never shoulda learned to cook heroin and ‘caine, well
crime is life and life is crime
but what would life be without a reel life rhyme about mines
[verse 3]
you know i’m ahead of sp~ce and time
everything i write comes true in a rhyme
gotta stay away from phonies pretendin’ they your homies
one million friends on mysp~ce don’t know me
why do rappers gotta die to get they records spun
get shot up with the guns, now you number one
the label gets the cake and the artists get the crumbs
or they want you in jail just twiddlin’ your thumbs
what’s the number one job where you can get shot
drug dealer, cop, or slangin’ the hip~hop
i think to myself “when will all this sh~t stop”
we might as well be on the block movin’ bricks and rocks
it’s the same murderous schemes and plots
show business is h~ll and it’s hot
martyr, even in the face of death
you will not compromise your religious beliefs, oh god
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