Текст песни Esham - Runnin` From Me
Esham - Runnin` From Me слова песни
K, hold it down, do it again... Like you or I would believe in God, They believe in that thing, Satan. And some officers don`t believe it, It`s just ghost stories to them. I, myself, have personally seen cases, It`s not only a local problem, for a small department, such as mine, It`s a national problem. Come and deal with the real, The devil packs steel like this, Plus I`m a suicidalist. God bless the child who gets buck wild, With the wicket style, terror in the aisles, Livin` kinda foul, actin` kinda foul, Yeah, I`m kinda foul yall, foul ball. Run from the gun, if I do ya then your done, If it didn`t do ya done, sawed off shotgun. Radio fuck `em, cuz I said fuck `em, If I see the DJ, buck, buck, buck `em. Unholy, unholy, unholy brotha, When I nutta, niggas shutta. Funky get cutta, it`s a little drunk, Put your dead body in the trunk with the pumps, Sister Mary, Sister Mary, why your pussy so hairy? Gimme that hot bloody Mary. Esham black devil with a gun, Run nigga run, run nigga run. I`ll choke ya, provoke ya, my brother, Suffocated under a pillow intended to smother. The son of Satan, just waitin` to done it, But I got ya all runnin`! Runnin` from the devil They`re not all liars, they`re all not making it up, They`re not all crazy, they`re not all psychotic, Something`s going on here. (Dialing) Hello, suicide hot line. I just cut up my wife and my kids, I need to talk to somebody. Hold please. What`s going..hey If you would like to make a call, please hang up and try again, if you need help, hang up and then dial your operator. Oh, I`ma kill myself.