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Esham

Rashaam Attica Smith, well known by his stage name Esham (East Side Hoes And Money), is an American rapper from Detroit, Michigan known for his hallucinogenic style of hip hop which he refers to as "acid rap", which fuses rock-based beats and lyrics involving subjects such as death, drug use, evil, paranoia and sex. more »

Year:

2001

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[Talking]
Runnin' wit' 5 lane bros, 
Seein' things. Here's ya intro
to acid hallucinogenics. 
Human beings... y'all 12 rap on that.

[Chorus: x 2]
I take this war shit deeply
You should be avoiding my recording
I take this war shit deeply
'Cause murder's my rewarding 

So many trials and tribulations
Havin' wicked conversations
With God and Satan, thug and desperation
So many killas across the nation

Live in annihilation, but I'm ready to kill some shit
Mental patient, impatient
Watch me change the situation wit' this murder demonstration
When I blow your ass away when you out free-basin'

Still runnin' up in the race, facin' racists
Just racin', comtemplatin' suicide, idle time wastin'
Still a Nation Ahead of Time And Space
The rag over my face

If you ride wit' me you might end up in a police chase
I will not surrender
I don't recommend doing your Shit for you
You just a hoe, and you can't do what I do

It's hard to perform under these circumstances
Penitentiary chances
Watch the devil when he dances
You'll need an ambulances, puttin' em in trances

Hypnotize, watch you wake up when I snap my fingers
Open ya eyes, open ya eyes

[Chorus]

I take this war shit deeply, peep me
Never hang where the weak be
Always woke, never sleepy
I keep the uzi and I'll wet you like a jacuzzi

Kick shit like a Suzuki, hit you wit' the Horuki
Back up off of me
What the f*ck
Niggas get that cash up

Hoes bounce that ass up
Back up off of me
What the f*ck
Niggas get that cash up
Hoes bounce that ass up

I shoot a little 'caine
Paranoid insane
Schizophrenic
'Panic Attack'

I'm manic 
Depressed
Stressed the f*ck out
Keep the heat on me at all times
So my shirt it kinda stuck out

Don't make me draw down and buck out
'Cause where I'm from when the guns bust
They leave ya fuckin' guts out

[Chorus]

So many rules and regulations
Bein' broke, death by speculation
The world's fascination with self afflicted mutilation
How can I obtain the power through manifestation
Immortalized and bomb mummification
Peep the translation, check communications
Run at top secret operations

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