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Esham's Boomin

Esham

Boomin' Words from Hell

1990

and knocked
My crack quickly disappeared one rock by rock
I had a couple more to go but oh no
Here comes the big ho bustin down the do'
So I kicked out

going deep
I can see my value, you can't pay me off for cheap
I see you walking forward step by step, bitch I'm a leap
I'll flip over the mountain,

Turned my bedroom into a
Studio and orchestrated
My plan to make a living off this rap shit
To pay back more than a fraction
Of what I owe to everyone that

the Tillers
Self-made nigga you know it's true
I don't pull up with the after party
Just going home all alone
No reception, two phones
Swae Lee, No flex zone

(The family of a Kentucky woman shot and killed by police is demanding answers)
Say her name
(Breonna Taylor's family claiming officers blindly fired

now if somebody tattles
And if only God can judge me he'll be bangin' His gavel
Order in the court
I say I don't believe in God no more, that's my

hear-a

Murder, the end of another life
By a drunk in a car, or a gun fight
Now that's wrong but the bullshits right
And day by day, we losin more babies

I've been fighting my demons...way too long
Lenny calls, I get up
I got no reason to stop
I just started living my life on a up
I lost a sister in

better in that McLaren, yea
You been through hell, so here's some heaven
Don't worry about having no leverage
You got style, you got a message
864 you got

Check, Ain't missin' no meals check
Face look just like Tika Sumpter with no makeup, I'm impressed
This is the love store where we sell sex more than

really been a sick artist
Hip hop, I'ma drop with the six martyrs
If I drop 'fore I pop, smoke a big l
Really no biggie that we in hell
Feel I got

I see nothing more precious than time 
For me that seem intentional for some that shit won't happen to align 
Dawg I was yelling Kobe all the time

A drug I'm popping via screens

I used to call my viewing healthy, hell
I nattered on about it
Before I noticed I no longer
Get turned on without it
And my

Chevrolet

Resume is impeccable, tell em, there will be hell to pay
I wrote this shit on the John like that motherfucking man  Elway yeah

and off into the next song
Hit It Run when wigglers will riddle ya with a ton
Of bullets, gone away from here
No matter the results its
Unjustifiable

a wish I wish for many more
Cause one would solve a problem but it can't solve it all
The devil keeps knocking at my door but I won't sell my soul
I'm no

single cell
I often conclude that my music is worth way more than to sell
He wipes mascara off his face as I walk away from hell
I have been been working

Woody Allen,
BA7 got more art than 7 BAs
Dreams of driving Impalas, we needed King 98
I been listening to The Sign by Tekniq and Karizma
The sign of good

to choose
Ima be steady
Just getting this paper
I cannot lose it all over a hater

Serving these cookies
I look like a waiter
She is too friendly
No I cannot

repent or no name
naw erase why remain caged in dismay
when you could be surrounded by grace
made my diction confusing 
now the wicked making up stories
I

Phantom:
Down once more to the dungeon of my black despair!
Down we plunge to the prison of my mind!
Down that path into darkness deep as hell!

Why,

homicide
Is that eyes never lie, soon as them bullets penetrate
He scream out Lord, why like I don't wanna die
Like he'll do it all over, but it ain't no

Miss Jackson

Jaymz Bee

Sub Urban

2002

Without a paddle, you left to straddle 
And ride this thing on out
Now you and your girl ain't speaking no more 
Cause my dick all in her mouth
Know

I am owed nothing in this life
Everything is earned under the grace of god my nigga, so pay homage

Danielsan

I'm a Falcon flying high in the sky