Lyrics

[Intro: Violent J] We got wicked ways, for your sunny days We got murder for your birthday parties, yeah We see diamonds fall, got our dicks topped off But we still can't wait to be dead bodies, yeah [Verse 1: Esham] So many snakes spittin' venom speakin' my name in vain Knowin' my claim to fame is this game I slang Through the storm and rain, shotgun thunder and pain Tell me, am I to blame if I blow out your brains? Gimme one good reason I should not be squeezin' On every bitch-ass nigga like you 'cause this bitch-ass nigga like you season I'm a real sick fella, big fella You got a lotta lip for a nigga who ain't shit, fella Always been about my hustle, been about my money It ain't all about rhyme and I ain't never act funny But these bitch-ass niggas in this game unreal Quick to flip the fuckin' script for the mass appeal But once they blood gets spilled, let's see how many feel That they gotta die for another shady record deal Who am I? The pretty boy, the city boy The sniffin' coke up off ya titty boy, the gritty boy Been never actin hostity boy The hold it down wit me boy, I seek and destro I get paid to employ ya so I must employ MCs enjoy my style but yet they still annoy me [Chorus: Violent J] La la la la la la, la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la (Come on, yo, come on) La la la la la la, la la la la la la la (Heh heh heh) La la la la la la la la [Verse 2: Esham] Fuck what you do, you so fake Everything you do, everything you make Still suicidal, how much can I take? Pressure could bust a pipe, but I will not break Get the type of shit where you can't relate The world on my shoulder, hold down the weight Money hungry niggas out here'll snatch ya plate The greedy never care about if you ain't ate Try gettin out the game before it's too late Or before the Wraith come and seal ya fate Still knock knock knockin' on heaven's gates And you can't get in for sellin' cakes For-for sellin' cakes, or-or sniffin' flakes For-for sellin' cakes, or-or sniffin' flakes For-for sellin' cakes, or-or sniffin' flakes For-for sellin' cakes, or-or sniffin' flakes For-for-for-for-for-for sellin' cakes [Chorus: Violent J & Esham] La la la la la la (We got wicked ways) La la la la la la la (For your sunny days) La la la la la la la la (We got murder for your birthday parties, yeah) La la la la la la (We got diamonds fallin') La la la la la la la (Got our dicks topped off and) La la la la la la la la (Now we still can't wait to be dead bodies) La la la la la la (We got wicked ways) (For, for sellin' cakes) La la la la la la la (For your sunny days) (Or, or sniffin' flakes) La la la la la la la la (We got murder for your birthday parties, yeah) (For, for sellin' cakes, or, or sniffin' flakes) La la la la la la (We got diamonds fallin') (For, for sellin' cakes) La la la la la la la (Got our dicks topped off) (Or, or sniffin' flakes) La la la la la la la la (And now we still can't wait to be dead bodies) (For for for for for for sellin' cakes) (Yeah) La la la la la la (For, for sellin' cakes) La la la la la la la (Or, or sniffin' flakes) La la la la la la la la (We can't wait to be dead bodies) (For, for sellin' cakes, or, or sniffin' flakes) La la la la la la (For, for sellin' cakes) La la la la la la la (Or, or sniffin' flakes) (Yeah) La la la la la la la la (Dead bodies, I wanna be-) (For for for for for for sellin' cakes)