Scream

Lyrics

(Esham) Somebody help me Somebody help me [Chorus] Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! (Esham) No one hears my screams I told you my deepest fear, but still I'm having bad dreams It seems I'm still trapped inside a paradox Whether you care or not, my infrared plays connect-the-dots The evil nigga, no nigga could ever figure the style Commence the body count and the bodies pile A hundred miles and me styles never get worn The Wicketshit'll never die, no need to mourn And suckas stay off my dick, I'm never friendly To go to church, fuck Jesus 'cause it just ain't in me, in me Lord have mercy, damn it's the devil's day Can I say, wicked niggas come out to play, and hey I do it for the Suicidalists And ain't no other nigga suicidal like this, so scream (Chorus) (Esham) Screamin' at the top of my lungs Redrum, redrum, murder one, nigga with the gun, action Rude boy never hesitate to bust And fuck any motherfucker who ain't down with us The wicked nigga, the nigga the wicked Comin' with the wickedness And niggas still on my dick for this A straight suicidal, homicidal brother Never like another, take a pillow and smother your mother Run for cover, hide for shelter, nigga I felt'cha And oh yeah Hellterskkkelter Fuck the funk, I'm never down Me and my nigs don't fuck around, I'm strictly underground I'll take your mama, your daddy and everything you love And tell your ass it ain't no heaven up above and just scream (Chorus) (Esham) My shit's so inconspicuous, it's so ridiculous Niggas lick my style like a dick, eh But I'm a nut up, cut up, what up Cut they dick off, and sew they butt up 'Cause they some pussies, bitch get back off my bozack Cut it loose, my shit's triple phat like a goose and I know you want to say the shit that make you vomit I live more Thug Life then on 2Pac's stomach Check the maggot brain theory Niggas can't get near me to hear me I'm busting off like a sawed off, shotgun, love, I got none Niggas better run when I cock with a hot one I still swallow bullets, spittin' them in your face 'Cause I love the way gun powder tastes and I just scream (Chorus)