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Esham lyrics

Esham lyrics

"Get My Head Together Lyrics"

The Dark Battlefield Lyrics
Raptured with murder thirsty for blood I walk between the corpses of my enemies My shield beats back the strikes My sword crushes the heads blood covers my face. My scream reaches the sky Our horde attacked from the hills In the fog of dust and smoke, enemy strewed us with arrows few brave warriors died the axes were shining horrible Crossing with the swords the warriors without shields Had to die hopelessly the dying men were screaming around trampled by the fighti


I hear voices in my head

My head hears voies

So many choices

I'm coming down off a bad trip

And I'm sick of the bullshit

It ain't my fault

It's all my fault

Who's fault is it

It doesn't matter

Can you understand

I live the life of a mad man

I'm a psycho

Suicidal

Not Michael

Like a motorcycle

I can't understand myself

Man I need help

Who am I

Am I

Who you though I was

It's not too bad cause

I ain't trippin'

Naw I'm trippin'

Cause yall be trippin'

You don't know me

How you goin' know me

When I don't know me

I try to get to know myself

Self knowledge and tell myself

They're all gonna laugh at me

I gotta get my head together

It's the new styl
No More Foolin Lyrics
Fair sex paralyzer. Lipstick in a face spirit analyzer, not one human trace no need to cry rool the fuckin` dice, im a loser in a game gonna hurt my feelings, your only real aim feels like I die You can play nice you get satisfied when you win I see a smile of truth but I can`t stare within riot in your soul No more foolin` you will save all your love no more foolin` you will save all your love Say goodbye- say goodbye you never knw that I was
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I gotta get my head straight

I'm loosin' my mind

I'm giving you a peice of my mind

I got something on my mind

One time but hey nevermind

I'm loosin' my sense

I got no sence

No nonsense

More dollars than cents

Since I'm dyin'

The world may never know if I'm lyin'

Lying in my grave

Hey I think I need a shave

What's my name

Who stole my brain

Who should I blame

Blame it on the boogie

Blame it on the rain

I can feel your pain

I'ma say

Hey I forgot what I'ma say

Who, What, When, Where, Why, How

I gotta get my head together

I gotta get my head together

I gotta get my head together

I gotta get my head together

I gotta get my head together

I gotta get it straight

I gotta get it straigh
Greetings Lyrics
[Words and music by Devin Townsend] From my world, I bring you greetings From our world, I bring you greetings It's so hard to tame them ...it will be so hard to prove them wrong I believe, we'll lose our world for them... I believe, we'd throw up arms before Them... ...And bore them So call it home


I can't really wait

I can't really wait for my mind

Make up my mind

I'm loosin' my mind

So do you mind

I don't mind

If you don't mind

Cause what's yours is mine

But I need my own

You know what I'm sayin' holmes

You don't know

Cause I don't know

So, kick that hey

My name's Esham

Slit your wrist

Drink a orange juice

Hellalujah

Suck my dick

What's it to ya

I'm from no where

I'm commin' straight outta' no where

And goin' no where

More broke more broke

More coke for the fiends to smoke

Come get me

Lock me up

I don't give a fuck

I gotta get my head together

Man I'm back

I'm the black devil

And it that aint no joke

What's up

A Little Is Enough Lyrics
Sometimes she feels, like she can't take it anymore It's kinda logical though she's gone through the shit before Sometimes I know, that she can't stand my eyes It's kinda logical though she knows too many hideous lies I just know that I don't give a damn Just as long as I can make that face shine again Shine Eden Hotel Breakfast in bed Coffee in the afternoon Small talk in her head Little things you do Magic of her spell Magic seems like heaven Heaven can hurt as well Hur
Who's playin that beat

I'm commin' through in the back seat

Cheap shots

Cheap tricks

But you can suck on my toe

Hey ho you know

That I'm the black bro

I still don't know where I come from

Lick my balls 'till my dick's numb

Dum ditty dum ditty dum dum

Redrum

I feel like a redrum

E-S-H-A-M

Why I'm talkin' 'bout him

Is that me

You can't see what I can see

Man whatever

I gotta get my head together

If buttholes were peep shows and the nigs

And the window of the soul

Of this fucking ridiculous world

Analities got nothing on the worlds

Except a signed royality check

Forged signature

The toilet swipe

The maggot acid smile

The glitch in the universal way, yeah

A real boss abortion to brag about at your next BBQ