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Esham - Esham's Boomin lyrics
Yo man, let me get one of them big motherfuckers and shit in here All right man, here ya go man, give me the money man give me the money. Hey fuck that you aint get no damn choice. Get the rock and get the fuck on. Sittin down in a crack house earning my pay If some base head jump crazy, I'll just blow him away Cuz I'm fully wrapped, I ain't taken crap I got a mini .14 with a shoulder strap Base heads knocked on the door, they just knocked 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 a window, jumped the roof next door Took the money, left the crack but i'll get more Jumped down off the roof, cops start poppin' All yellin' freeze, who they thought was stoppin' Cops on my tail tryin' to put me in jail I slipped and I fell, got up and ran like hell I was runnin' and runnin', runnin' fast as I can If you would a seen me you'd a said that was the bionic man Yeah I was born, this brother had got away Just up the block at my homeboy's hide away Bang on the door, he let me into his crib Then I told him about the police and what they did He gave the keys to his ride and I was back on the move Jumped into his set and kicked the groove You see crime is life and life is crime But what would life be without a Reel Life rhyme Not real life Cruising around town and the bass is up Running big time lights, I don't give a fuck Seen the police, put the peddle to the metal The pig was on my tail because the speakers rock the ghetto I knew they wasn't bitches cuz the traffics movin' fast Not gonna let them get me unless they pop my ass Burned big time rubber on 7 Mile I was driving like a drunk cold acting wild Slammed on the breaks, pressed on the gas Dipped around a corner come off they ass Bust a move to my crib to change my clothes And since I got away from the cops I'm screamin' fuck them hoes And I stepped outside, Jumped into my ride Seen a couple base heads hanging out at the bar Pulled over and parked, Throw em a sample rock Had all the base heads on my jock A crack fiend, god damn tried to snatch my caine Whipped out my mag and blew out his brains See crime is life and life is crime But what would life be without a Reel Life rhyme Not real life All the base heads on the corner ran Then a lady shouted out "That guy killed a man, he killed somebody" Oh shit, God damn I got a witness 2 to her head and I said bitch mind your business Jumped into my car, left the scene of the crime 2 murders uncalled for, doing no time Im a gangster on the run my solutions a gun And I'll beat up your momma just for fun One day I was chillin' on the East Side of town Not a base head in site and none to be found So my fila's kickin to the sidewalk beat And my jam is kind of warm cuz im packin' heat You might think im a statistic to work this beat But if I don't sell drugs then I don't eat Some think that I am dumb, I don't care what they think But I'm a keep getting paid until I'm locked in the click Or uzi's be poppin' at my body like thunder I'm dead like a doorknob, six feet under That's the consequences , rich man in business I'll blow up your momma in military defenses Unemployed with a beard, make the school playa hate The hoes on the side so you know its drug related Ten G's in my pocket with the style and profile Born in New York and grew up in Long Island Raised in the Motown a brother throw down Beefin' with the G and believe me you will go down Don't start none, boy wont be none Brothers want some then you got to get some Crime is life and life is crime But what would life be without a Reel Life rhyme Not real life Kicked in the face with the dope man reality The brothers hard with a criminal personality No one scares me, no one dares me Shoot a brother in the back for crack cuz no one cares, see I'm not 18 so I can be wild Cause in the courts eyes I'm still a juvenile A Reel Life product, it's a rock a rock The neighborhood smoking for blocks and blocks And y'all fools be slippin' puffin dicks, be chokin' Two weeks later your arm would be broken Wake up to reality I don't have a negative personality But everyone have to do what they have to do to get by Even sell crack |
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