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Esham - One Day lyrics
[Esham talking] [chorus] One day I'ma die, mama don't cry Ain't no heaven up in the sky One day I'ma fade away And set the world on fire, watch the sky turn grey 2x I was born to mourn,I guess that's why I live the life of misery Forever through eternity My mama was a junkie, I was born into this world a crack baby My bottle was brass monkey I developed a brain tumor,now I consume a half ounce of Rose I sniff bullets with my snub nose I grew up on the east side, 7 mile area I was raised like a pitbull terrier I developed a criminal behavior I murdered my first man and knew Jesus Christ wasn't my savior Jehovah witness,witnessed me takin care of my business So I shot him on the front porch I took their bibles and burned em I checked their pockets, turned em inside out Dumped their bodies in the lake with the trout It all started as a toddler,now I'm a .45 bullet swallower And mama don't cry [chorus] Somehow it seems,mama calling my name in my dreams Crackfiends, amphetimenes, what does it really mean Sometimes it feels like I'm fallin,am I close to death Gaspin,suffocatin for air,losin my breath I see visions of doctors and scalpels makin incisions From fatal collisions to suicidal desitions Nobody knows my suffering I bring the pain from my migrane, I swallow 23 bufferins I was addicted to caine since birth Crack baby goin crazy, so how much is my life worth A baby boy that bounces 36 ounces I flip,kilograms I slam from the hip It's kinda crazy how I'm livin But I'm mad on a murder ride nigga I'm suicide driven I've arisen from a dead state-of-mind to find I was blind,too late Mama don't cry [chorus] If I could start all over I would But I can't,if I could,then my heart might have been good I guess I lost all my time when I lost my mind It makes me sad to hear mama cryin So many dyin I never stopped to think what I put you through Much love,I thought you hated me,mama see I never knew I guess I walked the wrong path In the aftermath,many demons screamin my name You don't know the half I was dead a long time ago Never ressurected,once the .45 shell connected With my dome,I saw my misery crack a smile So put my dead body in the pile And wait a while till you come to the cemetary Cuz you might see my tombstone burnin cuz it's necessary Pine box, my body rots with the best of em Mama I'm dead like the rest of em Mama don't cry |
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