I know how it feels to wake up up pockets on E, and bad company. I I had a key too open all the locks I'd open all the blocks, em all with rocks. Keep knots, cause it dont stop . Stay close to a chop, just in you think not. Baking soda in the water it bubble in the pot. When its dry it's like candy, butter cookies what you got. Break it down into some boulders, fifties look butterscotch Now i'm on the streets, plan, a money plot Buy a brand new Benz you rolled it off the lot It really don't mean shit, if ass get shot
You can't take it you All them things that buy You won't need 'em when you die,
You can't take it you Even when hit you with 50 bullets Fifty in your nugget, fuck it Love it or hate, it or not I really gives a fuck what rabbit gets me, baby, lately, I've been crazy, Caught up in the world of madness can't me Suicidal, American Idol, rock my recital Esham is my title, vital, visions are But that don't matter, when your blood gets splattered Caps going off like the Mad You can be or filthy rich Cause nobody can buy eternal life up in bitch.
You can't take it you All them things money buy
You won't need 'em when you die, (Everything... Money, Cars, Jewelry... all of it...)
"Our dear right here was a good brother. He had money and diamonds. He got diamonds all... all right now, but we gonna all that... before we put him in the ground we gonna take all off his body.