I know how it feels to up fucked up With on E, and bad company. I wish I had a key too all the locks I'd open all the blocks, em all with rocks. Keep clockin knots, 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 some boulders, fifties look like butterscotch Now i'm on the streets, plan, a money plot Buy a brand new before you rolled it off the lot It really don't mean shit, if your ass get
You take it with you All things that money buy You won't need 'em when you die,
You can't it with you Even when they hit you 50 bullets Fifty in your nugget, fuck it it or hate, like it or not I gives a fuck what rabbit gets shot Sedidate me, baby, lately, I've crazy, up in the world of madness can't phase me Suicidal, American Idol, rock my recital Esham is my title, vital, are homicidal But that don't matter, even your blood gets splattered going off like the Mad Hatter You can be or filthy rich Cause nobody can buy life up in this bitch.
You take it with you All them things money buy
You won't need 'em you die, baby (Everything... Money, Cars, Jewelry... all of it...)
"Our dear brother right here was a brother. He had money and diamonds. He got all... all right now, but we gonna take all that... before we put him in the ground we take all that off his body.