Scream - Intellectual

(Esham)

Somebody help me

[Chorus]

Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!

(Esham)

No one hears my screams

I told you my deepest fear, but still I'm having bad dreams

It seems I'm still trapped inside a paradox

Whether you care or not, my infrared plays connect-the-dots

The evil nigga, no nigga could ever figure the style

Commence the body count and the bodies pile

A hundred miles and me styles never get worn

The Wicketshit'll never die, no need to mourn

And suckas stay off my dick, I'm never friendly

To go to church, fuck Jesus 'cause it just ain't in me, in me

Lord have mercy, damn it's the devil's day

Can I say, wicked niggas come out to play, and hey

I do it for the Suicidalists

And ain't no other nigga suicidal like this, so scream

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(Esham)

Screamin' at the top of my lungs

Redrum, redrum, murder one, nigga with the gun, action

Rude boy never hesitate to bust

And fuck any motherfucker who ain't down with us

The wicked nigga, the nigga the wicked

Comin' with the wickedness

And niggas still on my dick for this

A straight suicidal, homicidal brother

Never like another, take a pillow and smother your mother

Run for cover, hide for shelter, nigga I felt'cha

And oh yeah Hellterskkkelter

Fuck the funk, I'm never down

Me and my nigs don't fuck around, I'm strictly underground

I'll take your mama, your daddy and everything you love

And tell your ass it ain't no heaven up above and just scream

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(Esham)

My shit's so inconspicuous, it's so ridiculous

Niggas lick my style like a dick, eh

But I'm a nut up, cut up, what up

Cut they dick off, and sew they butt up

'Cause they some pussies, bitch get back off my bozack

Cut it loose, my shit's triple phat like a goose and

I know you want to say the shit that make you vomit

I live more Thug Life then on 2Pac's stomach

Check the maggot brain theory

Niggas can't get near me to hear me

I'm busting off like a sawed off, shotgun, love, I got none

Niggas better run when I cock with a hot one

I still swallow bullets, spittin' them in your face

'Cause I love the way gun powder tastes and I just scream

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