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Look at Me `Esham`

"Esham and Twiztid." "Twiztid!" "Who thought it'd happen?" "That's right, bitch" [Chorus: Esham & (Jamie Madrox)] Look at me! Look at me! (Come on dog, I see you stern) Look at me!

Boss Up `Esham`

Boss up Don't get me crossed up We like to drink the sauce up Toss money at the bar and floss up Boss up Y'all know who's the nicest I'm from Detroit, player I don't care what the price is I don't

No More Dyin' `Esham`

Don't nobody pack a gun Cause killers it ain't none We all one, and feeling your pain sons Daughters Flap your wings, walk on water I am the ressurection, and the life Trials and tribulations got me

Hard Times `Esham`

I got physical that alert me when some herb tried to jerk me Or put the squeeze on it, break down the cipher But it won't work, were tight like the Q-Tip in the fight Now is you insane is your brain intact

Detroit `Esham`

7 Mile, Gratiot, 6 Mile, 5 Mile [Esham] In Detroit, everybodys hungry, trying to hussle In Detroit, nobodys got a deal with Russel In Detroit, you'll be lucky if your not a victim of a shooting In

Get Doe `Esham`

Push the peddle to the metal while your still peddling Forever in the fast lane, never settling Get dough, sniff blow, get some more, get a O of some dro Blow some doe with my hoe You might see me

Bang `Esham`

No, you shouldna missed me Cause I'm gonna toss 'em back at ya, like hot frisbees fucka BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

Mommy `Esham`

Can't help but think about the way you did your thang when you did it You curled your toes when I hit it I'd be the first to admit it, its oh so good I'm feelin you, uh uh I'm feelin you So let me

Back in da Day `Esham`

Baby ain't no need to pretend I aint actin live I'm like a young-ass Michael from the Jackson Five (HEE HEEE) But you don't feel me, the industry for years been trying to kill me Me and my niggas stay

No War `Esham`

You wanna party at the club? (There's a war going on out there) You wanna roll around on dubs? (Smell the anthrax in the air) You wanna hate it all, no love?

Boom! `Esham`

[Esham] Mortification is my next demonstration I'd ask you for a light pumping gas at the station Heres my situation: I hate many people So I hear no evil say no evil just like Kanieval Leave you headless

All of My Life `Esham`

lets make it right I'm through with the thugging and the hanging all night Oh, baby All of my life I've been searchin the whole world for someone like you To maybe have a daughter or a son that look

Pay `Esham`

, baby, gotta pay me (You got that for me) You know you can't play me, baby, gotta pay me (You know you owe me) You know you can't play me, baby, gotta pay me (Pay me) You know you can't play me, baby

Woo Woo Woo Woo `Esham`

Don't really matter, cause you still my boo boo We can slide out, ride out, back to my hideout Your man will never find out, you should just try it out Ain't no hesitation, baby holla at this action

Can't Take That `Esham`

Break it down into some boulders, fifties look like butterscotch Now i'm on the streets, another plan, a money plot Buy a brand new Benz before you rolled it off the lot It really don't mean shit, if

Turbulence `Esham`

Ignition sequence start, engines on 5..4..3..2..1 All engines running, launch commence [chorus 2x] I'm high up in the air, I'm feeling the turbulence But when it comes to work, I'm magnificent serving it [Esham

Dem Boyz `Esham`

[Esham] This one's for the ones that making cheddar, that fetty, all about they hussle Make a def jam out in the streets, without Russel What's so strange is that I came in this game With the ones who

Soopa Doopa `Esham`

I'm used to driving Benzes and Porches and Corvettes You might see me in LA on Sunset Or in Nevada, betting, three-digit degrees, not sweatin Wearing leather, super fly, light as a feather, Esham,

Ex-Girlfriend `Esham`

sewer Her body stunk for weeks like horse manure Now the police are looking for the boyfriend, I'm the suspect Forensic files, evidence, panic the public Domestic abuse, custody battles, bitch made me

Out Cold `Esham`

the bloody microphone Seven MC's, put them in a line Then add seven more niggas who think they can shine Well, it'll take seven more before I'll go for mine Then I'll "blocabloca" my nine rhymes at

Brick `Esham`

[Esham] Think quick, hit me with a brick, lickety split The quicker he flip, the quicker the whip The turbochip, twenty-four inch dipped glock on the hip in the kitchen with the magican watchin him

Demon Face `Insane Clown Posse`

the mall or on the streets They are always at drive thru's when I'm looking for eats I can't shake them. every time I look ones coming If I lose it, I'm afraid I'm gonna start dumping Stay calm, clear

Chop Chop `Insane Clown Posse`

know what you can do You can be a couple of pleasers And take some tweazers And bust every hair on my nutsack Paste em to your back Then jump on the E-Track And suck my dick exactly where it's at

Sticky Icky Situation (Feat. Violent J, Blaze, Esham) `Anybody Killa`

feel like a nut Runnin' through the neighborhood, tearin' shit up Straight jackin' motherfuckers just to smoke a blunt Sometimes I feel that my head fucked up, and it really sucks I hear voices tellin' me

Ain't Yo Bidness `Insane Clown Posse`

and welts "Oh" (It's ok) Maybe I was hungry, bottom barrel poor, and my mom was always sick Maybe I'm lying, I'm just tryna find an excuse to be a dick, I'm a dick - dick Maybe I'm upset that you left me

Taste `Insane Clown Posse`

featuring Esham Intro: Violent J The Time has come for the blood to run into the streets paved with gold We have lived in the zoo of the ghetto for so long And like animals we kill each other

Look `Jharrel Jerome`

the score Don't mistake me for 5'7", I'm 7'4" Look at me I'm the type to walk up in McDonald's And they look at me Check the pictures That the paparazzi went and took of me Why you flap your lips Saying

Look `이은석`

Good life 난 늘 꿈속에 살아 이 시간이 영원할 순 없겠지만 Take a look!

look `미나`

너 같은 남자를 나는 기다렸어 오랫동안 난 너무 외로웠지 I see you looking I see you staring is it me or my clothes and how I where em\' I see them jeans them boy you clean and I\'m thinking maybe we should leave the

Look `Rachael Sage`

i look around at all my friends and what their hearts are wearing rosaries of anti joy i look around at where the rainbows end inside their jaded eyes i know there must be more to this crazy life but there's