My 9 Rhymes

Born beat up and always hungry
Never thought
Id turn into a criminal if anything
Runnin from the cops like
Al CaponeGoin
Rambo on them mother ******s like
Sly Stallone
Got a gat in my pants like its part of my belt
Suckers scared like butter so they start to melt
I stand silent like concrete in
Detroits streets
What a rich man throws away is what a poor man eats
When i was 5 my mind start to blow
Told my teacher i want to be like
Hitler when i grow up
When i was 7 disregarded the laws of heaven
When i was 10 i started commiting sin
I went to church on
Sunday and i cussed out the reverand
When i became an adolescent i never learned my lesson
Witchcraft and voodoo with needles and pins
Puttin holes in mother ******s with a ************* smith and wesson
A homicidal vital recital
Esham my title
I know my *************t is deaf and i know you want a bite oh
But no dont do it youll be just a carbon copy
Esham is original and everyone else is sloppy
Still i kill im sweet like
Sugar Hill
Not your average everyday elemantry run of the mill
Mother ****** get it strait i dont battle thats for suckers
You wish you was down with
Reel Life
Product aint that right brothers
I dont bull*************t no need to bull**** *********t
You pull some *************t and youll be pullin bullets n *************t
Brother think im bluffin pull me bluff and get ****** up and
Its time for me to shut up cus i really said enough