Runnin` From Me — текст песни (Esham)

K, hold it down, do it again...
Like you or I would believe in God,
They believe in that thing, Satan.
And some officers don`t believe it,
It`s just ghost stories to them.
I, myself, have personally seen cases,
It`s not only a local problem, for a small department, such as mine,
It`s a national problem.
Come and deal with the real,
The devil packs steel like this,
Plus I`m a suicidalist.
God bless the child who gets buck wild,
With the wicket style, terror in the aisles,
Livin` kinda foul, actin` kinda foul,
Yeah, I`m kinda foul yall, foul ball.
Run from the gun, if I do ya then your done,
If it didn`t do ya done, sawed off shotgun.
Radio fuck `em, cuz I said fuck `em,
If I see the DJ, buck, buck, buck `em.
Unholy, unholy, unholy brotha,
When I nutta, niggas shutta.
Funky get cutta, it`s a little drunk,
Put your dead body in the trunk with the pumps,
Sister Mary, Sister Mary, why your pussy so hairy?
Gimme that hot bloody Mary.
Esham black devil with a gun,
Run nigga run, run nigga run.
I`ll choke ya, provoke ya, my brother,
Suffocated under a pillow intended to smother.
The son of Satan, just waitin` to done it,
But I got ya all runnin`!
Runnin` from the devil
They`re not all liars, they`re all not making it up,
They`re not all crazy, they`re not all psychotic,
Something`s going on here.
(Dialing) Hello, suicide hot line.
I just cut up my wife and my kids,
I need to talk to somebody.
Hold please.
What`s going..hey
If you would like to make a call, please hang up and try again,
if you need help, hang up and then dial your operator.
Oh, I`ma kill myself.