No More Mr. Nice Guy — текст песни (Esham)

[Esham talking]
Bitch ass niggaz don`t wanna respect
Got em in check
No more Mr. nice guy, yo no more Mr. nice guy

[Esham]
My aggravation for this murder made me write this while I was dreaming
She`s suffocating cause I hurt her she was frightened she was screamin
I was dreaming when I wrote this so don`t quote me or you`ll see me
I`m that nigga in your nightmare put a hole up in your beanie
I`m Esham, the devil, and God can`t save me
You better believe in this blasphemy
These might be the last words you here from me
Oh no, I`ve fallen
The demons are callin
I see em in my daydreams, man these niggaz don`t understand
I`m being followed by black crows and when it rains I wanna kill
Esham`s no Frosted Flake, Unholy is cereal
What`s the deal? I`m trapped in hell
And Satan told me sold my soul
No forgiveness for the sacrilegious nigga outta control
I bust a cap in the middle of the night
And hit your pitbull by mistake
Hoe ass nigga started cryin cause I started barkin at the wake
I be the U-N-H-O-L-Y, and I sing that murder lullabye
And I tellin you bitches right now
No more Mr. nice guy

No Mr. nice guy I was saying cause you bitches think I`m playin
I be smokin so much bud my brains inside my head decayin
I was young and terrible, ain`t no other comparable
The ghost writin, rhyme recitin you unaware hoe
I taught ya, and torture, I`m a menace in my sentence
I`ll never be on my knees, beggin for repentance
You niggaz just hate me cause you can`t see my power
I be smokin dead flowerz in the midnight hour
I`m Esham, the devil, black devil, the demon
Lucifer released the wicket sperm and I`m the semen
Don`t play me like a sucker cause I`ll kill you muthafucka
Chickenhead killa
Clockin the dolla billas
In Detroit every nigga and every bitch is turned out
Every block you bend a corner on shit is burned out
Nobody likes nobody so we all pack guns
I got a knot in my pocket, all in ones

Man, no more Mr. nice guy
[whispering]
No more Mr. nice guy
I`m wicket in this industry