Lirik Lagu Brain Surgery - Esham
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[Mastamind]Uh, uh, oh, whassup?It came to this now huh?We gotta cut mothafuckas like this now right?Uh, uh, what? what? hey yo, hey yo, hey yo
[Mastamind]Everytime I come around niggas look at me up and downWhat the fuck now? Do I got to get buckwild?My stress is at it's all time highI'm just not impressed, with softees acting hard I gives a fuck lessDo I got to open his head up something surgical?Take them vertical, never tatum while the verse is fullOh no! We gotta bleeder, bitch meet the reaperThe Devil ain't got no love for you, me neitherYou don't want a nigga like me to see ya, keep a heaterThe way my demons want you dead wouldn't wanna be yaJoke's up, the G loc's up, so what, shut upWe gonna see how tough you be when we roll upTalking more shit that a critic would till we visit his hoodBreak his limbs chop him down, split his woodTime out, get him out the game anywayFuck what anybody say, I can live with the fameI came to master the game and dish out painYou can't weather the storm get out the rainAll my killas chant, die dieThat all my killas in the van, about the murder rideAnd strive, when we collide ya better be somewhere insideKeep screaming for your life, can't look a demon in the eye
[Esham]You, you, you to light in the ass to try to step in the ring with a heavy weightI'm about to kill you, I give you a shot at the title but you must be suicidalWho's ya idol punk? Who's ya idol? You wanna piece a this?You can't handle this scandulous shitBrain surgery you better murder me I need some therapyFor those who never heard of me you need a lombotamyGotta be in ya head like purgery, purgatoryConcocted the evil rhyme inside the laboratoryPimped Booming Words From Hell, way before D12Tell me your favorite white rapper act like a femaleBitch, slit ya wrist like ya dumb wife, KimScribble my name on the wall, I love E-S-H-A-MChoke a psychiatrist, choke the mic in my fistChoking off the bomb smoke his therapy says my therapistI sniffed through much cane, wanna kill to many peopleSo I hafta hear no, see no, say no motherfucking evilBrain surgery, open ya head up, wake the dead upNever let up till ya wet up, when ya fall down, never get upBrain surgery, open ya head up, wake the dead upNever let up till ya wet up, when ya fall down, never get up
[Shoestring]Come peep my skills and operationStick it in your brain, a mental patientLooking in yo mind, bitch you still cryingOpen up yo head and hit that lineI tap them nerves and it makes you wiggleI kill more brains than Dr. GigglesSo call us up if its urgentDr. Kill Kill, yo fucking brain surgeonDr. Kill Kill, yo fucking brain surgeonDr. Kill Kill, yo fucking brain surgeon
[Mastamind]Everytime I come around niggas look at me up and downWhat the fuck now? Do I got to get buckwild?My stress is at it's all time highI'm just not impressed, with softees acting hard I gives a fuck lessDo I got to open his head up something surgical?Take them vertical, never tatum while the verse is fullOh no! We gotta bleeder, bitch meet the reaperThe Devil ain't got no love for you, me neitherYou don't want a nigga like me to see ya, keep a heaterThe way my demons want you dead wouldn't wanna be yaJoke's up, the G loc's up, so what, shut upWe gonna see how tough you be when we roll upTalking more shit that a critic would till we visit his hoodBreak his limbs chop him down, split his woodTime out, get him out the game anywayFuck what anybody say, I can live with the fameI came to master the game and dish out painYou can't weather the storm get out the rainAll my killas chant, die dieThat all my killas in the van, about the murder rideAnd strive, when we collide ya better be somewhere insideKeep screaming for your life, can't look a demon in the eye
[Esham]You, you, you to light in the ass to try to step in the ring with a heavy weightI'm about to kill you, I give you a shot at the title but you must be suicidalWho's ya idol punk? Who's ya idol? You wanna piece a this?You can't handle this scandulous shitBrain surgery you better murder me I need some therapyFor those who never heard of me you need a lombotamyGotta be in ya head like purgery, purgatoryConcocted the evil rhyme inside the laboratoryPimped Booming Words From Hell, way before D12Tell me your favorite white rapper act like a femaleBitch, slit ya wrist like ya dumb wife, KimScribble my name on the wall, I love E-S-H-A-MChoke a psychiatrist, choke the mic in my fistChoking off the bomb smoke his therapy says my therapistI sniffed through much cane, wanna kill to many peopleSo I hafta hear no, see no, say no motherfucking evilBrain surgery, open ya head up, wake the dead upNever let up till ya wet up, when ya fall down, never get upBrain surgery, open ya head up, wake the dead upNever let up till ya wet up, when ya fall down, never get up
[Shoestring]Come peep my skills and operationStick it in your brain, a mental patientLooking in yo mind, bitch you still cryingOpen up yo head and hit that lineI tap them nerves and it makes you wiggleI kill more brains than Dr. GigglesSo call us up if its urgentDr. Kill Kill, yo fucking brain surgeonDr. Kill Kill, yo fucking brain surgeonDr. Kill Kill, yo fucking brain surgeon
