Lirik Lagu God - Esham
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We wanna ride, we rideWanna get high, we get highWe wanna touch the skyLike angels we can flyWe wanna piece of the pieGet the money before we dieWe wanna la-de-da, la-de-da
It's all about the Benjamin's, the Thomas Jefferson'sGetting ya shine on in Detroit on JeffersonAmen to my chrome wheels and my chrome skillsI grew up off flexing, money interceptingNever stepping without the weaponDisconnected with no papers, niggas eject itWatch me wreck shit with this style I've perfectedCarry a concealed Tech, shit for the next bitchOn the ego-trip or some God complex it'sThe U-N-H-O-L-Y, murder lullabyYelling out die, die, die, dieMy, my, my, myOh my, oh GodTell me why the wicked shit hits so hard?First of all we ball like Sammy SosaAnd keeps the toasta in case I gotta roast yaI'm thinking suicidal, so don't step close to meI'm from Detroit and dead's what I'm supposed to beDead's what I'm supposed to be...
We wanna ride, we rideWanna get high, we get highWe wanna touch the skyLike angels we can flyWe wanna piece of the pieGet the money before we dieWe wanna la-de-da, la-de-da
I'm finna bust, so call me a MausburgFuck what you heard, all I see is crow birdsFlowing "Word After Word", dropping shit like a turdWatch my energy surge, with the cannon, murders occuredI'm rolling, still holding my nuts, controlling what I callA super high skydive, balla freefallIn the water with piranhas, suicidal NirvanaI hydroplane and walk on water, marijuanaEcstasy hexing me, next to me, sexing meBitches on my dick so much I need a vasectomyScientifically analyzed my style dissecting meSituations like this make me grab the Tek and squeezeIt's all about respecting these nuts I holdOr I'll watch ya body turn cold with ya soulOut this atmosphere, out this hemisphereOut this stratosphere, out everywhere
We wanna ride, we rideWanna get high, we get highWe wanna touch the skyLike angels we can flyWe wanna piece of the pieGet the money before we dieWe wanna la-de-da, la-de-da
It's all about the Benjamin's, the Thomas Jefferson'sGetting ya shine on in Detroit on JeffersonAmen to my chrome wheels and my chrome skillsI grew up off flexing, money interceptingNever stepping without the weaponDisconnected with no papers, niggas eject itWatch me wreck shit with this style I've perfectedCarry a concealed Tech, shit for the next bitchOn the ego-trip or some God complex it'sThe U-N-H-O-L-Y, murder lullabyYelling out die, die, die, dieMy, my, my, myOh my, oh GodTell me why the wicked shit hits so hard?First of all we ball like Sammy SosaAnd keeps the toasta in case I gotta roast yaI'm thinking suicidal, so don't step close to meI'm from Detroit and dead's what I'm supposed to beDead's what I'm supposed to be...
We wanna ride, we rideWanna get high, we get highWe wanna touch the skyLike angels we can flyWe wanna piece of the pieGet the money before we dieWe wanna la-de-da, la-de-da
I'm finna bust, so call me a MausburgFuck what you heard, all I see is crow birdsFlowing "Word After Word", dropping shit like a turdWatch my energy surge, with the cannon, murders occuredI'm rolling, still holding my nuts, controlling what I callA super high skydive, balla freefallIn the water with piranhas, suicidal NirvanaI hydroplane and walk on water, marijuanaEcstasy hexing me, next to me, sexing meBitches on my dick so much I need a vasectomyScientifically analyzed my style dissecting meSituations like this make me grab the Tek and squeezeIt's all about respecting these nuts I holdOr I'll watch ya body turn cold with ya soulOut this atmosphere, out this hemisphereOut this stratosphere, out everywhere
We wanna ride, we rideWanna get high, we get highWe wanna touch the skyLike angels we can flyWe wanna piece of the pieGet the money before we dieWe wanna la-de-da, la-de-da
