Lirik Lagu Mr. Negativity - Esham
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Yo, 313 D-E-TRemember me?The one ya got ya ideas from, oh my GodLook I got a gun, so you better run
Fuck everybody in the industry, I beMr. Negativity sleeping with my uziFuck the five mics you giving meI'll take you on a journey journalist, insane's how I'm living, seeI'm living like a nigga straight out of jailDown on his luck, ain't got no money but I got a gun and some shellsOh hell, might as well pull the triggerOn every snake nigga, when he slitherBitch I ain't happy I flow bitterTake a Louisville bat to ya head, crackBut then again, should I just slit his throat?For sayin my fucking name in that rhyme he wroteShould I kill yo wife and ya childFor trying to assassinate me and my style?Bitch please, hoe pleaseCatch these bullets when I squeezeI shoot
Mr. NegativityNegative, negative, negativeI squeeze
Mr. NegativityNegative, negative, negativeI squeeze
I ain't got shit positive to sayAbout any rapper on the mic todayCause ain't no rap groups out that I knowThat make me wanna listen to the hoe ass radioAll I hear is motherfuckers trying to make a come backWith pop styles or 50 niggas on a trackThat shit is whack, ya need ta be smackedWith the grill of the CadillacSoldiers always trying to bite somethingCause they know deep down they bitch ass can't write nothingNiggas steal ya raps quicker than ya Dana'sSo I'ma start murdering entertainersHole in ya head for being famousEverybody know you stupid, now you really brainlessShameless and nameless, catch these missles when I am this
Mr. NegativityNegative, negative, negativeI squeeze
Mr. NegativityNegative, negative, negativeI squeeze
Everybody and they momma wanna busta fucking rapStep in the ring and get walked on like a doormatFar as the radio goes fuck ya formatCause Detroit city is where we war atI don't giva fuck niggaI squeeze triggas, my gun's biggerI blast them, bucks them, motherfucks themDon't let them hear no omi new shit you can't trust themCause niggas be running out of ideasAnd they'll still steal a nigga's shit stillHow come ya new cd sound just like my last album?Catch the dum dumsAnd come up
Mr. NegativityNegative, negative, negativeI squeeze
Mr. NegativityNegative, negative, negativeI squeeze
Negative, negative negativeNegative, negative, negative
Fuck everybody in the industry, I beMr. Negativity sleeping with my uziFuck the five mics you giving meI'll take you on a journey journalist, insane's how I'm living, seeI'm living like a nigga straight out of jailDown on his luck, ain't got no money but I got a gun and some shellsOh hell, might as well pull the triggerOn every snake nigga, when he slitherBitch I ain't happy I flow bitterTake a Louisville bat to ya head, crackBut then again, should I just slit his throat?For sayin my fucking name in that rhyme he wroteShould I kill yo wife and ya childFor trying to assassinate me and my style?Bitch please, hoe pleaseCatch these bullets when I squeezeI shoot
Mr. NegativityNegative, negative, negativeI squeeze
Mr. NegativityNegative, negative, negativeI squeeze
I ain't got shit positive to sayAbout any rapper on the mic todayCause ain't no rap groups out that I knowThat make me wanna listen to the hoe ass radioAll I hear is motherfuckers trying to make a come backWith pop styles or 50 niggas on a trackThat shit is whack, ya need ta be smackedWith the grill of the CadillacSoldiers always trying to bite somethingCause they know deep down they bitch ass can't write nothingNiggas steal ya raps quicker than ya Dana'sSo I'ma start murdering entertainersHole in ya head for being famousEverybody know you stupid, now you really brainlessShameless and nameless, catch these missles when I am this
Mr. NegativityNegative, negative, negativeI squeeze
Mr. NegativityNegative, negative, negativeI squeeze
Everybody and they momma wanna busta fucking rapStep in the ring and get walked on like a doormatFar as the radio goes fuck ya formatCause Detroit city is where we war atI don't giva fuck niggaI squeeze triggas, my gun's biggerI blast them, bucks them, motherfucks themDon't let them hear no omi new shit you can't trust themCause niggas be running out of ideasAnd they'll still steal a nigga's shit stillHow come ya new cd sound just like my last album?Catch the dum dumsAnd come up
Mr. NegativityNegative, negative, negativeI squeeze
Mr. NegativityNegative, negative, negativeI squeeze
Negative, negative negativeNegative, negative, negative
