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Esham - Crash & Burn lyrics
[Talking] As I blaze, can't help but think about my little nephew My young nigga, Joe Roc, and all the little niggaz Walkin' the bloody trail, followin' the footsteps of this hell We call America Young niggaz stay strapped 'Cuz ain't nothin' out here but haters And snakes, and sinners, and fuckin' perpetrators Young niggaz stay strapped 'Cuz ain't nothin' out here but fire And niggaz will kill ya ass quicker than Michael Myers Young niggaz stay strapped 'Cuz ain't nothin' out here but hustlas Drugs smugglas, and Reel Life ghetto strugglas Young niggaz stay strapped 'Cuz ain't nothin' out here but evil People seekin' 'Redrum' wit' they body leakin' Young niggaz stay strapped 'Cuz ain't nothin' out here but money Win or lose fritos up in Detroit casinos Young niggaz stay strapped 'Cuz ain't nothin' out here but pressure And niggaz be on the grind like the lookin' for buried treasure Young niggaz stay strapped 'Cuz ain't nothin' out here but snake bitches All about they things, don't give a fuck about no niggaz Young niggaz stay strapped Even wit' a baby, the mental stress alone will drive your ass crazy Young niggaz stay strapped Gotta keep your head together and open up your eyes or be out cold forever Young niggaz stay strapped Never bribe to the crime, they can't trace the styles, too hard of a design Young niggaz stay strapped Diabolical, biological, DNA, they match ya hair follicle Young niggaz stay strapped Police trouble you, CCW, don't be slippin' in the bubble 'cuz ya brain's numb Young niggaz stay strapped Warfare be mental and if you get cooked it ain't coincidental Young niggaz stay strapped 'Till ya getcha play off, offence might blitz so you keep ya sawed-off Young niggaz stay strapped Trapped up so you don't get wrapped up in a body bag, fresh ink on ya toe-tag Young niggaz stay strapped Through all four seasons, blood money be the reason niggaz triggas be squeezin' Young niggaz stay strapped For protection in ya section, I be flexin' a slug and brain connection Young niggaz stay strapped For the robbas, and the jackas, and the sneak attackas, ambushes out the bushes Young niggaz stay strapped When you gotcha top dropped, gotta keep the glock cocked No safety, ready to rock (Ready to rock, stay strapped up) [4x] As I fall, I twist and turn I fly through the sky, I crash and burn [4x] Young niggaz stay strapped 'Cuz ain't nothin' out here but preachers Crazy kids in the classrooms gunnin' down the teachers Young niggaz stay strapped When you gettin' high, never wonder why people die, killas murder without an alibi Young niggaz stay strapped Witcha ammunition 'cuz you just might be on another mission Young niggaz stay strapped Ricochet, bullets stray, you might die one day from the evil gun play Young niggaz stay strapped 'Cuz that's my slogan, when I'm rollin' and controllin', still pistol holdin' Young niggaz stay strapped If you wanna stay alive keep a .45 tucked in ya drawers by ya side Young niggaz stay strapped Drugs, cocaine, insane, bullet to the brain, no pain no gain Young niggaz stay strapped Even when you in the rain, 'Fuck Da Fame', just come and take aim When the cannons start bustin' all they seen was flames Young niggaz stay strapped When the cannons start bustin' all they seen was flames When the cannons start bustin' all they seen was flames |
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