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$cribble - esham lyrics

[verse]
for all y’all n*ggas want me go to h*ll, you go to h*ll first
for all y’all n*ggas wanna murder me, i’m bustin’ sh*lls first
i be your funeral director, uber your he*rs*
spit one wicked rhyme about you, a wicked curse
then you notice me, dog, in reverse
[?] hard like
suicide dogs on the web squad like
hands up, bands up
got slugs for them k!llers when they ran up
esham’s dope, ho
hands still low*la for the po*po
what up doe, yo, you can’t nibble my scribble
get you a bib for all of your dribble
still comin’ down kinda crooked like a cripple
do the fred sanford, i’m gone off ripple
you big dummy, you big dummy
don’t make a move, i got the [?] on me
i’m blam blammin’, i’m blam blammin’
comin’ through the door like yosemite sam and
i make the bacon, roast the pig a ham sammich
the detroit way, i came to do damage
blood, sweat, and tears, throughout the years
still rockin’ it for those that ain’t here

- esham lyrics

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