A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #

NATAS lyrics : "Scream"

[backround: Esham]
Somebody help me, somebody help me, somebody help me!


[Chorus: Psychopathic Screams]

[Esham]

No one hears my screams
I told you me deepest fears
but I'm still havein bad dreams

it seems, I'm still trapped inside a paradox
weather you care or not
my inferred plays connect the dots

The evil ^!$$% no ^!$$% could eva figure the style
comist the body count and the bodies pile
a hundred miles

and me styles never get worn
the wicket %#@! will never die
no need to mourn

The suckas stay off my dick I'm never friendly
to go to church $#&@ Jesus cause it just aint in me in me
Lord have mercy, damn its the devils day

can i say, wicket ^!$$%s come out and play, and hey
I do it for the suicidalness
and aint no otha ^!$$% suicidal like this, so scream


[Chorus]


[Esham]
Screamin at the top of my lungs
redrum, redrum, murder 1 uh, ^!$$% with the gun uh, acti-tion

rude boy never hesitate to bust
and $#&@ any motha $#&@a who aint down with us
The wicket ^!$$% the ^!$$% with wicket commin with the wicket ness

and ^!$$%s still on my dick for this
A straight suicidal, homicidal, brotha
neva like anotha, take a pillow and smuggle yo motha

Run for cover, hide for shelter
^!$$% i felt cha, and oh yeah helta skelta, the $#&@ the funk
I'm never down

me and my nigs don't $#&@ around, I'm stickily underground
I take yo momma ya daddy and everything you love
and tell yo $$# their aint no heaven up above and just scream


[Chorus]


[Esham]
My %#@!s so inconspicuous
its so ridiculous

^!$$%s lick my style like a dick
But I'm a nut up, cut up, what up, cut they dick off
and sew they butt up, cause they some !@#(

(*##$ get back off my ball sack
cut it loose, my %#@!s triple fact like a goose
and, I know the one to make the %#@! that make you vomit

I live mo life then on tupacs stomach
Check the maggot brain theory
^!$$%s cant get near me to hear me, I'm bustin off like a sawed off

Shotgun, love, I got none
^!$$%s betta run when I @@#! one, the hot one
I still swallow bullets spittin em in yo face

cause I love the way gun powder taste and just scream

[Chorus]

Submit Corrections