Silicone - Esham

You wanna be dead nigga?

Yeah you, you wanna be dead?

Now how you lie, cause I’ll kill you

Yeah I’ll kill ya

Lord forbid, I do a bid

I never bid on a sucka’s life

And if I did, it’d be a jackknife

I’m out to kill a clone

Niggas be actin' silicone, for tha real it’s on, still it’s on

In my darkest hour, I clock the Glock

Death is certain, life is not

I got 13 ways, less than 7 days

To change my wicked ways before I’m off to an early grave

One more is drug related, another body murdered premeditated

Fallen victim to what I stated

You don’t understand me cause I’m dyslexic

My styles come sick as anorexic

I don’t sing church songs but bust shot guns

At ministers cause I can’t trust none

Break out the skull and bones

Here comes the ill ass nigga with the 3 5 7 chrome

And it goes on in my maggot brain

I remain insane to bring the pain with the migraine

Niggas with breasts I’ll snatch yo' heart out yo chest

And stand like Kano possessed as I finish him

Your silicone leaks, nigga

Nigga, nigga, silicone, nigga

All I hear is your screams

Somebody’s screamin' out my name

I weigh my uzi on a triple beam

Unload my magazine niggas can’t read me

Redrum’s all I hear so you wanna bleed me

I pop niggas like corns, stickin' niggas like thorns

And I yawns at your funeral while your family mourns

I’m not inclined to sympathize in my mind

I’ll be glad when you in a body bag for bed time

You can’t afford this, all aboard this night train

Come and ride the midnight maggot brain

I need some therapy I shot my therapist

See, I be pissed, cause I’m nothin' but a straight suicidalist

Idiotic, my voodoo’s symbotic to a mad man

I’m down to put a slug in an Aryan

And I’m down for whatever, whenever, however

Is clever whether forever or for never

So don’t test one mad motherfucker

If you do, dick sucker, I’mma pop yo silicone

Nigga, silicone

Nigga

My wicked shit is wicked, niggas bite it when I kick it

But I’m sick with this, it’s so ridiculous

I don’t believe in God, so it’s odd

'Cause every time I bust ill shit, niggas screamin' «oh my God!»

I got the G-Lo, I got the G-Lo

And it’s cocked to pop, pop, pop piggity pop pop

And it don’t stop it never did

The wicked shit’ll never die, I have no alibi for murder, shit

I’m contemplatin' suicide 24−7

And like I told your ass before it ain’t no fuckin' heaven

I’m manic depressed, I’m panicked to never confess

I’m the one that put them slugs in my momma chest

Premeditated, murder’s always on my fuckin' mind

Body outlined chalk to walk the flatlines

You wanna know what goes on in my maggot brain

It won’t stop until the whole world feels my pain

Chemical dependencies, suicidal tendency

Mental stress got me beggin' for eternal rest

I must confess to the real, I’m out to kill a clone

I pop titty niggas that’s silicone

Nigga, silicone

Nigga, nigga, silicone