Poetry - Esham

Heh, see, it's a conspiracy, see ya'll, ya'll killed my man, and now they trying to kill me. They think I can't see that. You think I can't see that? 

I know you heard of me never but I murder forever 
Impatient mental patient without health care 
Detroit street educated straight off the welfare 
Powered milk drinking, suicidal witch doctor known for head shrinking 
The government want me to stop thinking 
Blink and I'm gone, re-appear with the chrome to ya dome 
Busting caps like raps on microphones 
Now if you wanna talk to some crooks 
Come to Detroit and get ya bling took 
I ain't exaggerating, I ain't playa hating 
Three feet of snow and killas still roll Dayton's 
Oh my god, it's crazy 
Think I want a different color mink for everyday of the week 
Homie, don't speak on me 
I'm the one and only gift the Unholy poetry 

Poetry, poetry, poetry, poetry, poetry, poetry 
Oh, the wicked shit, the wicked shit, you bitch 

That's all, that's it, these niggas talking shit 
That's all I needed, one wicked rhyme never repeated 
I'm heated, put acid on Skittles and make you eat it 
And when he come up dead they be like 
"He did it, E did it" 
I gives a fuck, I gives a fuck 
Get buck, get stuck like a chicken get pluck 
These niggas in my city on a nut like what 
Never been to a party didn't get shot up 
Shot, shot, shot up 
Never been to a party didn't get shot up 
Didn't get shot up 

Mental telepathy telling me I need therapy 
I blew my cranium killing brain cells, I'll never be sane 
I'm insane, life in pain, that's what you gain 
When it rain on the unforgiven in the fast lane 
This is ya brain on drugs but if it was ya brain on slugs 
It'd be nothing blood, cause we living in a world that's ran by thugs 
I said we living in a world that's ran by thugs 
And they quick to peel ya, kill ya, still they never fill ya 
Until...you...die, until you die 

Where we all go when we die? 
Where we go when we die? 
Where we all go when we die?

Where we all go when we die? 
Where we go when we die? 
Where we all go when we die?

Where we all go when we die? 
Where we go when we die? 
Where we all go when we die?

Where we all go when we die? 
Where we go when we die? 
Where we all go when we die?
Artist: Esham
Title: Poetry