[Esham One day I'ma die, don't cry Ain't no up in the sky One day I'ma fade And set the world on fire, watch the sky grey 2x I was born to mourn,I guess that's why I live the of misery Forever eternity My mama was a junkie, I was born into this a crack baby My bottle was brass I developed a tumor,now I consume a half ounce of Rose I bullets with my snub nose I grew up on the side, 7 mile area I was raised like a pitbull I a criminal behavior I murdered my first man and Jesus Christ wasn't my savior Jehovah witness,witnessed me care of my business So I him on the front porch I their bibles and burned em I their pockets, turned em inside out Dumped their bodies in the with the trout It all as a toddler,now I'm a .45 bullet swallower And don't cry Somehow it seems,mama calling my name in my Crackfiends, amphetimenes, what does it really Sometimes it like I'm fallin,am I close to death Gaspin,suffocatin for air,losin my I see of doctors and scalpels makin incisions From fatal collisions to suicidal Nobody knows my I bring the pain from my migrane, I swallow 23 I was addicted to caine birth Crack baby crazy, so how much is my life worth A baby boy that 36 I flip,kilograms I slam from the hip It's kinda crazy how I'm But I'm mad on a murder ride nigga I'm suicide I've arisen from a dead state-of-mind to find I was blind,too don't cry If I start all over I would But I can't,if I could,then my might have been good I guess I lost all my time when I lost my It makes me sad to hear cryin So many I never stopped to think I put you through Much love,I thought you me,mama see I never knew I guess I walked the path In the aftermath,many screamin my name You don't the half I was a long time ago Never ressurected,once the .45 shell With my dome,I saw my crack a smile So put my dead in the pile And wait a while till you come to the 'cause you might see my burnin 'cause it's necessary box, my body rots with the best of em Mama I'm dead like the of em Mama cry