Letras Gluttony - Esham

Gluttony

Look at me, fuck with me\nMoney be stuck to me\nIf you ever, luckily\nSpot the god, what cha see?\nA young G, turning up\nBoomin' words from Hell, burning up\nMy pockets be over stuffed\nBut still I feel I ain’t earned enough\nStill I grind, over time\nOver lord, over lines\nNo this ain’t no Hova rhyme\nIt’s Esham! I’ll blow ya mind\nWith the 9, ill design\nCrime is life and life is crime\nRedrum murder’s how they dying\nLeft somebody’s momma crying\nDeath defying, electrifying\nNever on the stand testifying\nIll soul in KILL mode\nI’ll stretch yo ass out just for trying\nThat dumb shit, you punk bitch\nGreedy glutton crumb shit\nWhy my pockets over stuffed\nAnd no, no, no!\nGluttony!\nGluttony!\nGluttony!\nI wanna chop off ya head, no\nI want you all to be dead, no\nI wanna to stab you thirty-six times\nAnd pain the whole town bloody red, no\nThey tell me you fresh man, no\nI say no, you yes man, no\nI’m professor of this murder\n'Bout to teach some lessons? No\nDo I know who robbed you? No\nDid I hear they shot you? No\nIf there’s money on yo head\nYou dead, I’m the one that popped you\nNo, no, no, no, I’m not greedy\nI guess I’m not gonna kill you\nDon’t take that work if you can’t pay\nGluttony!\nGluttony!\nGluttony!\nI wanna kill you instead\nI don’t want your pussy, I just want your head, no\nYou should be back on your meds\nYou falling asleep you piss in the bed, no\nHe work with the Feds\nI seen him before, the one with the dreads, no\nPlease don’t push me right now, no\n'Cause I’m too close to the edge, no\nThey gon' blow yo lid off, no\nI can’t call that hit off\nNo, no, oh no, what you said\nRight before the, 9 milli spit off\nLook at me, fuck with me\nMoney be stuck to me\nLiving in the lap of luxury\nGluttony!\nGluttony!\nGluttony!\nGluttony!\nGluttony!