Lyrics Price on ya head Esham

Price on ya head

* originally on natas multikillionaire

[esham]
Now as I speak the wicket poetry that got you all scared of me
Blasphemy, Im sacrilegious nigga, dont you ever forget this
When I hit the scene, Im the number one murder suspect, suicide
Im yellin out die, die, die, die, you layin down while ya momma cry
Did it ever occur to you, I sold my soul, I will never fold
Niggas aint nuthin but a bunch of hoes, thinkin that dont nobody know
Hey nigga, I want you dead, bloody murder, never restin
I know killas thats adolescent, jet by murder to be desperate
If you aint prepared to die nigga
Dont play the game of death, that Im playin
Cuz the niggas I know is prayin, wit ak in they hayin
Say, I want that nigga dead, three times in the dark, while Im rappin
And before this song is over, watch my demons go cap em

[chorus 4x]
I want that nigga dead, theres a price on ya head

[esham]
You say you want that nigga dead, because you hate his fuckin guts
He always talkin that hole ass shit about you, thinkin you aint got no nuts
Is you ever gonna show that nigga that you aint scared of his ass
Is you down to blast in the broad daylight without your ski mask
It went down, so fuck it fast, you drop the gun out ya hand
You shot a man, he was screamin, he was bloody, so you ran
So now you paranoid, so now you paranoid, so people you avoid
Suicidal, smokin on them dead flowerz, destroy, nigga
You better run for your life, thats all you can do
Cuz I know what they gon say, when they catch up wit you, theyll say

[chorus 4x]

[esham]
See they want me dead so much, these voices in my head wont let me rest
Razor blade inside my mouth, Im carvin nottas in ya chest
Tell your preacher, imma kill em, cuz they aint no way to stop me
You cant hurt me, if you squirt me, I wont die, even if you pop me
Think you wit h-o-l-y, and I sing that murder lullabye
So when another die, dont blame the devil, blame that other guy
We all live on this planet, babies born and seein
So niggas commit suicide as soon as I begin
Unholy, unholy, you dont know me, but you owe me
You soul, nigga roll, go outta control
Cuz if they catch you, they gon stretch you
And I bet you they will let you bite a check
Wit ya mouth through ya asshole

[chorus to fade]