E-mail by Esham
E-Mail lyrics
(Esham Talking)
Verse 1: Esham
Im a Detroit Playa like Biggie Smalls said,
So I never rolls on no tread thats bald head,
And that car you riding in, I know you loves Black,
Im from Detroit baby, I been test drove back,
And plus you dirty rat, you need a chineese slap,
You say you wanta battle me, but you can't rap
In the new millenium, I hope you all adapt,
Cause some of those styles yall choose is whack,
(Chrous)
Babby,D-E-T-R-O-I-T,
3-1-3 (x4)
(Notorious B.I.G. Sample after chrous) "My Deroit Playas"
Verse 2: T.N.T.
From the East side of town is where you find T.N.T.,
With the smoke in my hand, and the fifth of Remy,
Back 7 M.I.L.E., West to East (Westside)
Hit gratiot,
Swerving,
100 spokes,
Hataz wanta me to crash it,
Plus I pack the plastic,
The situation drastic,
packin all digital
the situations critical
still political
still poetical... yea
(Chorous x4)
Verse 3: Esham
You say you wanta get your gamble on,
get your ride on,Get your bang on,
Slang on,Get your trick on,
And get Gone in the Wind like Ghandie,
Out hunting for a fine little mommy,
Might see "E" on 7 M.I.L.E.,
Manhattan N-Y-C, East Coast,
To Cali,
I be running through this bitch like Barry Sanders,
Detroit underground commander,
Say you bust something,
Disscus someting,
Smoke a little crush something,
Plus ride a little plus on em,
bust somethin, discuss somethin
smoke a little crush somethin,
plus ride a little plus somethin...........
(Chrous x4)
Song Fades
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