Dead By Day (Explicit) - Esham
They say I'm gonna be dead by day
From the words I say so hey
If I get a little wicked it's ok
But I gotta get paid f**kin' ay
I'm not bitin' my tongue and I did not stutter
I'm that brotha word to the motherf**ker
And if you don't know me I feel you should know
I add a little rock and roll and clock the dough
I sell my soul to the preacher's church
I ain't with the bullsh*t
You get your preachin' a** hurt
You wanna judge me when I don't judge you
I tell the ho true be nothin'
But the truth soooooo
You want me dead now so go ahead now
But I'd rather be dead
So how you like me now
You can't kill me but I'm bound to die
When the devil gets inside you you wonder why
It ain't a new thang it ain't old seed
The truth is always new but never told see
It's that the devil's the preacher
And God's the president
And hell's the ghetto and I'm a resident
They lockin' up brothers for
Petty crimes and petty theft
The government's the leadin' 'cause of death
Then they tell me that I don't know how to act
When the mayor sells ki's on spillum and mack
God d*mn it ain't no where to go
'Cause they still look at us as niggas and hoes
So yo they got me trapped inside a circle
360 degrees that I don't believe in
F**k that sh*t I wanna backball
And if I gotta sell my soul then I'll do so
Sometimes I care sometimes I won't
But then I can't afford to care so I don't
You may thinks this way so when I say
You better push play 'cause I'll be dead by day
I'm dead fool
How you gonna kill a dead man
I'll be dead by day
They don't care about you or me
The white man tells the black man's history
The K K K looks after me
And up to this day niggas still ain't free
I ain't no racist
Because we all got red blood just different faces
Blacks kill blacks
And whites kill themselves
Either way you look at it we all dyin' young
So f**k it
