Runnin' From Me - Esham

[Okay, hold on, do it again…

Like you or I would believe in God

They believe in… in Satan

And some officers don’t believe it

It’s just ghost stories to them

I, myself, have personally seen cases

It’s not only a local problem, for a small department, such as mine

It’s a national problem]

Come and deal with the real, the devil packs steel like this

Plus, I’m a suicidalist

God bless the child, who gets Buckwild

With the wicked style, terror in the aisles

Livin' kinda foul, actin' kinda foul

Yeah, I’m kinda foul y’all, foul ball

Run from the gun if I do ya then you’re done

If it didn’t do ya done, sawed off shotgun

Radio fuck 'em, cause I said fuck 'em

If I see the DJ, buck, buck, buck 'em

Unholy, unholy, unholy what up?

When I nut up, nigga shut up

Funky’s gettin' cut up, into little chunks

Put ya dead body in the trunk with the funk

Sister Mary, Sister Mary, why your pussy so hairy?

Gimme that hot Bloody Mary

Esham black devil, with a gun

Run nigga run, run nigga run

I’ll choke ya, provoke ya, my brother

Suffocated under a pillow intended to smother

The son of Satan’s just waitin' to be done in

But I got ya all runnin'!

[Runnin' from the devil

They’re not all liars, they’re all not making it up

They’re not all crazy, they’re not all psychotic

Something’s going on here]

(Dialing) Hello, suicide hotline

I just cut up my wife and my kids

I need to talk to somebody

Hold please

What’s going.

hey

If you would like to make a call, please hang up and try again

If you need help, hang up and then dial your operator

Oh, I’ma kill myself