Esham

Esham - Brick lyrics

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Think quick, hit me with a brick, lickety split 

The quicker he flip, the quicker the whip 

The turbochip, twenty-four inch dipped 

glock on the hip in the kitchen with the magican watchin him mix 

I don't give a fuck, somebody pull up in a cement truck 

and get some bricks on my lawn, like you diggin it up 

its been a droute, no doubt, trying to find a new paper route 

Brick-layin like a mason out there, what you about? 

Grinder, baller, hustler, servin customers 

Money get a hoe-hitter, have him lovin us 

From elbows got bank rolls 

And all the freshest clothes and all the coke-head stank hoes 





I was born in a dope spot, holdin rocks 

Foldin knots, baking soda, bubble hot water and pots 

Learnin watch for the cops, twenty off every hundred, five-hundred is tops 

But my story's untold, cause it's so out cold 

Did all of this shit when I was very young 

Learned to pack a gun in my early days 

And the only thing on my mind was getting paid 

Twenty-four/seven sittin in a spot with a mac eleven 

Sniff, blow your brains out real quickly 

The old people say you can go to jail for that 

I got a scale for that, plus a sale for that 





Hit me with a brick of that flakey shit 

That jump back quick from one-two-five to one-five-six 

I'm helluva on the mix 

The fiends need a fix 

Don't talk no shit 

Just hit me with a brick 

Thats if your holding 

big figure folding 

i'm rollin like Nolan 

Boomin' like Newman in the fast lane zoomin 

I need a new plug cuss mine just blew, man.
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Language: English

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