Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Telling It How It Is, artist - Esham. Album song Boomin' Words from Hell, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 07.06.1988
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Reel Life
Song language: English
Telling It How It Is |
The chosen one with the giving gift |
Of speech to teach and just flow like fluid |
I pray to God to make sho' I can do it |
Niggas spitting venom, jealous talking shit |
But those who oppose can suck my dick |
I’m not in it to win it |
I’m in it to clock duckets |
Jump on the stage, grab my dick and say «Fuck it!» |
My brother named James is a hardcore nigga |
Got the Mini-14 with a squeaky trigger |
We’re coming out hardcore |
Give you what you came for |
We’re just some niggas that opened up Hell’s Doors |
Esham is here and I came to tell you |
My shit’s so dope it’s drug paraphernalia |
I hate to be the one to tell them you ain’t shit |
But if there’s any questions asked I’ll be telling it |
Fuck it I’m running a play like a marathon |
I’ll grab the mic and begin to carry on |
I’m the E to the S to the H to the A to the M |
And I’m him |
So don’t ever try to down me |
My shadow it darkens your doorstep so be warned |
The Devil’s been inside me ever since I was born |
This is your first and last warning |
You better pray to God you’ll be alive in the morning |
I’m cooler than the ice on the ground in the winter |
When I grab that mic I am finna' |
Kick a rhyme in your face |
Back to back with the bass |
Then all the hoes will know Esham’s in the place |
I’m slicker and quicker |
See I don’t drink liquor |
Wine is fine but it’s about that time |
For me to jump up and say my name again |
See I don’t stop rapping 'til the party ends |
All ya’ll silly hoes chasing Trues and Vogues |
But you always see E in new jewels and clothes |
Never thought I would get it |
Now I got it now you want it |
I’m going to use and abuse it |
So I might as well flaunt it |
I’m going to shake my thing |
Bust a rap, don’t sing |
See my name ain’t Elvis but I’m the king |
Not the same old gimmick |
Not the same old game |
If you don’t nod your head then I’m to blame |
But I guess I got to go until the next intro |
But remember Esham’s dope, ho |