Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song What Did I Do Wrong , by - Esham. Song from the album Dead Flowerz, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 17.09.2008
Record label: Aknu Media
Song language: English
What Did I Do Wrong |
| My momma was a dope fiend but what I mean |
| She was mannic depressed, like the Supremes |
| And all my tears wiped with a cleanex |
| I’m on the scene and I drop dead like River Phoenix |
| A life I can’t handle, so I drink Jack Daniels |
| Straight, I bought me a 38 with one shiny silver bullet |
| For the werewolf in me I don’t pretend to be |
| I’m fucked up off life |
| I walk around with a bloody butcher knife |
| I wanna kill myself, but first |
| I think about what’s worse |
| I vision my body take a ride in a hearse |
| And somebody, anybody, but nobody hears |
| Buried alived, pine box, and my deepest fears |
| I been doin’dope since I was 13 |
| But when I close my eyes unconciously I scream |
| (CHROUS) |
| Overdose scare again, I’m doin’heroin |
| So been suckin’my leg like Nancy Kerragan |
| Heroin addict like Kurt Cobain |
| Needle’s in your dick, 'cause your arms outta veins |
| The system raped me, society hates me The man in the mirror is scared to face me My only friend is me, but how can I pretend to be My friend, I’m public enemy |
| A number one, son of a shotgun |
| So when I blasphamy, I bust a brain cell |
| Dead cells make me faint |
| But I can’t faint no more I don’t dream and never sleep walk |
| Uncut dope make me comotose |
| Growin’up with the scandalous from here to Los Angeles |
| What does it mean, infetamine, niggaz so envy they green |
| As I watch the fiends fiend, my mind screams |
| Your body’s cold you feel numb from your addiction |
| Just say no’s a contradiction |
| It seems like the whole world’s high |
| And I’m tryin’not to fry, brain cells passin’time until I die |
| Suicide contemplated everything’s drug related |
| I wish when my father got erect he woulda masturbated |
| Sperm concentrated now they sell it at the bank |
| What has life come to? |
| Tell me whatta you think? |
| Crack babies be born like everyday |
| I sucker born every minute right around my way |
| What a rush when you’re brain bust |
| All your shit got flushed down the toilet stew |
| What a fool |
| Who gives a fuck if you self-destruct |
| All you hoes and dreams 'cause you just a fiend |
| And this world ain’t big enough for the both of us Who can I trust with one slug down the bust? |
| And say |