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Esham

Last Ride To Hell

 

Last Ride To Hell

(album: She Loves Me Not - 2020)


This the last ride to Hell, let me begin
Get in, say hello to my little friend
Nicknamed Errol Flynn, send in like a whirlwind
If you a pimp, I'ma kidnap your girlfriend
If you a dope dealer, I'ma take your dope
Your money, your life, and hang you from a rope
If you a wack rapper and you touch the mic now
You hearing thunder and the lightning getting clapped down

Tell you what you get when you fuck with the wicket
This your last ride to Hell, get your one-way ticket

The first day, when you sold your soul
Your eyes turned black, and your heart got cold
The second day, you act like you didn't know
The reason your records go platinum and gold
The third day word say Mark Zuckerberg
[?] in your Facebook [?]
Hey, I wouldn't advise you to get in this game
'Cause the pain of same is greater than the pain of change
It's the Devil at the end of this road, he waiting on you
Brother, I'm NATAS, they the one put Satan on you
Knocking on Heaven's doors, they closed the gates up on you
'Cause you forsaken, homie, there's no escaping, homie

Tell you what you get when you fuck with the wicket
This your last ride to Hell, get your one-way ticket

If you a pedophile, set you on fire
Hang your burning body from a telephone wire
If you a liar, cut out your tongue
Hit you in the face with the butt of my tongue
You be like "what have I done," but see there's nowhere to run
I'm a public enemy, and my Uzi weighs a ton
Can't get a refund without paying some dues
You can't walk a mile in these bloody shoes
But the ahs and oohses, they kind of new
So you do a drive-by, put the car on cruise
Playing Russian roulette, gotta know the rules
It's either Heaven or Hell, which road you choose?

Tell you what you get when you fuck with the wicket
This your last ride to Hell, get your one-way ticket

Jim James, bitch!
[?]
Jim James, bitch!

done

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