God Lyrics - Tongues - Esham

(Chorus) 

We wanna ride, we ride 

Wanna get high, we get high 

We wanna touch the sky 

Like angels we can fly 

We wanna piece of the pie 

Get the money before we die 

We wanna la-de-da, la-de-da 

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[Esham] 

It's all about the Benjamin's, the Thomas Jefferson's 

Gettin' ya shine on in Detroit on Jefferson 

Amen to my chrome wheels and my chrome skills 

I grew up off flexin', money interceptin' 

Never steppin' without the weapon 

Disconnected with no papers, niggaz eject it 

Watch me wreck shit wit' this style I've perfected 

Carry a concealed Tech, shit for the next bitch 

On the ego-trip or some God complex it's 

The U-N-H-O-L-Y, murder lullaby 

Yellin' out die, die, die, die 

My, my, my, my 

Oh my, oh God 

Tell me why the wicked shit hits so hard 

First of all we ball like Sammy Sosa 

And keeps the toasta in case I gotta roast ya 

I'm thinkin' suicidal, so don't step close to me 

I'm from Detroit and dead's what I'm supposed to be 

Dead's what I'm supposed to be... 

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(Chorus) 

I'm finna bust, so call me a Mausburg 

Fuck whatchu heard all I see is crow birds 

Flowin' 'Word After Word', droppin' shit like a turd 

Watch my energy surge, wit' the cannon, murders occured 

I'm rollin', still holdin' my nuts, controllin' what I call 

A super-high skydive, balla freefall 

In the water wit' piranhas, suicidal Nirvana 

I hydroplane and walk on water, marijuana 

Ecstasy hexin' me, next to me, sexin' me 

Bitches on my dick so much I need a vasectomy 

Scientifically analyzed my style dissectin' me 

Situations like this make me grab the Tek and squeeze 

It's all about respectin these nuts I hold 

Or I'll watch ya body turn cold with ya soul, 

Out this atmosphere, out this hemisphere 

Out this stratosphere, out everywhere 

(Chorus)