Skydive Lyrics - Esham

[Talking] 

You need me to peal ya banana? Rock the bandana? 

Scared to come to Detroit? Runnin', hidin' cracked out 

Witcha momma. While you play witcha baby dolls and 

Pajamas, don't letcha moms getcha brains blew out 

Wit' the cannon. I know you scared. Oh you scared 

You scared. I know you scared. Oh you scared, you 

Scared. Check this out... 

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It's about time you turned this off 

'Cuz I'ma go and get my sawed-off 

And drink some fuckin' Smirnoff 

And blow ya fuckin' head off 

So much blood can't get the red off 

You're better really dead off 

Say the wrong thing can set a war off 

Like Hitler, Adolf 

It's a thin line between showin' love and settin' hate off 

Pushin' powder for power, takin' cream from cowards 

I would hate to not clock every hour 

Something wicked comes this way-off 

So you better pray-off 

For another day, if not you might be shot 

Wit' the AK-off 

Die when the bullets spray off 

Jesus Christ, you begged for ya life twice 

When the mortician embalmed ya body he took ya ice 

In the coffin people often said you looked nice 

Witcha Royal Blue suit on, half ya face gone 

It's time to pay up when the bodies catch the spray up 

Evil that's still in these streets still won't allow me to put the K up 

When the dope don't weigh up, these bitches wanna lay up 

All in the D Spot and get the streets hot 

The narcos roll around here lookin' for the crooks 

The hatas live around here give me dirty looks 

I heard some hatas plottin' wanna kick my door in 

'Cuz I gots more ends then all of ya hoe-ass kins 

Oh no, can't trust nobody, this game is deadly 

And murder's on my mind inside my musical medley 

And I 

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(Chorus) 

Skydive, just to stay alive 

Maximum overdrive, some don't survive 

I need some 'Therapy' but ain't nobody helpin' me 

These bitches think I'm crazy 

I'm fallin', I hear the demons callin' [2x] 

Callin' my name, steady beggin' for change 

Don't blame me for Russian Roulette when you started the game 

Dead men don't sing, ain't no heroes in Hell 

So you walk the bloody trail, either dead or in jail 

I'ma bless you but you should pray for me 

'Cuz I be doin' wicked shit on the daily 

Suicidalist, the suicidal recital 

The U-N-H-O-L-Y be my muthafuckin' title 

Murder rappers and combat so homicidal 

I'm the center of the universe 

I burst worse, I shoot first 

When I do dirt you cursed 

Last ride in the hearse 

The preacher kicked the last verse 

He told everybody gather around 

If ya mind is lost, may your soul be found 

If a bullet took away somebody you really loved 

I see ya blessin's comin' down from the Heavens above 

'Cuz I 

(Chorus)