Текст песни: Esham - One Day

[Esham talking]

[chorus]
One day I`ma die, mama don`t cry
Ain`t no heaven up in the sky
One day I`ma fade away
And set the world on fire, watch the sky turn grey 2x

I was born to mourn,I guess that`s why I live the life of misery
Forever through eternity
My mama was a junkie, I was born into this world a crack baby
My bottle was brass monkey
I developed a brain tumor,now I consume a half ounce of Rose
I sniff bullets with my snub nose
I grew up on the east side, 7 mile area
I was raised like a pitbull terrier
I developed a criminal behavior
I murdered my first man and knew Jesus Christ wasn`t my savior
Jehovah witness,witnessed me takin care of my business
So I shot him on the front porch
I took their bibles and burned em
I checked their pockets, turned em inside out
Dumped their bodies in the lake with the trout
It all started as a toddler,now I`m a .45 bullet swallower
And mama don`t cry

[chorus]

Somehow it seems,mama calling my name in my dreams
Crackfiends, amphetimenes, what does it really mean
Sometimes it feels like I`m fallin,am I close to death
Gaspin,suffocatin for air,losin my breath
I see visions of doctors and scalpels makin incisions
>From fatal collisions to suicide decisions
Nobody knows my suffering
I bring the pain from my migrane, I swallow 23 bufferins
I was addicted to caine since birth
Crack baby goin crazy, so how much is my life worth
A baby boy that bounces
36 ounces I flip,kilograms I slam from the hip
It`s kinda crazy how I`m livin
But I`m mad on a murder ride nigga I`m suicide driven
I`ve arisen from a dead state-of-mind to find I was blind,too late
Mama don`t cry

[chorus]

If I could start all over I would
But I can`t,if I could,then my heart might have been good
I guess I lost all my time when I lost my mind
It makes me sad to hear mama cryin
So many dyin
I never stopped to think what I put you through
Much love,I thought you hated me,mama I never knew
I guess I walked the wrong path
In the aftermath,many demons screamin my name
You don`t know the half
I was dead a long time ago
Never ressurected,once the .45 shell connected
With my dome,I saw my misery crack a smile
So put my dead body in the pile
And wait a while till you come to the cemetary
Cuz you might see my tombstone burnin cuz it`s necessary
Pine box, my body rots with the best of em
Mama I`m dead like the rest of em
Mama don`t cry

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[Esham talking]

[chorus]
One day I`ma die, mama don`t cry
Ain`t no heaven up in the sky
One day I`ma fade away
And set the world on fire, watch the sky turn grey 2x

I was born to mourn,I guess that`s why I live the life of misery
Forever through eternity
My mama was a junkie, I was born into this world a crack baby
My bottle was brass monkey
I developed a brain tumor,now I consume a half ounce of Rose
I sniff bullets with my snub nose
I grew up on the east side, 7 mile area
I was raised like a pitbull terrier
I developed a criminal behavior
I murdered my first man and knew Jesus Christ wasn`t my savior
Jehovah witness,witnessed me takin care of my business
So I shot him on the front porch
I took their bibles and burned em
I checked their pockets, turned em inside out
Dumped their bodies in the lake with the trout
It all started as a toddler,now I`m a .45 bullet swallower
And mama don`t cry

[chorus]

Somehow it seems,mama calling my name in my dreams
Crackfiends, amphetimenes, what does it really mean
Sometimes it feels like I`m fallin,am I close to death
Gaspin,suffocatin for air,losin my breath
I see visions of doctors and scalpels makin incisions
>From fatal collisions to suicide decisions
Nobody knows my suffering
I bring the pain from my migrane, I swallow 23 bufferins
I was addicted to caine since birth
Crack baby goin crazy, so how much is my life worth
A baby boy that bounces
36 ounces I flip,kilograms I slam from the hip
It`s kinda crazy how I`m livin
But I`m mad on a murder ride nigga I`m suicide driven
I`ve arisen from a dead state-of-mind to find I was blind,too late
Mama don`t cry

[chorus]

If I could start all over I would
But I can`t,if I could,then my heart might have been good
I guess I lost all my time when I lost my mind
It makes me sad to hear mama cryin
So many dyin
I never stopped to think what I put you through
Much love,I thought you hated me,mama I never knew
I guess I walked the wrong path
In the aftermath,many demons screamin my name
You don`t know the half
I was dead a long time ago
Never ressurected,once the .45 shell connected
With my dome,I saw my misery crack a smile
So put my dead body in the pile
And wait a while till you come to the cemetary
Cuz you might see my tombstone burnin cuz it`s necessary
Pine box, my body rots with the best of em
Mama I`m dead like the rest of em
Mama don`t cry

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