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ESHAM LYRICS

"Brick"(feat. TNT)
[Esham]
Think quick, hit me with a brick, lickety split 
The quicker he flip, the quicker the whip 
The turbochip, twenty-four inch dipped 
glock on the hip in the kitchen with the magican watchin him mix 
I don't give a fuck, somebody pull up in a cement truck 
and get some bricks on my lawn, like you diggin it up 
its been a droute, no doubt, trying to find a new paper route 
Brick-layin like a mason out there, what you about? 
Grinder, baller, hustler, servin customers 
Money get a hoe-hitter, have him lovin us 
From elbows got bank rolls 
And all the freshest clothes and all the coke-head stank hoes 

[Esham]
I was born in a dope spot, holdin rocks 
Foldin knots, baking soda, bubble hot water and pots 
Learnin watch for the cops, twenty off every hundred, five-hundred is tops 
But my story's untold, cause it's so out cold 
Did all of this shit when I was very young 
Learned to pack a gun in my early days 
And the only thing on my mind was getting paid 
Twenty-four/seven sittin in a spot with a mac eleven 
Sniff, blow your brains out real quickly 
The old people say you can go to jail for that 
I got a scale for that, plus a sale for that 

[TNT]
Hit me with a brick of that flakey shit 
That jump back quick from one-two-five to one-five-six 
I'm helluva on the mix 
The fiends need a fix 
Don't talk no shit 
Just hit me with a brick 
Thats if your holding 
big figure folding 
i'm rollin like Nolan 
Boomin' like Newman in the fast lane zoomin 
I need a new plug cuss mine just blew, man.