No More Mr. Nice Guy - Esham

Bitch ass niggas don’t wanna respect

Got em in check

No more Mr. nice guy, yo no more Mr. nice guy

My aggravation for this murder made me write this while I was dreaming

She’s suffocating cause I hurt her she was frightened she was screamin

I was dreaming when I wrote this so don’t quote me or you’ll see me

I’m that nigga in your nightmare put a hole up in your beanie

I’m Esham, the devil, and God can’t save me

You better believe in this blasphemy

These might be the last words you here from me

Oh no, I’ve fallen

The demons are callin

I see em in my daydreams, man these niggas don’t understand

I’m being followed by black crows and when it rains I wanna kill

Esham’s no Frosted Flake, Unholy is cereal

What’s the deal?

I’m trapped in hell

And Satan told me sold my soul

No forgiveness for the sacrilegious nigga outta control

I bust a cap in the middle of the night

And hit your pitbull by mistake

Ho ass nigga started cryin cause I started barkin at the wake

I be the U-N-H-O-L-Y, and I sing that murder lullabye

And I tellin you bitches right now

No more Mr. nice guy

No Mr. nice guy I was saying cause you bitches think I’m playin

I be smokin so much bud my brains inside my head decayin

I was young and terrible, ain’t no other comparable

The ghost writin, rhyme recitin you unaware ho

I taught ya, and torture, I’m a menace in my sentence

I’ll never be on my knees, beggin for repentance

You niggas just hate me cause you can’t see my power

I be smokin dead flowerz in the midnight hour

I’m Esham, the devil, black devil, the demon

Lucifer released the wicket sperm and I’m the semen

Don’t play me like a sucker cause I’ll kill you muthafucka

Chickenhead killa

Clockin the dolla billas

In Detroit every nigga and every bitch is turned out

Every block you bend a corner on shit is burned out

Nobody likes nobody so we all pack guns

I got a knot in my pocket, all in ones

Man, no more Mr. nice guy

No more Mr. nice guy

I’m wicket in this industry