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Esham

Genres: Hip-Hop

Mr. Negetivity Lyrics - Esham

Yo, 313 D-E-T 

Remember me 

The one ya gotcha ideas from, oh my God 

Look I gotta gun, so you better run 

 

Fuck everybody in the industry, I be 

Mr. Negativity sleepin with my uzi 

Fuck the five mics you givin me 

I'll take you on a journey journalist, insane's how I'm livin see 

I'm livin like a nigga straight outta jail 

Down on his luck, ain't got no money but I gotta gun and some shells 

Oh hell, might as well pull the trigga 

On every snake nigga, when he slither 

Bitch I ain't happy I flow bitter 

Take a Louisville bat to ya head, crack 

But then again, should I just slit his throat? 

For sayin my fuckin name in that rhyme he wrote 

Should I kill yo wife and ya child 

For tryin to assassinate me n my style? 

Bitch please, hoe please 

Catch these bullets when I squeeze 

I shoot 

 

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(CHORUS)(2X) 

Mr. Negativity 

Negative, negative, negative 

I squeeze 

 

I ain't got shit positive to say 

About any rapper on the mic today 

Cause ain't no rap groups out that I know 

That make me wanna listen to the hoe ass radio 

All I hear is motherfuckers tryin ta make a comeback 

With pop styles or 50 niggaz on a track 

That shit is wack, ya need ta be smacked 

With the grill of the Cadillac 

Soldiers always tryin ta bite somethin 

Cause they know deep down they bitch ass can't write nothin 

Niggaz steal ya raps quicker than ya Dana's 

So I'mma start murderin entertainers 

Hole in ya head for bein famous 

Everybody know you stupid, now you really brainless 

Shameless and nameless, catch these missles when I am this 

 

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(CHORUS) 

 

Everybody and they momma wanna busta fuckin rap 

Step in the ring and get walked on like a doormat 

Far as the radio goes fuck ya format 

Cause Detroit city is where we war at 

I don't giva fuck nigga 

I squeeze triggas, my gun's bigger 

I blast em, bucks 'em, motherfucks em 

Don't let em hear no omi new shit you can't trust em 

Cause niggaz be runnin outta ideas 

And they'll still steal a niggaz shit still 

How come ya new cd sound just like my last album? 

Catch the dum dums 

And come up 

 

(CHORUS) 

 

Negative, negative negative 

Negative, negative, negative 

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