Esham - Migraine Headache (feat. ICP) lyrics

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Esham - Migraine Headache (feat. ICP) lyrics

[Chorus: Violent J] + (Shaggy 2 Dope) Migraine(Hey) (Hey) Migraine(Hey) You Mutha Fuka Migraine(Hey) (Hey) Migraine(Hey) Hey Hey Hey Hey [Esham] I can't go to sleep at night Migraine Headache Just like the exorcist my whole bead shake What I'm tryin to do now is make the dead wake Real life pshcho path and nothin ever said fake I watch blood drip down the walls Take 23 Tylenols and Voices is yellin from down the hall I'm loosin it mental abusin it Ya car crashed while I was crusin it Caise I drop my Mountian Dews in it The radio was blastin I blew a fuse in it The cops signal me to pull over I'm refusin it Try to stop me and this uzi I'm usin it Tor murder I be choosin it bet I be abusin it The whole game I'm bout to re write the ruls in it Its too many fools in it I'm just stuck on schoolin it Crazy coolin it show in you how I'm doin it Panic attack will ruin it Skitzophrenical lunatic [Chorus] [Esham] + (Violent J) Sufferin I need some asprin and some Bufferin I'm comin outta coma of 17 soma Purple gush is the aroma murder deploma but first (I.C.P. b**h and this ain't a verse) heh Push a herst stream up out my funeral 489 V is on the pill I swallow So if you wanna follow me walk the bloody trail f** you if you wanna see my soul heaven but hell Tell ya mom about the drama the wicket a** coma 360 blow ya mind like the suicide bomb So ima strait meditated stay sedated Another to better state it is I stay medicated [Chorus] [Bridge] Please don't cripple me up for the love of god Please don't cripple me up(hey 8 x's) Wicket when we kick it you don't dig it You can pick it but forget it hoe the Wicket sh** is ours chickens in you pick it You ain't with cuz you sick us you can Stick'n lick it prick it f** it s** a dick for hours [Violent J] + (I.C.P.) Pounding pumping bangin thumping Gotta migraine and its a little somthin Is Esham satanic? f** that I am I'm satan b**h tripple 6 goddamn (Black f**in magic witch all out so Shut your mouth rubbing cuz my slip out) Me and shaggy murder bag ladys and f*ggots f**in braggin as we garbagin em for the maggots Its raining theese diamonds and happys my mood I'm like a fat kid eating pizza bout to watch Pay Per View (please don't f** with me now) Not another migraine sometimes the diamonds Fall with are with an acid rain! [Bridge] [Chorus] [I.C.P. Talkin] Real life psychopathic I.C.P. and Esham Supervillans Thats What I'm sayin

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