Esham - No More Mr. Nice Guy lyrics

[Esham talking] b**h a** n***az don't wanna respect Got em in check No more Mr. nice guy, yo no more Mr. nice guy [Esham] 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 n***a 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 n***az don't understand I'm being followed by black crows and when it rains I wanna k** 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 n***a outta control I bust a cap in the middle of the night And hit your pitbull by mistake Hoe a** n***a 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 b**hes right now No more Mr. nice guy No Mr. nice guy I was saying cause you b**hes 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 hoe I taught ya, and torture, I'm a menace in my sentence I'll never be on my knees, beggin for repentance You n***az 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 s**m and I'm the semen Don't play me like a s**er cause I'll k** you muthaf**a Chickenhead k**a Clockin the dolla billas In Detroit every n***a and every b**h is turned out Every block you bend a corner on sh** 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 [whispering] No more Mr. nice guy I'm wicket in this industry