Esham
Lonely Ruthless
I run up on yo' Granny, snatch her purse and then shoot her
I needs the motherfuckin' money for a brew and some buddah
I said fuck the police, because they murdered my brotha
See Daddy was a dope fiend all I had was my Motha
Growin' up as a kid, they said my life wouldn't last
N***as shot up my car, and I shot back at they ass
Never labeled a sucka, just a poor mothafucka
So when you be pickin' your cash up, I be stickin' yo ass up

(Now what you gonna do, when the Dice has come to, kill you?
Not a fuckin' thang...
What you gonna do when the Dice has come to kill you?
Brrrr ba ba ba a paaaa)

Not a fuckin' thing 'cause me don't be fuckin' round
See me go rob a bank, ?They fuck 'em? then we buck 'em down
I walk through the joint with me pants all saggin'
And my Mossberg draggin'...
So what's up? Me kill cops... ???
I'm the lonely lonely lonely ruthless n***a...
Lonely lonely lonely ruthless n***a...

Now I'm back on the block, with the brew and a Glock
I do my dirt every minute so I'm checkin' the clock
Now we're runnin' this bitch, and I'm up to no good
I grabbed my Glock and started stickin' n***as up in my hood
Who used to beat me with bricks, cracked my head 'til it split
I jacked a n***a for a cake and then my gun went, 'booyah click!'
See Daddy used to chock me with a chain and a cord
I put my pistol to his head as I cried for the lord, I said
"I do my dirt all by my lonely, so don't you walk up on me, 'cause
N***a you don't know me" (You don't know me)
"So you better keep to steppin', or you will be a victim of 187"
La La La Laaaaaaa
Well my time is still runnin', so I gots to be brief
I'm wanted dead or alive and plus I'm labeled a thief
Whoever thought that I'd be doin' all the shit that I do?
Who gives two fucks about me? Who gives a fuck about you??
I'm just your ruthless motherfucker and I'm takin' no shorts
Puttin' holes in motherfuckers beatin' cases in courts
I reminisce about my n***as that was killed in a drive-by
Me asked myself, "Why did my n***as have to die?"
??? ??? crack of the dawn
And my homies were dead on a lonely Monday morinin'
The only one that really cared for me, lord have mercy
Thats why I ???packs a cali ???
??And me won't stop it plain and simple??
??Me keeps on jaggin'?? 'til the bullet hits my temple
La La La Laaaaa