Ese 40'z - If You Wanna Call

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Artist: Ese 40'z
Song: If You Wanna Call
Album: The Realest
Year: 2011


Lyrics

"If You Wanna Call"

(Song Intro)
"Yeah, Ese 40'z on another one. Bout to drop some lyrics on this song."
"And if making music ain't right, then fuck it... I'd rather be wrong."

(Ese 40'z Verse One)
For reala it ain't all about the scrilla, I ain't a drug deala
though I done that shit, slanging stones of vanilla
can't say I ain't a killa, used to be a blood spilla
I am a pussy drilla, partin furry hair chinchilla
I'm in the lab with a pin, so let em spin I get to writing
wheels turning in my head, and once again I'm taking flight in
my own mind, cuz I'm that kind of mothafucka, get creative
plots and thoughts and schemes are native, ghetto slums originated
project parks and getting faded, disrespect you getting bladed
feel the wrath of the most hated, salty bustas acting shaded
at the zoo "Combatin" roaches, wearing blue we buzz like locusts
mothafuck the hocus-pocus, ain't no magic, I just wrote this
life is hopeless, maybe pointless, smoking roaches cuz I'm jointless
oh so broke I need a forty, here's my camera now record me
capture life and all its essence, whether knife or "Smith & Wessons"
hood conflict filled with aggressions, helped me learn important lessons
ain't no freedom in this time, I'm trapped in hours, minutes, days
lost my past, can't find my future, in this body time decays
I got the magic play on words, flipping nouns with sounds of verbs
kicking frowns and clowns to curbs, burn um down with pounds of herbs
I sit back and I observe, telling um fuck what you just heard
what I said....it ain't absurd, I'm talking shit, that's what occurred
I got that sick vocabulary, flows I rip I...I leave um buried
to the streets, "Oh yes" I'm married, "Swisha Sweets" to commissary
in the jail or in the prison, get my freedom from my vision
of better days without collision, or drunken phased..induced decisions
and my lyrics amplify, these evil spirits can't just die
sometimes I fear I'll cancel my, last chance to live...last chance to try
to make it out my ultra-violet, melancholic crash course pilot
Kamikaze one way ticked, into darkness...soul evicted

(Ese 40'z Chorus)
Well if you wanna call me a product of that ghetto life
then it's all good through my hood, homie it's all right
and if you wanna call me convict, or a high life thug
or just a cholo tatted up, music is my drug
and if you wanna call me "40'z", out that "T-Town" spot
avoiding police..tracks rolling, drop a beat down hot
roll through states, cities, towns...like it ain't no thang
I ditch my weight...can't be held down, so fuck a noose to hang

(Ese 40'z Verse Two)
"Could I save my soul from hell?", my life is hellish...I embellish
jealous thoughts of hoes I relish, sell those plots to those that tell us
life is scandalous pure betrayal, pull the covers..pull the veil
but now exposing all these rumors, spread like cancer through some tumors
ain't no trust...my outlook's fucked, my mind is flush...it's all corrupt
and only few that got my back, not selfish tricks who getting trapped
it's every person for them self, I got my family...got my health
so fuck the life of broken dreams, those dead end plots and empty schemes
thinking back to better days, I wish they didn't have to end
not the person I once knew, not the homie...not the friend
and fuck it...I don't trust nobody, cuz even you became a stranger
at my door, but that's no more...you never put my life in danger
and for that I give respect, although I wept with all the sadness
in that emptiness...I crept, cuz I'm in debt to all my madness
I'm no angel..I'm a devil, cuz only devils break the hearts
well it was nice to meet a devil, who could also have mine torn apart
so we evil full of lies, but though the tragedy a love
and it's that love I cannot hide, when the pushes come to shoves
I'm in the dark..without you lady, fuck this world it's all too shady
ain't no happiness to aid me, I'll miss yo ass until I'm eighty
"Will I make it? Know I'll make it. Know you'll make it through the struggle."
our shit is bond..you cannot break it, in this world of fucking trouble
sometimes you gotta move it on, and if we never chill again
twenty-thirty years and on, I'll remember you and crack a grin
for the moments and the times, when we was tighter than some gloves
always young remember us, when the pushes come to shoves

(Ese 40'z Chorus)

(The rest of the lyrics are on the song's video...there were too many lyrics to fit
into the description... Sorry)