That same year he teamed up with Detroit natives TnT and Mastamind and formed the group Natas, whose controversial debut Life After Death has been blamed for the suicide of a Tennessee youth. After another EP released in 1992 entitled Hellter Skkkelter dropped, Esham's most recognized and most controversial album 1993's KKKill the Fetus hit stores. The cover of this album depicted an unborn fetus and the title track was a song explaining why unfit, drug addicted mothers should chose abortion over birth. Esham followed up with Natas' Blaz4me and another solo Closed Casket. This was all a prelude to another controversial release, Doubelievengod. Tracks such as "Pop Pop", "Sunday School", and "Heaven" set an unprecedented mark for evilness in rap music. Esham later released his final album on RLP, Dead Flowerz. This was a transitional period into Esham's new Gothom label. Bruce Wayne/Gothom City introduced the world to the new age Esham. After this release the head nodding, trunk rattling Multikillionaire was released.
After a 2-year break, E hit the scene with the colorful Mail Dominance CD. This CD had everything from slow jams, retrospectives on lost ones, wickedness, to 50's samples. The next release is what many feel was the critically acclaimed WWW.com. In 2001, Esham released what would become his smoothest album, Tongues. Followed by Natas 6th release Godlike. Esham resume of albums includes 10 full albums, 4 EPs, 3 greatest hits compilations, and 6 releases with Natas. Not to mention working with and producing for Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, Ghetto E, Kool Keith, Insane Clown Posse, and the Dayton Family. From 1989 to 2005, Esham has given fans his heavy doses of Reel Life, Heavy Mental music. Esham truly revolutionized Detroit's rap sound and is a local legend.
Eminem has listed Esham as an influence, as he mentions on his debut album, The Slim Shady LP. Esham's next album, A1 Yola, was released April 19th, 2005 by Psychopathic Records. Included with the album was also a DVD with videos to every song, making Esham the first artist to make a music video for every song on an album. Towards the end of 2005 Esham could no longer be a part of Psychopathic Records. His last concert under the label was at the 5th Annual Gathering of the Juggalos. He contributed to the Soopa Villainz project and later left. The split was on bad terms according to acidrap.com. The reason, also according to acidrap.com, was that Psychopathic Records did not allow him to use the name The Unholy,The Black Devil or the group NATAS. Athough bitterness was expressed by both parties directly after the split, Esham and Psychopathic have since publicly apoligized to one another, and stated that any past grievances are water under the bridge.
On June 6, 2006 (6/6/06) Esham released the Judgement Day box set, Rap's first $100 box set, available only through the Natas website. This set includes Judgement Day Vol.1 and 2, the previously unreleased Judgement Day Vol.3 and 4, a new 6 track Esham EP, and a DVD featuring concert footage from '04. Only 1,000 have been produced.
True
Esham Lyrics
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Not like the shit that you smoke that you grew
Straight from Jamaica where the green grass grow
Cop me some Tops and I'm ready to go
Roll me a big fat bat of the true up
Hide my bag while I call the crew up
Blaze my J and take a strong toke
Then (coughs) choke off the true smoke
And as I smoke I say damn that's some good stuff
I can roll a J in 3 seconds flat
At a baseball game I be blazin a bat
In school, I'm cool, smoke a J in the can
No homegrown please just straight up Ghan
Keep a bic in my pocket 'cause I'm ready to flick
Keep the true in my drawls by my balls and my dick
If you try to smoke me you can be straight up lit
I smoke the type of shit you can't fuck with
[chorus]
If you take a strong toke it'll turn your lungs blue
And that fresh smellin True green grass is on you
No tellin how much True I consume
The shit's so potent you'll catch a contact in the next room
When I blaze it's just like smog
Niggaz wake up in the morning and thinks it's early morning fog
I gotta have it, gotta smoke it, gotta have it
I can afford to be blowed 'cause my lifestyle's lavish
True's in the house when I walk in the place
Blaze up a J and blow smoke in ya face
My lifestyle's wild I can never go wrong
And I smoke more True than Cheech & Chong
[chorus]
I gotta get some more True 'cause my bag's gettin low
Jump in the ride headed for the True store
Give me a pound of your best Sensimillia
'cause I come everyday you oughta hook me up a deal
Just then the cops had to raid the place
So I puffed on my J and blew smoke in they face
They put us in cop car, me and my man Jack and Pete
Blazin up True in the backseat
The cop jumped in and he wasn't jokin
He said go to jail or give me that shit you been smokin
I said cool and didn't even think about it
As for the True, never leave home without it
The song "True" by Esham is all about the artist's love for high-quality marijuana. The lyrics describe his passion for "True" - a particular type of marijuana that he finds superior to anything else. He extolls its virtues, saying that it is better than any homegrown and that it is so potent that it can turn your lungs blue. Esham's rapping style is edgy and well-suited to the subject matter, and he uses a lot of slang and colloquialisms to describe his experiences.
In the first verse, he talks about how much he enjoys smoking True, and how he likes to roll it in big fat bats. He also mentions that he can roll a J in three seconds flat, which shows his expertise. In the second verse, Esham talks about how much he smokes True and how it is a part of his lifestyle. He says that he can afford to be blowed because he leads a lavish lifestyle. The third verse talks about a visit to the True store, where he buys a pound of Sensimilla. The song ends with a confrontation with the police, who threaten him with jail time unless he hands over his stash of True.
Overall, the song is a celebration of marijuana culture and the love of a particular type of weed. It is an unapologetic tribute to the pleasures of smoking and the lifestyle that goes with it.
Line by Line Meaning
I'm buzzin, I need some True
I'm high and I need some high-quality marijuana.
Not like the shit that you smoke that you grew
I don't want to smoke the low-quality marijuana that people grow themselves.
Straight from Jamaica where the green grass grow
I want to have marijuana that comes directly from Jamaica.
Cop me some Tops and I'm ready to go
I want to buy some high-quality marijuana and start smoking immediately.
Roll me a big fat bat of the true up
Roll me a large and smooth joint of high-quality marijuana.
Hide my bag while I call the crew up
Let me keep my marijuana hidden while I call my friends to come and smoke with me.
Blaze my J and take a strong toke
Light my joint and inhale deeply.
Then (coughs) choke off the true smoke
I cough because the marijuana is so potent and strong.
But ain't no thang, I'm game to take another puff
I'm willing and excited to take another hit of marijuana.
And as I smoke I say damn that's some good stuff
I am praising the high-quality marijuana as I smoke it.
I can roll a J in 3 seconds flat
I can roll a joint very quickly and efficiently.
At a baseball game I be blazin a bat
I smoke marijuana even at public events like baseball games.
In school, I'm cool, smoke a J in the can
I am able to discreetly smoke marijuana in a bathroom stall at school.
No homegrown please just straight up Ghan
I don't want to smoke low-quality marijuana that is grown at home, I want high-quality marijuana from Ghana.
Keep a bic in my pocket 'cause I'm ready to flick
I always carry a lighter with me so that I can light my marijuana anytime.
Keep the true in my drawls by my balls and my dick
I keep my marijuana hidden in my underwear for safekeeping.
If you try to smoke me you can be straight up lit
If you try to take advantage of me or steal from me, I will respond with aggression.
I smoke the type of shit you can't fuck with
I smoke very strong and high-quality marijuana that is unmatched.
[chorus] If you take a strong toke it'll turn your lungs blue And that fresh smellin True green grass is on you No tellin how much True I consume The shit's so potent you'll catch a contact in the next room
The high-quality marijuana is so strong that even taking one hit can make your lungs hurt, the scent lingers, and even being in the same room can make you high.
When I blaze it's just like smog
When I smoke marijuana it creates a thick smoke, like smog.
Niggaz wake up in the morning and thinks it's early morning fog
Some people who see the marijuana smoke think it is just fog on an early morning.
I gotta have it, gotta smoke it, gotta have it
I am addicted to smoking high-quality marijuana.
I can afford to be blowed 'cause my lifestyle's lavish
I can afford to be high all the time because I live a luxurious lifestyle.
True's in the house when I walk in the place
I always have high-quality marijuana with me no matter where I go.
Blaze up a J and blow smoke in ya face
I smoke marijuana and blow smoke in people's faces as an act of rebellion or defiance.
My lifestyle's wild I can never go wrong
I embrace a wild and reckless lifestyle that is always exciting and leads to bad decisions.
And I smoke more True than Cheech & Chong
I smoke more high-quality marijuana than the famous actors and comedians who were known for their love of marijuana.
I gotta get some more True 'cause my bag's gettin low
I need more high-quality marijuana because I am running out.
Jump in the ride headed for the True store
I am driving to a store where I can buy high-quality marijuana.
Give me a pound of your best Sensimillia
I want to buy one pound of the highest quality marijuana available.
'cause I come everyday you oughta hook me up a deal
Since I am a frequent customer, the store should offer me a discount.
Just then the cops had to raid the place
Suddenly, the police arrived and raided the store.
So I puffed on my J and blew smoke in they face
As an act of rebellion, I smoked marijuana and blew smoke in the face of the police officers.
They put us in cop car, me and my man Jack and Pete
The police arrested me and my friends and put us in a police car.
Blazin up True in the backseat
I am continuing to smoke high-quality marijuana even in the backseat of a police car.
The cop jumped in and he wasn't jokin
The police officer was serious and not joking around.
He said go to jail or give me that shit you been smokin
The police officer gave me a choice: go to jail or give him my marijuana.
I said cool and didn't even think about it
I calmly agreed to give the police officer my marijuana even though it was valuable to me.
As for the True, never leave home without it
I never go anywhere without high-quality marijuana, it is always with me.
Lyrics © DistroKid, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: CLIFFORD SMITH, DANA STINSON
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