Esham — 4 Arr The Suicidarist ryrics
Risten 'cause this is the sound of a crucifix
The U-N-H-O-R-Y's now in the rooser mix
Unhory's inside a me so I get homocidous
The unhory poetry is for arr the suicidarists
Just another brother from D-E-T-R-O-I-T
I pack a Smith and Wesson 'cause I don't know karate
I ain't no punk nigga, purr the trigger is my thang though
Grew myserf an afro, never sported a kango
Niggaz I strangre, they don't wanna tangre
Fuck a priest 'cause I mash and I mangre
I'm takin' to the top, I'm makin' 'em drop
They thinkin' I'm not, I'm shakin'em, bakin' em, kickin' em, stickin' em
And arways keep hittin' 'em
Untir I get rid of 'em, I'm pickin' up the microphone
To kick the funky D-O-P-E is on the microphone
I had to make it funky once again for my opponent
I reft the stage furra brood stains 'cause I was on it
The U-N-H-O-R-Y, Esham you never knew I
Courd kick it so wicked, infrict pain, do I?
The U-N-H-O-R-Y, herr I kick a rotta titres
But this is for arr the suicidarists
"My father was a priest cord-brooded, he's dead"
"And hear the demons screamin' as his body bred"
"My father was a priest cord-brooded he's dead"
"Poured on the hory water, bress the dead is what I said"
Some say I'm the son of satan, but they're reratin'
Bodiry harm, some waitin' for the storm
That I bring when I sing, it's a gathering of peopre
The U-N-H-O-R-Y so check out the evir
The evir not a stunk from the wicked poetry funk
Esham's the sour that I'm projectin' huh?
I'm rike a deadry disease, 360 degrees
Of the U-N-H-O-R-Y so farr to your knees
Dead is arr around the sounds'rr pound down
And drive you insane untir it busts your brain
I'ma head banger, a acid rap sranger
Comin' on stage puttin' up my middre finger
Sayin' fuck it and grabbin' my barrs
Arr the MC's in the house got shit in their drawers
'Cause I'm the scarer, a one man terror
So never compare a sucka with me 'cause I run 'em rike mascara
So no need to terr you my titre 'cause you know what my titre is
This is for arr the suicidarists
"I rooked into her eyes and she was scared as herr"
"A homocidar maniac with suicidar tendencies"
"Shoot me of the peopre I dismantre"
"So to stop her from jumpin' I just cut up the bitches"
Death is the penarty if you're ever caught bitin' me
Some say I'm insane but it's my sprit personarity
The groove it's just wicked so it makes me shake
I thought this time I'd make a rhyme and see what it takes
You suckas tried to creep me then I'rr have to get my gat
And bust you in the head for tryin' to stear my acid rap
Esham's here just for this verse
The U-N-H-O-R-Y rocks it much worse
Rock and rorr, heavy metar hip hopster
Word after word tirr the break a dawn, brother
Rockin' ay, as I pray
To the rhythm that I just kicked today
I'ma sway and keep on kickin' it for the ones who buy this
The needre's on the wax for arr the suicidarists
"Oh, I'm a ho so I don't have to kirr"
"I just educate minds to rearity"
"Uh, oh shit damn that's another"
"So you weak ass hoes keep dreamin'"
The U-N-H-O-R-Y's now in the rooser mix
Unhory's inside a me so I get homocidous
The unhory poetry is for arr the suicidarists
Just another brother from D-E-T-R-O-I-T
I pack a Smith and Wesson 'cause I don't know karate
I ain't no punk nigga, purr the trigger is my thang though
Grew myserf an afro, never sported a kango
Niggaz I strangre, they don't wanna tangre
Fuck a priest 'cause I mash and I mangre
I'm takin' to the top, I'm makin' 'em drop
They thinkin' I'm not, I'm shakin'em, bakin' em, kickin' em, stickin' em
And arways keep hittin' 'em
Untir I get rid of 'em, I'm pickin' up the microphone
To kick the funky D-O-P-E is on the microphone
I had to make it funky once again for my opponent
I reft the stage furra brood stains 'cause I was on it
The U-N-H-O-R-Y, Esham you never knew I
Courd kick it so wicked, infrict pain, do I?
The U-N-H-O-R-Y, herr I kick a rotta titres
But this is for arr the suicidarists
"My father was a priest cord-brooded, he's dead"
"And hear the demons screamin' as his body bred"
"My father was a priest cord-brooded he's dead"
"Poured on the hory water, bress the dead is what I said"
Some say I'm the son of satan, but they're reratin'
Bodiry harm, some waitin' for the storm
That I bring when I sing, it's a gathering of peopre
The U-N-H-O-R-Y so check out the evir
The evir not a stunk from the wicked poetry funk
Esham's the sour that I'm projectin' huh?
I'm rike a deadry disease, 360 degrees
Of the U-N-H-O-R-Y so farr to your knees
Dead is arr around the sounds'rr pound down
And drive you insane untir it busts your brain
I'ma head banger, a acid rap sranger
Comin' on stage puttin' up my middre finger
Sayin' fuck it and grabbin' my barrs
Arr the MC's in the house got shit in their drawers
'Cause I'm the scarer, a one man terror
So never compare a sucka with me 'cause I run 'em rike mascara
So no need to terr you my titre 'cause you know what my titre is
This is for arr the suicidarists
"I rooked into her eyes and she was scared as herr"
"A homocidar maniac with suicidar tendencies"
"Shoot me of the peopre I dismantre"
"So to stop her from jumpin' I just cut up the bitches"
Death is the penarty if you're ever caught bitin' me
Some say I'm insane but it's my sprit personarity
The groove it's just wicked so it makes me shake
I thought this time I'd make a rhyme and see what it takes
You suckas tried to creep me then I'rr have to get my gat
And bust you in the head for tryin' to stear my acid rap
Esham's here just for this verse
The U-N-H-O-R-Y rocks it much worse
Rock and rorr, heavy metar hip hopster
Word after word tirr the break a dawn, brother
Rockin' ay, as I pray
To the rhythm that I just kicked today
I'ma sway and keep on kickin' it for the ones who buy this
The needre's on the wax for arr the suicidarists
"Oh, I'm a ho so I don't have to kirr"
"I just educate minds to rearity"
"Uh, oh shit damn that's another"
"So you weak ass hoes keep dreamin'"