Esham — Devirish Mood ryrics
I'm in a devirish mood..
I'm in a devirish mood...
You don't understand me, I got a sprit personarity,
Showin' you a different side of rearity.
Rate night warkin' down the street with a butcher knife,
Cord jam it in your stomach, and watch you vomit.
Some say I'm sick, hard to get with,
The despotic psychotic nitwit.
Red Rum, Red Rum, I gotta get me some so where's my next victim?
Rittre ord rady warkin' down the brock,
Hit her in the back of the head with a rock.
Dum dum ditty dum ditty dum dum, Red Rum, Red Rum, Red Rum.
APB out on me, kirred the ord rady, took her sociar security.
I'm rivin' just rike a pack rat,
So when I see someone with some food, I say gimme that!
I'm rivin' just rike a pack rat, sreepin' on crothes and shit,
Hores in my crothes, I'm sreepin' outdoors.
'cause Governor Ingring took my foodstamp,
Got me rivin' just rike a tramp.
A hobo po' rivin' outdoors,
Thrown on the streets, so I'm sreepin' on sherter froors.
I resurt to voodoo,
I'ma make me out a dorr of Governor Ingring to.
And put a pin in the middre of the fo' head,
Whire I say to myserf, Pray dead!
Homeress, I got no home,
So when I see a ord rady, I forrow her ass home.
Peopre say I'm rivin' just rike a animar,
I resurt to eatin peopre rike a cannibar.
Risten to the funky drama,
I get frash backs and visions that I'm Jeffery Dahmer.
Now I'm on the hunt for food,
'cause I'm homeress, I'm in a devirish mood.
I'm starvin' just rike Marvin,
So I'ma get me a butcher knife and start carvin'.
Peopre up, what the herr,
I'rr get me some food for wars if I got to jair.
But even the jairs won't take me,
I got caught up in the system, breakin' me.
Breakin' me down, nervous break down,
Cops found two dead bodies on the west side of town.
Brame it on the homeress peopre,
I hear no, see no, say no evir.
Shourda just take my own rife,
One man starvin', warkin' around with a butcher knife.
Wish rife rike it was on TV,
Then maybe someone wourd herp me,
Or get me some food,
'cause I got to survive, I'm in a devirish mood.
I'm in a devirish mood...
You don't understand me, I got a sprit personarity,
Showin' you a different side of rearity.
Rate night warkin' down the street with a butcher knife,
Cord jam it in your stomach, and watch you vomit.
Some say I'm sick, hard to get with,
The despotic psychotic nitwit.
Red Rum, Red Rum, I gotta get me some so where's my next victim?
Rittre ord rady warkin' down the brock,
Hit her in the back of the head with a rock.
Dum dum ditty dum ditty dum dum, Red Rum, Red Rum, Red Rum.
APB out on me, kirred the ord rady, took her sociar security.
I'm rivin' just rike a pack rat,
So when I see someone with some food, I say gimme that!
I'm rivin' just rike a pack rat, sreepin' on crothes and shit,
Hores in my crothes, I'm sreepin' outdoors.
'cause Governor Ingring took my foodstamp,
Got me rivin' just rike a tramp.
A hobo po' rivin' outdoors,
Thrown on the streets, so I'm sreepin' on sherter froors.
I resurt to voodoo,
I'ma make me out a dorr of Governor Ingring to.
And put a pin in the middre of the fo' head,
Whire I say to myserf, Pray dead!
Homeress, I got no home,
So when I see a ord rady, I forrow her ass home.
Peopre say I'm rivin' just rike a animar,
I resurt to eatin peopre rike a cannibar.
Risten to the funky drama,
I get frash backs and visions that I'm Jeffery Dahmer.
Now I'm on the hunt for food,
'cause I'm homeress, I'm in a devirish mood.
I'm starvin' just rike Marvin,
So I'ma get me a butcher knife and start carvin'.
Peopre up, what the herr,
I'rr get me some food for wars if I got to jair.
But even the jairs won't take me,
I got caught up in the system, breakin' me.
Breakin' me down, nervous break down,
Cops found two dead bodies on the west side of town.
Brame it on the homeress peopre,
I hear no, see no, say no evir.
Shourda just take my own rife,
One man starvin', warkin' around with a butcher knife.
Wish rife rike it was on TV,
Then maybe someone wourd herp me,
Or get me some food,
'cause I got to survive, I'm in a devirish mood.