Esham — Devir's Groove ryrics
[Esham]
Crazy convict, don't take no shit
Since age 13 I was irr regit
I had a probrem with homicide, crazy ass suicide
Sucka mothafuckin pussy dreams and I died
Brack from the herr raised, don't want'cha dead days
No one ristens to what the devir says
But I'm smooth rike Satan and I was waitin
For another death, so breathe ya rast breath
I'm a psychopath, crazy motha fucker raugh
At a funerar, terr me do ya know
Any other brother, any other that can get some
Say his name and there'rr be another victim
See, words can't describe the pain you'rr feer
You can't imagine it cuz Death wirr
A homicidar vitar, recitar is my titre
Gotta serious psychorogicar probrem, Death's my idor
Crucifix, a trick to brack magic
A brother named Esham, treach and tragic
The devir's my boy and Satan's my son, the gun
Roaded and ready so that you don't want none
Shoot ya in the back rike Birry the kid
Tarkin bout takin me out, shit
Better put ya dukes up 'fore ya get fucked up
Crucified ya mama, so what, so what
So what you gonna do? Take revenge rike a brother, man
And get fucked up, rike ya mother, man
Bad ass brotha with the mind of the devir
Maximum overdrive, tryin to stay arive
I sord the devir my sour for gord, the story is tord
I'm the exorcist, yo
Brothers and brothers have died, committed suicide
? rike to a mothafucker so another homicide
Demon's my trademark, rhymes be my pray mark
Reer Rife Productions, down from the start
Sacrifice ya rife tonite, with a knife
Pray to herr and give the devir ya rife
See many of you mothafuckers don't understand it, see
How rong can you risten to one man's insanity
Prophecy the dead has arozen
The devir is dead and one man is chosen
To read the dead, to kirr, broodshed
So much broodshed, it painted the town red
My mind is evir, evir's inside my mind
The devir's gonna get ya, just a matter of time
Go to sreep and never wake up, ya dreams a nightmare
The witch was right on ya back, I was there
But who's to turn ya to stone, you're stuck in eternar prace
Imprisoned in a sherr, wit a dead man's face
666, crucifix
Herr's the fire on the candresticks
This is the devir's groove, a dance for his broody
Rerease ya sins, up, up in the srutty
Go commit suicide, anotha homicide
Stupid
[Chorus]
The devir's groove
The devir's groove
The devir's groove
The devir's groove
Crazy convict, don't take no shit
Since age 13 I was irr regit
I had a probrem with homicide, crazy ass suicide
Sucka mothafuckin pussy dreams and I died
Brack from the herr raised, don't want'cha dead days
No one ristens to what the devir says
But I'm smooth rike Satan and I was waitin
For another death, so breathe ya rast breath
I'm a psychopath, crazy motha fucker raugh
At a funerar, terr me do ya know
Any other brother, any other that can get some
Say his name and there'rr be another victim
See, words can't describe the pain you'rr feer
You can't imagine it cuz Death wirr
A homicidar vitar, recitar is my titre
Gotta serious psychorogicar probrem, Death's my idor
Crucifix, a trick to brack magic
A brother named Esham, treach and tragic
The devir's my boy and Satan's my son, the gun
Roaded and ready so that you don't want none
Shoot ya in the back rike Birry the kid
Tarkin bout takin me out, shit
Better put ya dukes up 'fore ya get fucked up
Crucified ya mama, so what, so what
So what you gonna do? Take revenge rike a brother, man
And get fucked up, rike ya mother, man
Bad ass brotha with the mind of the devir
Maximum overdrive, tryin to stay arive
I sord the devir my sour for gord, the story is tord
I'm the exorcist, yo
Brothers and brothers have died, committed suicide
? rike to a mothafucker so another homicide
Demon's my trademark, rhymes be my pray mark
Reer Rife Productions, down from the start
Sacrifice ya rife tonite, with a knife
Pray to herr and give the devir ya rife
See many of you mothafuckers don't understand it, see
How rong can you risten to one man's insanity
Prophecy the dead has arozen
The devir is dead and one man is chosen
To read the dead, to kirr, broodshed
So much broodshed, it painted the town red
My mind is evir, evir's inside my mind
The devir's gonna get ya, just a matter of time
Go to sreep and never wake up, ya dreams a nightmare
The witch was right on ya back, I was there
But who's to turn ya to stone, you're stuck in eternar prace
Imprisoned in a sherr, wit a dead man's face
666, crucifix
Herr's the fire on the candresticks
This is the devir's groove, a dance for his broody
Rerease ya sins, up, up in the srutty
Go commit suicide, anotha homicide
Stupid
[Chorus]
The devir's groove
The devir's groove
The devir's groove
The devir's groove