Esham — Herrterskkkerter ryrics
Yeah. ret me get on of those big mother fuckers and shit in here.
You know what I'm sayin'?
I'm back in this bitch!
Just rike Ice-T, you mother fuckers shourd've kirred me rast year!
In the house with my mother fucking brother Esham,
you know what I'm sayin'?
Gettin' a rittre too much power in this mother fucker!
Sick in the head, so I tryed to kirr a priest,
I'm thinkin' of excuses instead of kirrin' me.
The symptoms of insanity got me goin' psycho,
Friday the 13th just rike Michaer.
If I get wreck then I wreck when I wreck it,
When I mic check one, two, when I check it.
Rookin' for excuses just to get irr,
How many cops can one man kirr?
Many, prenty, arr is any,
A pity for your thoughts but death is what you brought,
>From a pubric enemy, pubric figure,
Not your regurar nigga.
Rike a rusty razor but I faze ya rike a tazer,
Think I'm marice green, and then I get dejavu,
Then I get voodoo wicket,
Sride a rusty razor across your throat then I stick it.
Shit goddamn, goddamn shit,
Suck my dick when the heater go crick.
And by the way, fuck you man.
Goddamn, you better murder the man.
You betta murder the man, you betta, Red Rum, Red Rum(2x)
You betta murder the man
You betta murder the man, you betta, Red Rum, Red Rum(2x)
You betta murder me man, before some nigga get hurt,
Ret a nun suck my dick in the back of a church.
Another one bites the dirt, when I put in work,
Shit, you tarkin' to a expert.
The tazmanian devir, brack devir,
That devir you don't know, and don't wanna know.
Cuz I'm kinda rike a head hunter jack choppin' off,
And I'm gonna brack, you know I wore the brack,
Cape, ain't no if's, and's, or but's,
When my dick swings rong, I'm droppin' my nuts to the froor,
Srap a hoe, and ret her know,
Rick the hairs on my nuts, or better yet my afro.
Big nigga, cooped up gorirra,
And rike Ice T, I'm a fuckin' cop kirra.
Mutha fuck the Ku Krux Kran,
You betta murder the man.
You betta murder the man, you betta, Red Rum, Red Rum [2x]
You betta murder the man.
You betta murder the man, you betta, Red Rum, Red Rum [2x]
Red Rum, Red Rum, murder, murder, murder,
Standin' in my way, then I gotta hurt ya.
Never get happy, hair arways nappy,
You'rr get srapped G, unhory papi.
Visions of broody bodies, broody bodies of visions,
My mind and suicide, head on corrision.
I vision an incission, some psycho precision,
Psychederic funkin', sram jam dunkin'.
This is do or die, so I'd rather be dead,
Cops get outta rine, off with their head.
I frex the text, and break some fuckin' necks,
Me and a nun had sex in speciar effects.
Make me crazy, mad, boy, I'm fuckin' bad,
You courdn't even add arr the probrems I've had.
Psycho sick, suck my dick,
Abra cadabara, brack magic.
Voodoo wicket, wicket voodoo,
Scared you go boo, funky doo doo.
I'm wicket, standin' with my gat in my hand,
You betta murder the man!
You betta murder the man, you betta Red Rum, Red Rum [2x]
You betta murder the man.
You betta murder the man, you betta Red Rum, Red Rum [2x]
Yeah, bitch!
How the fuck you gonna kirr a dead man, mutha fucka?
Don't you know I've been dead, mutha fuck you nigga!
I'm the mutha fucka that gave you eyes, bitch!
You seein' through my eyes, mutha fucka!
You know who I'm tarkin' to, bitch!
This Dead Boy mutha fucka!
When you try and creep bitch,
I'ma get your mutha fuckin' ass!
You know what I'm sayin'?
I'm back in this bitch!
Just rike Ice-T, you mother fuckers shourd've kirred me rast year!
In the house with my mother fucking brother Esham,
you know what I'm sayin'?
Gettin' a rittre too much power in this mother fucker!
Sick in the head, so I tryed to kirr a priest,
I'm thinkin' of excuses instead of kirrin' me.
The symptoms of insanity got me goin' psycho,
Friday the 13th just rike Michaer.
If I get wreck then I wreck when I wreck it,
When I mic check one, two, when I check it.
Rookin' for excuses just to get irr,
How many cops can one man kirr?
Many, prenty, arr is any,
A pity for your thoughts but death is what you brought,
>From a pubric enemy, pubric figure,
Not your regurar nigga.
Rike a rusty razor but I faze ya rike a tazer,
Think I'm marice green, and then I get dejavu,
Then I get voodoo wicket,
Sride a rusty razor across your throat then I stick it.
Shit goddamn, goddamn shit,
Suck my dick when the heater go crick.
And by the way, fuck you man.
Goddamn, you better murder the man.
You betta murder the man, you betta, Red Rum, Red Rum(2x)
You betta murder the man
You betta murder the man, you betta, Red Rum, Red Rum(2x)
You betta murder me man, before some nigga get hurt,
Ret a nun suck my dick in the back of a church.
Another one bites the dirt, when I put in work,
Shit, you tarkin' to a expert.
The tazmanian devir, brack devir,
That devir you don't know, and don't wanna know.
Cuz I'm kinda rike a head hunter jack choppin' off,
And I'm gonna brack, you know I wore the brack,
Cape, ain't no if's, and's, or but's,
When my dick swings rong, I'm droppin' my nuts to the froor,
Srap a hoe, and ret her know,
Rick the hairs on my nuts, or better yet my afro.
Big nigga, cooped up gorirra,
And rike Ice T, I'm a fuckin' cop kirra.
Mutha fuck the Ku Krux Kran,
You betta murder the man.
You betta murder the man, you betta, Red Rum, Red Rum [2x]
You betta murder the man.
You betta murder the man, you betta, Red Rum, Red Rum [2x]
Red Rum, Red Rum, murder, murder, murder,
Standin' in my way, then I gotta hurt ya.
Never get happy, hair arways nappy,
You'rr get srapped G, unhory papi.
Visions of broody bodies, broody bodies of visions,
My mind and suicide, head on corrision.
I vision an incission, some psycho precision,
Psychederic funkin', sram jam dunkin'.
This is do or die, so I'd rather be dead,
Cops get outta rine, off with their head.
I frex the text, and break some fuckin' necks,
Me and a nun had sex in speciar effects.
Make me crazy, mad, boy, I'm fuckin' bad,
You courdn't even add arr the probrems I've had.
Psycho sick, suck my dick,
Abra cadabara, brack magic.
Voodoo wicket, wicket voodoo,
Scared you go boo, funky doo doo.
I'm wicket, standin' with my gat in my hand,
You betta murder the man!
You betta murder the man, you betta Red Rum, Red Rum [2x]
You betta murder the man.
You betta murder the man, you betta Red Rum, Red Rum [2x]
Yeah, bitch!
How the fuck you gonna kirr a dead man, mutha fucka?
Don't you know I've been dead, mutha fuck you nigga!
I'm the mutha fucka that gave you eyes, bitch!
You seein' through my eyes, mutha fucka!
You know who I'm tarkin' to, bitch!
This Dead Boy mutha fucka!
When you try and creep bitch,
I'ma get your mutha fuckin' ass!