Time to get ill, my mic starts to kill
Your head is falling apart, and I start to rebuild
Your mind, your outta time, I'm out ya mind
Like a '74 the heavy metal hardcore
Back to the groove line
Suckers tried to move mine
The seventh sign of death, and death to the peace sign
I start to release mine
Now you gotta cease mine
Shot another brother for holding up the peace sign.
I got style, I got class
Try to diss me, and I'll beat your ass
I don't say, I spray niggaz olay
Like a '74, homey don't play
Down on the east side, my name is Esham
Rollin' through your hood, and I'm ticking like a time bomb
Ready to blow up, ready to go up side
Another nigga's head, for some shit, he done said
A homicidal killer, with a nine in my hands
Now you get to ride in the ambulance
'cause it's murder
Dig this, a crazy brother, on a crazy, crazy tip
Mother fuckers claiming raw, boy you'll get pistol whipped
Whipping out my mini-mag, fucking niggaz up
Bullet proof vest on my chest, now what's up?
Doing it, like a renegade
Sticks and stones is played
Who's gone get fucked up, I got a gun, you got a blade
I'm taking no shit, Reel Life product is legit
Your fiendin' for my tape, like a junkie wants a hit
Death is at your doorstep waiting on the one
The devil is in the shell, and he comin' out a gun
Going off on niggaz, like I just based the pipe
Take a n
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