Esham - Some Old Wicket Shit!!! - Sözleri

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Some old wicket shit

Some old wicket shit (for you)

Some old wicket shit (for you)



Midnight's the witches hour 

And your outside

Somebody played a Reel Life Product tape 

And commited suicide

Tryin to save ya soul it cant be done

Unholy to the son of satan, I aint the one

Congratulations brothaz and sistaz who prayed for me

Some slayed for me and still pray for me

They say my rhyme's satanic it'll make ya vomit

And I think I'm the shit when it comes down to it

You knew it and know it, unholy poet, your mind I'll blow it

If you ever heard me rhyme for the first time

It is like a hurricane, stun you like novicane

Simple and plain, Reel Life Product is insane

Your fuckin with the wrong one

Listen till the song's done

Fuck around and be on the wrong end of a gun son

Your listenin to insanity, but that's just demandin me

I say I'm Esham and you said how can it be

I'ma psycho-pathic, auto-matic

Reel Life Product, pro-static, fuck it.



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Some old wicket shit

Some old wicket shit (for you)

Some old wicket shit

Some old wicket shit (for you)

Some old wicket shit 

Some old wicket shit



I'm the U-N-H-O-L-Y better known as Esham

Champs and chumps step up and get some punk

Playin around with me is like playin with a rattlesnake

I shake and bake and break the fake

E-S-H-A-M I'm him not one of them

Reel Life Product's grim

A phsychofrantic motherfuckaz future's lookin dim

A R-E-A-L a L-I-F-E a P-R-O-D to the U-C-T

Reel Life Product's what I spelled our very seldom yelled

____________________________dope we sell

I have the mind of the devil, the body of lucifer

Gimme a mic and watch me get loose for ya

Convince a motherfucker that suicide's the way

Another homicide, I'll live another day I lied

I said I was the unholy, 'cause a preacher told me

The U-N-H-O-L-Y is a brotha with soul see

It's written down in the god damn scriptures

Im not satanic, so fuck yall bitches.



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Some old wicket shit

Some old wicket shit (for you)

Some old wicket shit

Some old wicket shit (for you)

Some old wicket shit 

Some old wicket shit (for you)



Holy god, fuck the joy's

Here come Reel Life Production and the devil's groove

You cant move, you might as well tape it

And listen, and listen untill it's your favorite

The speakers are smokin, niggaz chokin

I'm provokin, no jokin, motherfuckers hopin

That I get off the mic and shut up forever

But that's a dream that'll never come true, never

I'm insane, it's hard to maintain my mentallity

If you keep listenin you'll have a wicket personality

Fuck it.



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Some old wicket shit (for you)

Some old wicket shit (for you)

Some old wicket shit (for you)



This is my song (for you)

This is my song (for you)

This is my song (for you)

This is my song (for you)










		
			



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