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[Esham] Now as I speak the wicket poetry that got you all scared of me Blasphemy, I'm sacrilegious nigga, don't you ever forget this When I hit the scene, I'm the number one murder suspect, suicide I'm yellin out die, die, die, die, you layin down while ya momma cry Did it ever occur to you, I sold my soul, I will never fold Niggas ain't nuthin but a bunch of hoes, thinkin that don't nobody know Hey nigga, I want you dead, bloody murder, never restin I know killas that's adolescent, jet by murder to be desperate If you ain't prepared to die nigga Don't play the game of death, that I'm playin Cuz the niggas I know is prayin, wit AK in they hayin Say, I want that nigga dead, three times in the dark, while I'm rappin And before this song is over, watch my demons go cap 'em [Chorus x4] I want that nigga dead, there's a price on ya head [Esham] You say you want that nigga dead, because you hate his fuckin guts He always talkin that hole ass shit about you, thinkin you ain't got no nuts Is you ever gonna show that nigga that you ain't scared of his ass Is you down to blast in the broad daylight without your ski mask It went down, so fuck it fast, you drop the gun out ya hand You shot a man, he was screamin, he was bloody, so you ran So now you paranoid, so now you paranoid, so people you avoid Letras de cancionesSuicidal, smokin on them Dead Flowerz, destroy, nigga You better run for your life, that's all you can do Cuz I know what they gon' say, when they catch up wit you, they'll say [Chorus x4] [Esham] See they want me dead so much, these voices in my head won't let me rest Razor blade inside my mouth, I'm carvin nottas in ya chest Tell your preacher, I'mma kill 'em, cuz they ain't no way to stop me You can't hurt me, if you squirt me, I won't die, even if you pop me Think you wit H-O-L-Y, and I sing that murder lullabye So when another die, don't blame the Devil, blame that other guy We all live on this planet, babies born and seein So niggas commit suicide as soon as I begin Unholy, unholy, you don't know me, but you owe me You soul, nigga roll, go outta control Cuz if they catch you, they gon' stretch you And I bet you they will let you bite a check Wit ya mouth through ya asshole [Chorus to fade] From Letras Mania