Luyện nghe bài hát Old Wicketshit!!! (Remix)

(CHORUS)
Some old wicket
Some old shit (for you)
old wicket shit (for you)

Midnight's the hour
And outside
Somebody played a Reel Life Product
And suicide
Tryin to save ya soul it cant be
Unholy to the son of satan, I the one
brothaz and sistaz who prayed for me
Some for me and still pray for me
They say my rhyme's satanic it'll make ya
And I think I'm the shit when it down to it
You knew it and know it, unholy poet, mind I'll blow it
If you ever heard me rhyme for the time
It is like a hurricane, you like novicane
Simple and plain, Reel Product is insane
Your fuckin the wrong one
Listen till the done
Fuck and be on the wrong end of a gun son
Your listenin to insanity, but that's demandin me
I say I'm and you said how can it be
I'ma psycho-pathic,
Life Product, pro-static, fuck it.

(CHORUS)
Some old shit
Some old shit (for you)
Some old shit
Some old shit (for you)
Some old wicket
old wicket shit

I'm the better known as Esham
Champs and chumps up and get some punk
Playin around with me is like playin with a
I shake and and break the fake
I'm him not one of them
Reel Life grim
A phsychofrantic motherfuckaz lookin dim
A a L-I-F-E a P-R-O-D to the U-C-T
Reel Life Product's what I spelled our very yelled
we sell
I have the mind of the devil, the of lucifer
a mic and watch me get loose for ya
Convince a motherfucker suicide's the way
Another homicide, I'll another day I lied
I I was the unholy, 'cause a preacher told me
The is a brotha with soul see
It's down in the god damn scriptures
Im not satanic, so yall bitches.

(CHORUS)
Some old wicket
old wicket shit (for you)
Some old shit
Some old wicket (for you)
Some old wicket
Some old wicket (for you)

god, fuck the joy's
Here come Reel Life and the devil's groove
You cant move, you might as well it
And listen, and listen untill it's your
The speakers are smokin, chokin
I'm provokin, no jokin, hopin
That I get off the mic and shut up
But that's a that'll never come true, never
I'm insane, it's to maintain my mentallity
If you keep you'll have a wicket personality
it.

(CHORUS)
Some old shit (for you)
Some old wicket (for you)
Some old shit (for you)

This is my (for you)
This is my (for you)
This is my (for you)
This is my (for you)