My name is The My name is The My name is The My name is The My is Esham The My is Esham The My is Esham
The Devil's groove, the is back Esham the U-N-H-O-L-Y, on track And I'm it to the max (Now my is reality) So don't ask yo Esham, up? Ya gotta bust one U-N-H-O-L-Y load the shells to my Suckas come get some from the on hits 'em Kidnap ya mind and hold it for Suckas are scared no one dared so beware Ya fellas keep playin' my tape and up with gray hair The comes in for a second So watch my magic tricks as I up a candle stick I'm somewhat a magician but I'm more of a Can't pull a rabbit from my hat but I can a bitch I pull a rhyme from my and make ya believe That I'm the thing alive since Adam and Eve I gave life to the and I made it breath And if ya of my performance I suggest ya leave Ya see I flow wild, but Flowin is my I get loose with style I profile Grab the mic and say a with no smile And like a I'll Kick the wicked shit, some ol' shit Got the wicked to make you move The Devil's The U-N-H-O-L-Y, I it don't sing along, you'll die if you quote it Unbelievable, what I said I got what it takes to make ya drop dead A homocidal vital recital's what I The suckas get suicidal of a mic I got the crazy insane, mind of a Manipulate ya mind and make ya rhyme I'm doin' it This is reality, I'm no joke The is in the house so smell the smoke Ya My rhyme is been bitten but forgettin' The U-N-H-O-L-Y did what others I'm I'm toatally unexplainable The U-N-H-O-L-Y of me is like an animal be caged in a rage on stage As I read ya mind, I the page As I enter ya mind I find it's If I slip on a lyric I know ya bust I from the stimulation of mental thinkin' Some at me as a doctor for head shrinkin' Ya see I'm thinkin' that I'm more a man Somethin' more reality, but you'll never understand I entered the new and came with a new rhyme The ones that didn't understand, got a poo I'm still goin' ya mind at the speed of light Suckas bet ya bita chip and I know ya It's hard to swallow, you follow my path If ya dissin' what I'm thinkin' then the wrath Of the madness, ya see I'm never anotha brotha (You're dated a pillow intended to smotha) the instrumental as I get inside ya mental state of mind And a rhyme Time'll tell if I'm still hell I drive ya like a on a bed of nails I'm like crack, and if ya smoke me your to my speech What I teach is outta But And of you'll learn from my way I do and what I say Be to write what you feel Almost outta outcha mind But when I step outcha go back to bein you The that cop out, drop out, minds blew believe what ya hear all the time Esham and the Unholy, out ya