My name is The My is Esham The My is Esham The My is Esham The My name is The My name is The My is Esham
The Devil's groove, the Devil is Esham the U-N-H-O-L-Y, right on And I'm it to the max (Now my is reality) So ask yo Esham, what's up? Ya gotta bust one U-N-H-O-L-Y load the shells to my come get some from the on that hits 'em Kidnap ya mind and it for ransom Suckas are scared cause no one dared so Ya keep playin' my tape and woke up with gray hair The U-N-H-O-L-Y in for a second So watch my tricks as I light up a candle stick I'm a magician but I'm more of a witch Can't pull a rabbit from my hat but I can pull a I pull a from my sleeve and make ya believe That I'm the thing alive since Adam and Eve I life to the rhythm and I made it breath And if ya of my performance I suggest ya leave Ya see I wild, but meanwhile is my freestyle I get loose style then I profile the mic and say a rhyme with no smile And like a I'll Kick the wicked shit, ol' wicked shit Got the wicked shit to you move The Devil's The U-N-H-O-L-Y, I it Suckas don't along, you'll die if you quote it Unbelievable, believe what I I got what it takes to make ya mind drop A vital recital's what I recite The suckas get inside of a mic I got the insane, mind of a lunatic 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 bitten but your forgettin' The U-N-H-O-L-Y did others didn't 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 flip the As I enter ya mind I find dangerous If I slip on a lyric I ya brain'll bust I from the stimulation of mental thinkin' look at me as a doctor for head shrinkin' Ya see I'm thinkin' I'm more than a man Somethin' more than reality, but you'll never I entered the new wave and came with a new The that didn't understand, got a poo mine I'm still goin' through ya mind at the of light bet ya bita chip and I know ya bite It's hard to swallow, you can't follow my If ya dissin' what I'm thinkin' then the wrath Of the madness, ya see I'm never like brotha (You're dated a pillow intended to smotha) Hear the as I get inside ya mental state of mind And a rhyme Time'll if I'm still raisin hell I drive ya like a on a bed of nails I'm like crack, and if ya smoke me addicted to my speech What I is outta reach But And everyone of learn from my way I do and what I say Be Learn to what you feel Almost outta Almost outcha But I step outcha mind go back to bein you The ones cop out, drop out, minds blew believe what ya hear all the time Esham and the Unholy, out ya