Luyện nghe bài hát Out Ya Mind

My name is
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My name is
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My name is
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My is Esham
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My is Esham
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My is Esham
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My name is

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