Well I was sleepin' dreamin' my own death I'm like a cat with nine lives, but left I hear word after word after once again I myself prayin' on my knees sayin' Amen Cold falls off my head onto my pillow At night in my I weep just like a willow I'm I need some aspirin or some bufferin' Everytime I close my eyes it rougher in The rhythm cold smotherin' every and brother in murder, but red rum I never heard of Something when I'm thinkin' of Some red rum 13 ways causin' Don't say I'm a problem die if you follow me I'm like poison so and swallow me Locked in your mind, a funky and I busted But I start droppin' wicked shit you can't trust it Dr. Jeckyl and Mr. Hyde inside your mind It's hard to see the when you're blind say I'm the devil, but it's really all in your head And they say when I play I roll over and dead
A funky, funky is what I got A is what I'm not Boomin' words from hell is hot, me will get you shot Esham affiliate of Reel Production All the suckers dissin' me, 'em 'Cause my homicidal vital recital is said And when I wake the dead the I play And I'm not dead and I knock 'em out dissin' me on a record ain't what it's all about Motherfuckers wanna come up and they dumb up So get to the gat and put the fuckin' up Nigga how you figure you was bigger than a Tryin' to diss the undissable so tryin' Pick a pack a mags so get fitted for bodybag You wanna do it like me? Let your words bound to catch 17 in the head So you fake death or play dead
You put the mic in the hands then you get me A nigga that's hooked on I can't go to at night, I get hyped See you wanna with the devil in the holy light Wouldn't give a fuck if my didn't sell 'Cause I'm goin' to hell with Pattie Florence Nightingale, on ale The in the soup as the witches swap tails Can't save my soul as I was Dropped outta at 16 years old The mic is in my hand, the is on my tip Niggaz wanna know am I a or a crypt Don't push me 'cause I'm close to the Playin' Russian Roulette with a gun to my Snub nose grade me one a lead So if I win I guess I play dead