K, it down, do it again... Like you or I believe in God, They believe in thing, Satan. And officers don't believe it, just ghost stories to them. I, myself, have seen cases, It's not only a local problem, for a small department, as mine, It's a problem. and deal with the real, The packs steel like this, I'm a suicidalist. God bless the child who gets wild, With the style, terror in the aisles, Livin' foul, actin' kinda foul, Yeah, I'm kinda foul yall, ball. Run from the gun, if I do ya then done, If it do ya done, sawed off shotgun. Radio fuck 'em, 'cause I said 'em, If I see the DJ, buck, buck, 'em. Unholy, unholy, brotha, I nutta, niggas shutta. Funky get cutta, it's a drunk, Put your dead in the trunk with the pumps, Mary, Sister Mary, why your pussy so hairy? Gimme hot bloody Mary. Esham devil with a gun, Run run, run nigga run. choke ya, provoke ya, my brother, Suffocated under a intended to smother. The son of Satan, just to done it, But I got ya all runnin'! Runnin' the devil They're not all liars, all not making it up, They're not all crazy, not all psychotic, going on here. (Dialing) Hello, hot line. I just cut up my and my kids, I to talk to somebody. please. going..hey If you would like to a call, please hang up and try again, if you need help, hang up and then dial operator. Oh, kill myself.