(CHORUS) Some old wicket Some old wicket (for you) Some old wicket (for you)
Midnight's the witches And your played a Reel Life Product tape And suicide Tryin to save ya soul it cant be Unholy to the son of satan, I the one Congratulations brothaz and sistaz who for me Some slayed for me and still for me They say my rhyme's satanic it'll ya vomit And I I'm the shit when it comes down to it You knew it and know it, unholy poet, your I'll blow it If you heard me rhyme for the first time It is like a hurricane, you like novicane Simple and plain, Reel Life is insane Your with the wrong one Listen the song's done Fuck around and be on the end of a gun son Your listenin to insanity, but that's demandin me I say I'm and you said how can it be I'ma psycho-pathic, Life Product, pro-static, fuck it.
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I'm the better known as Esham Champs and chumps up and get some punk Playin around with me is playin with a rattlesnake I shake and bake and break the I'm him not one of them Reel Life Product's A phsychofrantic motherfuckaz lookin dim A R-E-A-L a L-I-F-E a to the U-C-T Life Product's what I spelled our very seldom yelled ____________________________dope we I the mind of the devil, the body of lucifer Gimme a mic and watch me get for ya Convince a motherfucker suicide's the way Another homicide, I'll live day I lied I said I was the unholy, a preacher told me The U-N-H-O-L-Y is a brotha with see It's written in the god damn scriptures Im not satanic, so fuck bitches.
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Holy god, fuck the Here come Life Production and the devil's groove You cant move, you might as tape it And listen, and listen untill it's your The speakers are smokin, niggaz I'm provokin, no jokin, motherfuckers That I get off the mic and up forever But that's a dream that'll never true, never I'm insane, it's hard to maintain my If you keep listenin you'll a wicket personality it.
(CHORUS) Some old shit (for you) Some old wicket (for you) Some old shit (for you)
This is my (for you) is my song (for you) This is my (for you) is my song (for you)