[Verse 2: Esham] The U-N-H-O-L-Y flow for the track Cut ya head off and fuck you so I know where ya heads at I slip and I slide goin' up inside a wet one After I bust my nut, I George Jetson And leave no doubts I'll put my foot up in ya ass and kick ya fuckin' pussy out I'm not a romantic, I leave 'em panting I'm a psychotic, lunatic, schitzophrentic I gotta tattoo of a dick on my foot So when I kick you in yo ass I'll be fuckin' you up too Roll with me, roll with me If I chopped off ya head, the police come and get me I gotta axe for all the new jacks When I swing I know where ya heads at
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[Verse 3: Esham] I'm the mister with the musical mad shit Manic-depressant, but it's still kinda bad shit I can get funky too Or break me a guitar like a honky too But I'm no white boy I'll slit ya throat in the middle of the night, boy Killers don't talk but stalk the streets I'm like a cannibal cookin' some dead meat I'm down with R-L-P 25 preachers in a church couldn't save me I roll like a maniac They say I'm insane for that, rap brainiac Listen to the funky drummer Or listen to the screams of the victims of Jeffrey Dahmer Plus you don't understand You can't kill a dead man
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[Repeat] 666
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Released in 1993, on Esham’s seminal Horrorcore Detroit release KKKill the Fetus. This is among Esham’s most acclaimed songs and is notable for its heavy metal sampling.
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