Esham

[fox69]

"King Of Hearts"

"King Of Hearts"


This is how it's goin down
Mechanic MO-Town
So sleazy it ain't easy
Being cheesy
Use to be my boo-boo
Now ya just dodo
Milky brown like a yoo-hoo
Once upon a time did a crime in America
With the 17 shot glock Austria
Plus crush burn a hole in my knee fashion
Blaze it peddle to the metal mash it
Now 7 in my elli helly
Picked up another bitch straight to the tele
Bitch did me right soft like a pele
Plus hush crush sticky green of the smelly
Straight bombin on niggas like an Israeli
Rarely playin this game while I fairly
Merrily merrily life is but a dream
In my night here my boat row down the bloody stream
Infer-red beams follow me wherever I go
At night close my eyes 20 bodies to grow
Triple snakes got me wishin I was home
This is the East Side hellhole
That’s where I represent
Bloody money got my life on funny shit
Startin
Niggas go crazy like Martin
I'm out my mind in this bitch on the day
For the dog lookin at me foamin at the mouth with rabies
I got a message for the thugs
Gettin pug
Get your grave dug
Get your bloody body drug
All title this
Suicidal is
With the chrome and my fist
I don't miss
It's the E to the S to the H-A-M
And I heard you tellin somebody you was hatin him
But the simple fact is you can't relate to them
Niggas cash come quicker than an A-T-M
Way too grim
Bitch get smacked with the tech 9
When I holla out real life plus respect mine
Crime is life, and life is crime
But what will life be without a real life rhyme
Niggas Ahead Time And Space
Can't be erased
Or replaced
With more shit that face dead body after dead body
Case after case
Still keep the tulle tucked down in my waist
For the radio disc jock I might pop
17 weeks till ya might fall off the chart
Cause I truly gots no hearts

King of hearts
King of hearts

[Violin playing]

 

[fox69]

"Kissing Bandit"

"Kissing Bandit"


Bitches like niggaz to dog them out
So I'm here to let you know what they all about
Don't hesitate to smack her
She like's when you mack her
Play the Romeo role and she'll crush you like crackers
Nine days, night's, dont come twice
You gotta stay in control and on top
You get two for one and at the same price
Or get dropped like potato's
Mack on your ho, you've got to mack on your ho
And here's how to be real playa
You've got to dog out and beat up and smack on your ho

Bitch aint nothin but meat on a stick
Only job in life is to please a dick
Dont ever let her forget that you run shit
And if she get outta line that ass gone get kicked
Playa's got ho's for every day of the week
All under control and all like to freak
Bitch aint nothin but nasty, sleazy
Neighborhood skeezy, way to easy
Be my ho and I'll be your pimp
Cool niggaz strut, the lame a limp
Betta make my money seven day's a week
And if somebody ask, you my freak
Because..

[chorus]

Yellow freaks like black dick daddy
So pull down your panties and show me that fanny
Your girl's a ho, but still you claim her
Wild as a beast only I can tame her
She tole me herself she like the dick I threw
Hit the pussy so hard turned her ass black and blue
Add another to my collection, her nigga was weak
Tryin to fall in love sucka with a stone cold freak
Bitches dont like that, that's why you mack on em
Kick em, and punch em and beat em and smack on em
All day, all night till they do you right
'cause a nigga like me a just fuck your wife
For nothin, and nuttin' in her ass is my pleasure
Leave a dirty ass rubber in your room on your dresser
That's my trademark, I broke your wife's heart
But none a this woulda happened if you mack from the start 'cause..

[chorus]

I'm the fucking kissing bandit in your neighborhood
I fuck your wife like she wish you would
When you come in, I leave out
I even got a set of keys to your house
She said I was the only man who made her cum right
While you was out cheatin I was fucking her all night
No shame to my game, fuck dame after dame
You was lovin' her one night and she called you my name
See I dont give a fuck about your wife you see
She aint cheatin on me, I'm the ban D-I-T
Who can resist, no ho can resist
'cause I'm the fucking kissing bandit and my dick is priceless
I might be your foe, I might be your boy
I know I fucked your ho and I brought her much joy 'cause..

[chorus]

I'm making bitches cum like rainy days
One wet pussy fucked a hundred ways
In less than an hour bitch is lovin the thought of me
Her pussy so watery, I guess I ought to be
On my way, before I leave you say "I bring you joy and you wish I'd stay."
But I cant I got to roll, my job is done
Leave a rubber in your toilet full of cum
I'm the K-I-S-S-B-A-N-D-I-T
Fuckin niggaz bitches is my fucking hobby
I leave it all sloppy like a beat up jalopy
And my style of fuckin, your man cant copy
Havin' wet dreams scream, be a dream for Esham
Today I felt like rain, I made your ho cum
To sum it all up, I'm a bad mother fucker
Turnin' innocent girl's into freaky dick suckers
Today it's all loose and you dont understand it
Your girl got fucked by the kissing bandit

 

[fox69]

"Knockin Em Dead"

"Knockin Em Dead"



Well as I step up to the mic I get the sudden urge
To kick the wicked shit and bust word after word
In a freestyle, E-style I go buck wild
Grab the microphone and start fuckin up yo style
Well as I stick up, turn the bass kick up
When a microphone I pick up, you pick my dick up
Now it's about time for me to change my rhyme
And let the Unholy fuck it up one time
The U-N-H-O-L-Y-L-Y-O-H-N-U
To rock a ryhme I wont pretend to
Next on the menu, funky rhyme descends to
Love the way the bass go boom on ten
Let me bust it, well let me bust one time or was it
The U-N-H-O-L-Y 'cause a easy does it
As I bust it all the suckas wanna write what I said
But this one here, a just knock em dead

Well it's about time, um, it's about time
Well it's about time for me to drop my rhyme
On the lyric with the holy spirit lyrical flowa
Ya bitch is on my tip so I'd like to get to know her
I can rock a rhyme either faster or slower
And my rhyme's be burnin like fuckin flame thrower
One for the homeboy's two for the ho's
Three to get ready I'm about to flow
I'm not a gangsta, sorta like a lyrical terror
The brand new funk is acid rap the new era
The Unholy witch and his bag of tricks
Nothin that a little holy water can fix
You rock Esham 'cause he's the one that hit's
And if you dont like the Unholy poetry then suck my dick
This one right here a make you red in the face
I mean, this one right here a make your face turn red
But I'm knockin em out, knockin em down, and knockin em dead

Well as I rock and shock the funky rhyme that's one of a kind ya bite it
Sucka's here my rhyme run home and re-write
But this time I'm rockin rhyme's that you cant relate to
Rockin beat's like this you know I'd really often hate to
But I gotta show this certain style's sometimes
'cause I can sound fresh and my shit dont have to rhyme
Like, grab my bozak, you niggas the bite me
The people who dont like me they just jealous
And suck my dick and you can suck my dick too
If you dont like this groove motherfucker I'm still gettin bank
You bought it just think, just use your head
'cause I'm a slap you dick, I'm slap you with my dick
I'm a slap you with much dick, and just knock ya dead

 

[fox69]

"Lightyearsaway"

"Lightyearsaway"


[Esham]
Light years away, you can't glitch with this
So I can't resist to put you in a twist
You hurtin' this, I just ain't understandin'
Plannin' capers like a villain, you know I'm underhanded
Hand in your resignation you ain't representin'
Get a lyrical impeachment like your man Bill Clinton
If you know like I know, and you flow to get dough
We used to be toe to toe
Now we stay cracked like cee-lo
Oh no, you think you sound like the old Motown?
But I'm from New Detroit we make the world go round boy

[Chorus (Uncredited Girls):]

We make the World spin around,
Talkin' bout Motown,
We make the girls scream out loud,
Tell me how it's goin' down,
We cruise around and around,
We cruise around and around

[Esham]
We got the fastest cars and the prettiest women
If you catch me underwater boy I won't be swimmin'
If you got a fat bush, girl it's just for trimmin'
Black girls with blonde hair like Lil' Kim'n
I be the E-S-H-A-M and, corners I'm bendin'
No need for pretendin', Charlie Batch I'm winnin'
Detroit Lions and Tigers, Geoffrey Fieger, my style's Kevorkian
Sting you like a scorpion with this lyrical torturin'
A seven in my Elly rider, who you tellin'
I come from o-z sellin' straight bailin'and real life yellin'
And time warp til' nowadays

[Crowd claps to fade]

 

[fox69]

"Living In Incest"

"Living In Incest"



Daddy takes a dip in his daughter at night,
She doesn't put up a fight 'cause he said it's all right.
You make her feel like a woman, but nevermind she's a child,
All the pain she feels so she flaunts with a smile.
She thinks daddy really loves her but he's only a freak,
I bet he wishes he was in, her pussy was real deep.
I think it's really a shame, he should be shackled in chains,
But instead you gave him head and in your mouth he came.
You were sexually molested as a child but still blessed,
The dick that gave you life with incest.
Instead the thought is still lurkin' in your head,
'cause he raped you and got in the bed,
With your mother, and you knew she knew about it,
But daddy always told her to keep quiet about it.
Now no one will ever know, he makes you feel like a hoe,
Daddy's little girl is daddy's little hoe.
And even though to the preacher you confessed,
How he made you undress, you're still livin' in incest.
Nasty little girl but not that smart,
'cause you got a kick out of daddy touchin' your private parts.
Not old enough to do so the fool was sin free,
Ask Roseanne Barr or Oprah Winnphrey.
How it feels to be touched by the man who made you,
After so long, daddy didn't have to make you,
Give him constant satisfaction,
Suckin' more dick than Latoya Jackson.
Her father even raped her too, that's another one,
Matter of fact, I think her brother Michael is her son.
I think Michael got fucked in his ass when he was younger,
Now he's lookin' just like a bitch and I wonder,
The daddy's jokery treatin' them kids like hoes,
Latoya tryed to tell it but nobody really knows.
Shame on daddy, daddy should be dead,
What goes on inside daddy's bed?
One big orgy with the family,
So you're all going to hell, 'cause you're livin' in incest.
I knew something was weird about your daddy when I first met him,
That look in his eyes I won't forget 'em.
He act like he didn't want me takin' you out,
Like your house was a prison, I was breakin' you out.
See there's this problem with your daddy and I know it's true,
He don't want nobody else fuckin' you.
Tell me really do he be takin' what's yours,
What goes on behind closed doors.
Daddy's little girl becomes daddy's prostitute,
Suckin' and fuckin', cold knockin' them betty boots.
Get ready to be sweaty, 'cause I know your daddy's ready,
Choppin' the pussy like a machete and rockin' steady.
As she goes just like a whore,
She knows what she's in for behind closed doors.
Will it ever rest?
Make it get off your chest.
Because your livin' in incest.

 

[fox69]

"Look At Me"
(feat. Twiztid)

"Look At Me"
(feat. Twiztid)



"Is there anybody out there?"
"Esham and Twiztid."
"Twiztid!"
"Who thought it'd happen?"
"That's right, bitch"
....

[Esham:] Look at me! Look at me!
[Jamie Madrox:] Come on dog, I see you sterrn.
[Esham:] Look at me! Look at me!
[Jamie Madrox:] Is it the clothes you see me werrn?
[Esham:] Look at me! Look at me!
[Jamie Madrox:] Is it them twenty-fours glerrn?
[Esham:] Look at me! Look at me!
[Jamie Madrox:] You know I just ain't cerrn.

[Esham]
Look at me
I'm from the three-one-three
E-A-S-T S-I-D-E
Who's the number-one cheddar boy in the city?
Attitude shitty
Sniffing coke off bitches titties
You never thought that I'd be runnin wit the hatchet
Who runs detroit? Esham and Kill Patrick
I can't forget about the Wicked Clownz and Psychopathic
And if you got static, I'm whippin out the automatic

[Jamie Madrox]
I'm swinging for your esophogus
You gon look at me, or I'm a get to palming the world just like I was Apocolypse
With that destructive and malicious look in my eyes
Me, Mono, Blaze, and Esham who wanna die?

[Monoxide Child]
Fuck it, y'all
I've been fuckin with black magic
Now I'm standing in the middle of the Gratiot yelling at the passing traffic
Nothing to laugh at, but I'm something to see
I spit fire, you can see my tounge blaze when I breathe

[Monoxide Child:] Look at me! Monoxide!
[Jamie Madrox:] Jamie Madrox! Soda pop rocks
[Esham:] Esham! Wicket shit! Boomin' out spots!

[Esham]
Look at me
My life and times what they took from me
They overlooked me, the judge threw the book at me
Look at me
All blue Detroit hat
Suspect cause I'm driving while black

[Jamie Madrox:] Look at me! Look at me!
[Monoxide Child:] Come on, dog. I see your sterrn.
[Jamie Madrox:] Look at me! Look at me!
[Monoxide Child:] Is it the clothes you see me werrn?
[Jamie Madrox:] Look at me! Look at me!
[Monoxide Child:] Is it them twenty-fours glerrn?
[Jamie Madrox:] Look at me! Look at me!
[Monoxide Child:] You know I just ain't carin.

[Monoxide Child:] Look at me! Look at me!
[Esham:] Come on, dog. I see you starin.
[Monoxide Child:] Look at me! Look at me!
[Esham:] Is it the clothes that I'm wearin?
[Monoxide Child:] Look at me! Look at me!
[Esham:] Is it them duece-four's glarin?
[Monoxide Child:] You know I just ain't carin.

L-O-O-K A-T M-E
B-I-T-C-H U B-I-T-C-H...

I said

L-O-O-K A-T M-E
B-I-T-C-H U B-I-T-C-H...

L-O-O-K A-T M-E
B-I-T-C-H U B-I-T-C-H...

I said

L-O-O-K A-T M-E
B-I-T-C-H U B-I-T-C-H...

 

[fox69]

"Losin My Religion"

"Losin My Religion"



Let's take a trip, back into time, as I explain,
Things ain't the same, I'm goin' back down memory lane.
And as I travel, dirt roads of gravel,
Two sets of foot prints for me and my shadow.
The unholy speaks as I walk in my sleep,
And my speach makes you weak, means my words are too deep.
You see soceity's strung on a Bible and a man,
With the will of the devil to destory and he can.
You see, time after time, have I made up my mind,
Should I be a vegeterian, or die, eat swine.
Can I lose my religon, every day, it's a habit,
Is religon just for kids or am I a silly rabbit?
Am I lost in a book that says sins are forbiden,
Who am I to believe when the Bible was really written?
I don't know, will I die?
I can't live in a lie,
Cross my heart and hope to die,
I'm losin my religon.
Am I wrong or insane, using God's name in vain,
When the preacher sells cocaine, how am I to be sane.
See first he's a preacher, now he's slangin' ki's,
College educated from workin' at Mickey D's.
I got no say in the world today,
Livin' in AmeriKKK.
You call me the devil 'cause I refuse to pray,
But your religious games I refuse to play.
Bible study's not my buddy,
Shake the preacher, now my hand's all bloody.
Daily gossip, religious philosophies,
Nigga please, I'm losin my religon.

 

[fox69]

"Love"

"Love"


[Talking continued from Envy the Sunshine]
Yeah, yeah, I know you wit' her and you all in love.
What am I supposed to do, congratulate you?
Whatever...

[Esham]
How you in love wit her, when every thug hit her
Just met her off a lap dance now you babysit her
And get her everything she need
From pills to weed
Bite into the Forbidden Fruit like Adam and Eve
I can't believe you all in, when the snake bitch crawlin'
Watch her slither, body glitter
I know you did her, you was wit' her when she shed her skin
She gave you head again to make sure the venom sunk in
Poison, she fucked all your boys and brought the sex toys in
Vibrators, she said she was a dick hater
She didn't want you to fuck her, just masturbate her
Now you in love wit' the hoe

[Chorus]
You in love wit' that hoe [x11]

[Esham]
Now this is some sick shit said
I'm smackin' bitches wit my dick head
And yellin' 'All tricks dead'
And if you paid for the pussy ain't nothin' wrong
To her you just anotha nigga pealin' off ya Sean Jones
This hoe love pullin' down jabodes
Behind closed doors, niggaz ready to bust those
But some niggaz be like 'I love you'
We like 'Fuck you dyke, suck a pussy too'
The bitch is raw, I mean yo bitch is raw
Sucked the milkshake straight out the straw
Flippin' up outta her drawers like Dominique Dawes
Now you runnin' round tellin' niggaz she all yours

[Chorus]

[TNT]
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
How you love that hoe when you know what she is
Got 5 baby daddies and 8 different kids
Her last man did a bid for some shit that stank bitch did
Now she pregnant wit' your kid so you wish you slid
Last week you said you loved her and you can't get ridda her
This week she gave you crabs and gave your ass Cymatia
Fuck you Ms. Jackson, I still don't pity ya
Bitches lie and suck dick after dick
And still some niggaz can't cope wit' it
And be like...
'I love you, I need you'
FUCK THAT!
[Crying]
'You my girl, you my girl, fuck whatchu niggaz say, man'

[TNT Talking]
Fake ass niggaz! You punks, you niggaz should have pussies
Instead of dicks! And that's all you fake niggaz!

 

[fox69]

"Lowlafalana"

"Lowlafalana"



In these times of hurt and pain
We need a remedy to take us from the rain
A little hunger, a little greed
I been thinking 'bout what I need
I need a freak to hold me tight
I need a freak everyday and every night
I need a freak, someone like you
I need a freak cause freaks are people too
I need a freak to suck my dick
I need a freak baby, muthafuck a trick
I need a freak, my own private hoe
I need a freak to work that pussy fast and slow
I need a freak, my baby doll
I need a freak when I'm ridin' 7 Mile
I need a freak, someone like you
I need a freak cause freaks are people too
I need a freak to get me served
I need a freak to calm my nerves
I need a freak to roll my weed
I need a freak, that's what I need
I need a freak
I need a freak
I need a freak
I need a freak

 

[fox69]

"Maggot Brain Theory"

"Maggot Brain Theory"


Let me give you a piece of my mind
You will find that I flip like Jeckel and Hyde
On a suicide track that I ride in fact
I walk the black lines of the dead bodies
Talk lines when I walk lines
Thinkin of excuses
Mental abuses
Told you last year you should've murdered me
How you gonna kill a dead man
So you never heard of me
I feel no pain, you can't hurt me
If you squirt me
Till the tick tock
With the hammer cock
On the glock
Infa-Red play connect the dots
With blood clocks
Blood stains
Here I go once again
On the flat line
That line is my maggot brain

[Chorus]
I got the funk-a-del-lic locked in my maggot brain
[Background talking]
I got the funk-a-del-lic locked in my maggot brain
[Background talking]

Some think I'm crazy
I have seen all type of doctors
All type of coppers
In helicopters
Thinkin, thinkin bout drinkin me some liquor
Drop me some acid make my buzz come quicker
I don't give a fuck about Mr. Dennis Archer
Cause from day one I was down with Commie Youngin
Larry Nethers and Walter Buttsa
Hope you in prison suckin on nuts
No justice no peace
That's why I pack my a piece to protect me from the police
Cause they wanna kill a nigga
But still a nigga moves away a ton
Motherfucker come and get some
But if you come you came
To the terrordome
Where there's only steal-plated chrome in my maggot brain

[Chorus X2]

Come down rude boy
Let me bust you with an automatic
Synthetic plastic toy
When holy
I'm out my mind so much
I need a brand new head
I'm good as dead boy cause I'm almost dead
When I kick it, I like my shit
What, Wicket
With the insane in the brain poetry
You know me
I'm that nigga killed the bees back in '93
Voices in my head always try to kill me
Now you wanna tell me you know how I'm feelin'
Good god, you be illin' cause I'm rootin for the villain
Plain and simple, simple and plain
You know my name
I got a migraine, in my maggot brain

[Chorus x2]

I got that funk-a-del-lic [X14]
I got that funk-a-del-lic locked in my maggot brain