Esham

[fox69]

"Night Vision"

"Night Vision"


[Esham Talking]
Deadly shadows, so uh
You afraid of the dark?
Deadly shadows, in the dark in the dark
In the dark
Shadows, shadows,
Gotta watch yaself out here boy

I be the icon, auto-bomb named Esham
Another victim wanna get some infrared.com
Who's your idle suicidal receital never take my title
Cuz what I know, crows never see like a shadow
In a battle, my head move like a snake and my tail rattle
All those with beef get mutalated like dead cattle
Finally hearing true confessions and murder lessons
I keep the Smith n Wesson for the tratior steady stressin
Life's a bitch n when I spit internet watch the glitch
I'm deadly as the virus that you don't wanna get
Wicked shit is all I hear
New year I move clear
Buried alive in a pinebox is my deepest fear
Solar systems should be hidden
Like green leaves n green trees
Don't make me walk the waters across the seven seas
The serpent and the rainbow
The cocaine flow
The forbidden fruit telling you not to bite or i'll sheen

[Chorus x4, repeats I'll sheen 3 times]
Wicked entities with ya
Don't let the sun hit ya
In ya head you might picture
How the shadows gonna get ya

When doves fly thugs cry
So you can't deny
When tears fall from your eyes
Up your soul to the sky
The fallen angel u-n-h-o-l-y
Hell I be hellavul hellifeid
Cuz Detroit be suicide
In the darkness
Straight out the abiss
Spark the cannabis
No mercy for the weakmind not understanding this
Hardcore, or your'e gonna die
Cuz I got the body armor I declare war for
the punk mutherfuckers
Biting every lyric
Full clips of hollow tips to release your holy spirt
Your unoriginal, artafical
Flavor tampering
If ya style was strach n sniff it would smell like dirty pampers
Cuz you got clap
You heard a round of applause
Deadly shadows in the back when you break rap laws

[Chorus x4, repeats when you break rap laws x3]

 

[fox69]

"Nine Dead Bodies"

"Nine Dead Bodies"



Kill the radio, he killed the radio...
Today in new dealer's stock..
Truck over turned, what they call it was a roll over accident,
It was a dump truck,
Debris in the roadway, east bound, and west bound....
It's acid rap.... Ohh yeaaaah...
I've seen many bloody bodies in my life time,
Now I'm on the prowl, and it's night time.
Son of the wicket, I kick it,
Five fingers of death,
I can taste the smell of blood as you're losin' you're breath,
Nine bodies floatin' in the river,
This the type of shit that make ya shiver, when I deliver,
The first dead body on your door step,
When you open up the door, the body falls on the floor.
The bigger they are, the harder the fall,
Then their head pops off and rolls down the hall.
Blood stains all on my shoe strangs,
Two bodies swingin' in the back, and they hang,
From a tree butt naked,
Three lives are gone, and the fourth I must take it.
The fourth body, just mutilated,
Every bone was broken in the body, when they x-rayed it.
I gotta cravin' for some red rum,
So I went to the store, saw the clerk, and got me some,
One person found dead in the liquor store,
A mass murderer, five murders or more.
Now I'm workin' on my sixth one,
I kill bitches with my bare hands, mutha fuck a gun.
Beat a bitch with a bat, til she stop breathin',
Then rush the bloody body to receivin',
Seven and eight, came like a double date,
I stabbed 'em both in the heart, with a wooden stake.
Like the bitch was a fuckin' vampire,
Lit the fuse, and set they soul on fire.
Number nine....
This my own life,
It was found, with a nine to the head.
And I'm dead, and I'm dead,
No, you're dead,
Call the cops,
Shit, somebody call the cops.

 

[fox69]

"No More Dyin'"

"No More Dyin'"



"What if... people... didn't die no more? You know?
What if we all could just live forever? You know? Imagine that."

Imagine being able to live past twenty-one
No more ghettos, no more slums
Everybody's young
Don't nobody pack a gun
Cause killers it ain't none
We all one, and feeling your pain sons
Daughters
Flap your wings, walk on water
I am the ressurection, and the life
Trials and tribulations got me speaking in this ill communication
Just a product of this wickedness created in this nation
But i was sworn from the cross
I was born to be a boss
How long will they mourn me when my life is lost?
Never mind that. What if you could rewind the time back?
Would you bring B-I-G or Martin Luther King back?
It's all about love and happiness, word to Al Green
I mean that as i lean back in a clean 'Lac
Thinking about never dying
So Detroit like the lions
Flap my wings and keep flying

What if people didn't die no more?
What if mothers didn't cry no more?
No reason for me to get high no more
No reason for me to say goodbye no more
Then you could be forever mine me amore

I know everybody die, but what if people didn't die?
And the sky was a place where you could just fly?
Is it nine-one-one or nine-eleven?
2pac can you tell me if there's thugs in Heaven?
And a one-eighty-seven is a thing of the past
Shotguns dont blast, theres no aftermath
Theres no need for bail, theres no need for jail
This could be your Heaven, theres no need for Hell
There's no more babies dying
There's no more mothers crying
Trying to put together your skull from slugs flying
Imagine a world with no war and no crime
No more niggas doing time, no more going out your mind
No more runnin from the cops, no more standing on the block
No more going to sleep at night from the sounds of gunshots
No more strain on the brain from the pain of the game
I was thinking to myself while I was walkin in the rain.

What if people didn't die no more?
What if mothers didn't cry no more?
No reason for me to get high no more
No reason for me to say goodbye no more
Then you could be forever mine me amore

Everytime I look up at the sky
I think what if people didnt die and we lived forever high...

 

[fox69]

"No More Mr. Nice Guy"

"No More Mr. Nice Guy"


[Esham talking]
Bitch ass niggaz don't wanna respect
Got em in check
No more Mr. nice guy, yo no more Mr. nice guy

[Esham]
My aggravation for this murder made me write this while I was dreaming
She's suffocating cause I hurt her she was frightened she was screamin
I was dreaming when I wrote this so don't quote me or you'll see me
I'm that nigga in your nightmare put a hole up in your beanie
I'm Esham, the devil, and God can't save me
You better believe in this blasphemy
These might be the last words you here from me
Oh no, I've fallen
The demons are callin
I see em in my daydreams, man these niggaz don't understand
I'm being followed by black crows and when it rains I wanna kill
Esham's no Frosted Flake, Unholy is cereal
What's the deal? I'm trapped in hell
And Satan told me sold my soul
No forgiveness for the sacrilegious nigga outta control
I bust a cap in the middle of the night
And hit your pitbull by mistake
Hoe ass nigga started cryin cause I started barkin at the wake
I be the U-N-H-O-L-Y, and I sing that murder lullabye
And I tellin you bitches right now
No more Mr. nice guy

No Mr. nice guy I was saying cause you bitches think I'm playin
I be smokin so much bud my brains inside my head decayin
I was young and terrible, ain't no other comparable
The ghost writin, rhyme recitin you unaware hoe
I taught ya, and torture, I'm a menace in my sentence
I'll never be on my knees, beggin for repentance
You niggaz just hate me cause you can't see my power
I be smokin dead flowerz in the midnight hour
I'm Esham, the devil, black devil, the demon
Lucifer released the wicket sperm and I'm the semen
Don't play me like a sucker cause I'll kill you muthafucka
Chickenhead killa
Clockin the dolla billas
In Detroit every nigga and every bitch is turned out
Every block you bend a corner on shit is burned out
Nobody likes nobody so we all pack guns
I got a knot in my pocket, all in ones

Man, no more Mr. nice guy
[whispering]
No more Mr. nice guy
I'm wicket in this industry

 

[fox69]

"No Singing / Misery"

"No Singing / Misery"



No singing at my funeral, I can't stand to see you break down,
So when I die, place me in my coffin face down.
Don't wanna hear no preacher preachin' all that rafa tazz,
Place me face down so you can walk and kiss my black azz.
Leave me butt naked but don't make it a closed coffin,
'cause if you do, I'll come back and haunt you kinda often.
But tell that bitch singin',
We Shall Overcome, to drop it,
I make faces out of place so you oughta stop it.
Well as I look up at the people lookin' down at me,
It's kinda sad to see, so take me out my misery.
I hear some hummin' and some people singin' sad songs,
Where did I go wrong, sad songs last long.
I can hear the preacher sayin' good things about me,(Esham!)
People cryin' as they readin' my obituary.
Hush little baby, don't say a word,
Sometimes it's best to be seen and not heard.
For those of you who don't know,
For those of you who don't know,
For those of you who don't know,
I hate sad songs, so no singing at my funeral.
He was so.. he was a good child.
He was a good child.
Why did he have to go?
Well it's the same ole sad song,
I sing that mad song,
I say it won't last long, tellin' y'all be strong.
Layin' on my back
I can see all the misery,
Thus accompany,
I can hear you but I'm dead so don't sing to me.
Now you wanna sing me a lullaby but you make another cry,
And I'm just another guy who wanna die
Please believe, so don't sing to me,
Just let me be and I'll rest in peace.
It's like a one way ticket to hell and I bought one,
Nothing for sale but a cold and I caught one.
For those of you who don't know,
I hate sad songs so no singing at my funeral.
He was a good boy,
Why he gotta play the game of death.
He gettin' up!
Oh shit, he gettin' up!
Up's a daisy, time for me to get up,
Niggas get lit up, when I test shit up.
Ain't no singin' so get that shit straight,
Bitches go think about me so they masturbate.
No singing at my funeral, to let you know,
Esham's dope hoe and never so so.
The black devil get's funky in the joint,
And fuck the police at east point.
Young mutha fuckin' ass rebel,
Call me unholy or the black devil.
Esham's ain't nothing to fuck with,
And if you talkin' some shit, you betta duck quick.
'cause niggas still dyin' to be down,
With a furobred, they can't fuck around.
It get hectic enough to make your heart sick,
I light 'em up quick just like a candle stick,
I'm not a convict so fuck politics,
I'm not Catalic, but a lunatic.
But I'ma set all that shit aside,
I'm not blond hair or blue eyed like Bonnie & Clyde.
I'ma take you for a joy ride,
And if you slip-n-slide, you'll get cock eyed.
Blood stains all on the rhythm for you punk,
Nigga die, when I drop the funk.
Suckas always tellin' me,
To put a gun to they head and take them out they misery.
It ain't no sweat off my back,
You'll get done whether white or black.
I try but I hesitate,
'cause if I do a chump like you,
I'll be up state.
Kill or not to kill is only like I know,
But if you gotta go you gotta go.
Ain't no time for all that,
Play dead and take two to the forehead.
Nobody knows when they gonna go,
So if you gotta go, I guess you betta not know.
I think you better listen to me,
We all get something out of life and that's a guarantee.
Whether poor or rich, you wanna know why,
Life's a bitch, because we guaranted to die.

 

[fox69]

"No War"
(feat. Jumpsteady)

"No War"
(feat. Jumpsteady)



You wanna party at the club? (There's a war going on out there)
You wanna roll around on dubs? (Smell the anthrax in the air)
You wanna hate it all, no love? (Full-fueled flight on US Air)
Just wait and watch out for the scuds (Nine-eleven, I was there)

Hut, two, three, four - No War!
Hut, two, three, four - No War!
Hut, two, three, four - No War!
Hut, two, three, four - No War!

This boy is not a soldier
Somebody should'a told ya
I'm striking like a cobra
The rap game now is over
I shot up homeboy's Rover
With fifty shots to fold you
You screamin for Yejova
You wish your momma hold you
Just wanna be a roller, money like Tommy Matola
From slanging yoca cola, started off by moving boulders
The world is getting colder, shake them haters off my shoulders
I say I'm 730 - they tell me I'm bi-polar
You go tell Uncle Sam "No war in Afghanistan"
Or Iraq, or Iran, many people dying man
Shots go off in Bethleham
Even in Jerusalem
Christians killing Mus-a-lims
Tell me what you doing man?

You wanna party at the club? (There's a war going on out there)
You wanna roll around on dubs? (Smell the anthrax in the air)
You wanna hate it all, no love? (Full-fueled flight on US Air)
Just wait and watch out for the scuds (Nine-eleven, I was there)

Hut, two, three, four - No War!
Hut, two, three, four - No War!
Hut, two, three, four - No War!
Hut, two, three, four - No War!

We caught up in the struggle
Sit back watch the water bubble
Lock us up for drugs you smuggle
Detroit hustlers paying double
Now the whole country's in trouble
Gas prices sky high
People scared to fly on planes
Why Aaliyah have to die?
Terrorized, civilized
People livin evil lives
You can see it in their eyes
Fire falling from the skys
Nowhere to run and hide
Everybody's gonna die
You can duct tape all your windows
But the smell is still inside

[Jumpsteady]
"We were up there eight months.
We were living in the desert drinking hot-ass water, one hundred and forty degree weather.
Wondering whether we were going to live or die, day to day, man.
It was real stressful over there. So, anyway, I had this boy, right?
His name was Rennisson.
Basicly what happened with him is: He got out of the army before the Gulf War kicked off,
and uhh.. you know everybody thought he was safe, but he joined the reserves.
Next thing we know, we hear he's right over there with us but in another unit.
So, you know, we're like "Aw hell yeah, Rennisson's here too, man. I hope he's alright."
Next thing we know BAM! He's fucking dead, man. The scud missiles came and took him and his boys out.
Next thing you know, we're all trippin like "Oh shit!" That's when it struck us, man.
This shit is for real. We can die at any time, man."

 

[fox69]

"Once You Go Black"

"Once You Go Black"


[INTRO]
Awww, yeah, I'm in the house for the
nineteen ninety's, and I gotta let ya'll know
a little somethin bout that black and white
thang you know...dick

Once you get a peice of this black dick
You wont never go back to that wack dick
Attracted, like a magnet you'll be stuck forever
We can get busy or whatever's clever
I heard once you go white you dont go black
'cause the dick's so good it's just like that
Baby get busy with a freakazoid
Big black dick stay stiff like an android
Bitches paranoid runnin from the dick
But without this dick, baby you aint shit
Your just a little girl, tryin ta be a woman
And before this dick you never knew about cummin
Ya momma and daddy try to keep ya out the ghetto
Get a holda' to a black dick and wont wanna let go
But I can understand, it's a racist world
But go run and tell your daddy that I'm fuckin his little girl
It shouldnt be like that, the world's black and white
But a nigga like me will fuck a pussy on sight
I'm not racist as long as the pussy's wet
The color dont matter we can swing it no sweat
The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
The whiter the tighter, but they all get loose
But I'm not sayin this just to say that
'cause once you go black, you never go back.

[CHORUS]
I know it's a black thang
You know it's a black thang
I know it's a black thang
You know it's a black thang

I know you be dreamin bout a black man
Co swingin in your pussy like Tarzan
Thang long, hang long
And dont worry bout my back 'cause it's bone stong
Dont hate me, 'cause my skin color
'cause I'ma open this dick up to ya like it's an umbrella
I dont pay for pussy or beg
Too many bitches like you co thinkin bout my third leg
And all I hear em say is black dick, black dick
They all strung on my dick like crack and shit
But not just my dick 'cause other brothaz too
Be fuckin these ho's like I do
Aint no thang, we'll get a gangbang
Watch my dick swang and my nuts hang
'cause I aint fakin the funk for no freak
If you aint freakin then bitch dont speak
'cause my dick will hypnotise the ho's
Watch the woody wood pecker as it grows
But I aint sayin this just to say that
'cause once you go black, you never go back

[CHORUS]
I know it's a black thang
You know it's a black thang
I know it's a black thang
You know it's a black thang

Bitches get scared 'cause they daddy told em
If they ever get caught with a nigga he'll disown em
But what your daddy dont know wont hurt that
Come on down to the ghetto and let's work that
Your daddy's so possessive too
So damn possessive I think he be fuckin you
But aint no thang 'cause I'ma go get her
If your daughter wanna cock open them legs I'ma get with her
And I'ma place this black dick in her
Better call the reverand 'cause your daughter is a sinner
And try to get her saved, 'cause I'ma misbehave
And cant nobody give her what I gave
A zulu black bran nubian dick
This the type a dick all the ho's wanna get with
And your momma like to front to
But I know she wanna black dick in her cunt too
Just because niggas used to be slaves
Motherfuckaz still act like we livin in them slave days
But my dick like all kinda pussy
The color dont matter as long as it's wet bush
But I'm not sayin this just to say that
'cause once you go black, you never go back

[CHORUS]
I know it's a black thang
You know it's a black thang
I know it's a black thang
You know it's a black thang

When will you people realize
That the black mans famous for his motherfuckin dick size
And my dick dont discriminate
Because pussy aint got no, pussy aint got no face
But in some cases it do
But every single stereo type aint true
Niggaz eat chicken and honkey's booty's is flat
But just because your booty's flat
Niggaz still get with that
Black girl juicy, white girl loosey
I'm not B.B.D. but you could do me
Your daddy dont know his little girl is a ho
Co comin to get the black dick in the ghetto yo
But black bitches go out there to get the white dick
Some get mad and some dont like it
The white boyz like her even though she an oreo
You'll still fuck her even though she a nigero
So dont get mad 'cause I cant change that
Once you go black you never go back

[CHORUS]
I know it's a black thang
You know it's a black thang
I know it's a black thang
You know it's a black thang

 

[fox69]

"One Day"

"One Day"


[Esham talking]

[chorus]
One day I'ma die, mama don't cry
Ain't no heaven up in the sky
One day I'ma fade away
And set the world on fire, watch the sky turn grey [x2]

I was born to mourn,I guess that's why I live the life of misery
Forever through eternity
My mama was a junkie, I was born into this world a crack baby
My bottle was brass monkey
I developed a brain tumor,now I consume a half ounce of Rose
I sniff bullets with my snub nose
I grew up on the east side, 7 mile area
I was raised like a pitbull terrier
I developed a criminal behavior
I murdered my first man and knew Jesus Christ wasn't my savior
Jehovah witness,witnessed me takin care of my business
So I shot him on the front porch
I took their bibles and burned em
I checked their pockets, turned em inside out
Dumped their bodies in the lake with the trout
It all started as a toddler,now I'm a .45 bullet swallower
And mama don't cry

[chorus]

Somehow it seems,mama calling my name in my dreams
Crackfiends, amphetimenes, what does it really mean
Sometimes it feels like I'm fallin,am I close to death
Gaspin,suffocatin for air,losin my breath
I see visions of doctors and scalpels makin incisions
From fatal collisions to suicide decisions
Nobody knows my suffering
I bring the pain from my migrane, I swallow 23 bufferins
I was addicted to caine since birth
Crack baby goin crazy, so how much is my life worth
A baby boy that bounces
36 ounces I flip,kilograms I slam from the hip
It's kinda crazy how I'm livin
But I'm mad on a murder ride nigga I'm suicide driven
I've arisen from a dead state-of-mind to find I was blind,too late
Mama don't cry

[chorus]

If I could start all over I would
But I can't,if I could,then my heart might have been good
I guess I lost all my time when I lost my mind
It makes me sad to hear mama cryin
So many dyin
I never stopped to think what I put you through
Much love,I thought you hated me,mama I never knew
I guess I walked the wrong path
In the aftermath,many demons screamin my name
You don't know the half
I was dead a long time ago
Never ressurected,once the .45 shell connected
With my dome,I saw my misery crack a smile
So put my dead body in the pile
And wait a while till you come to the cemetary
Cuz you might see my tombstone burnin cuz it's necessary
Pine box, my body rots with the best of em
Mama I'm dead like the rest of em
Mama don't cry

 

[fox69]

"Out Cold"

"Out Cold"


Now once upon a time, way back in the day
There was an MC-killer by the name of E-S-H-A-M
And he was known to murder them all
Gun-clapper leave a rapper brains all on the wall
Now, nobody coul fade him cause he was known to murder em
And kill the wack DJ's who never heard of him
The radio was scared, they wouldnt even listen to him
But he's gettin payed, and the flash of pistols to em
He lives underground in parts unknown
He's known to take your cookies to boogie the bloody microphone
Seven MC's, put them in a line
Then add seven more niggas who think they can shine
Well, it'll take seven more before I'll go for mine
Then I'll "blocabloca" my nine rhymes at the same tizzime
They say, "MC-killer, dont let him rhyme around you,
He's bound to pull a nine and blow your mind all around you"
Now they got a white chalk line all around you
Hanging from a telephone pole's how they found you
Psychopathic, automatic
Weapons get drawn if you got some static 'cause

This is how the story goes
People these days are really out cold
[x4]

Great scott, a monsters high on top of the Penasca
Bustin off shots with the twenty-five-shot glock
This is back when the wizard was cutting shit up
Plus ain't nobody saying nothing, so I'm shutting shit up
Killed another MC, scoped him from high off the tower
Radio stations blow out your power, sniffin powder
How the fuck I killed another DJ?
Special request: I serviced his ass with the AK
P-P-P-P-P-Pow muthafucka, ain't no love in my mind
Ain't no tarnishing my game, ain't no dulling my shine
Still nine dead bodies real hard to find
And if you want to kill some more times, press rewinD

This is how the story goes
People these days are really out cold
[x4]

 

[fox69]

"Out'cha Mind"

"Out'cha Mind"



My name is Esham
The U-N-H-O-L-Y
My name is Esham
The U-N-H-O-L-Y
My name is Esham
The U-N-H-O-L-Y
My name is Esham
The U-N-H-O-L-Y
My name is Esham
The U-N-H-O-L-Y
My name is Esham
The U-N-H-O-L-Y
My name is Esham

The Devil's groove, the Devil is back
Esham the U-N-H-O-L-Y, right on track
And I'm takin' it to the max
(Now my religion is reality)
So don't ask yo Esham, what's up? Ya gotta bust one
U-N-H-O-L-Y load the shells to my shotgun
Suckas come get some from the on that hits 'em
Kidnap ya mind and hold it for ransom
Suckas are scared cause no one dared so beware
Ya fellas keep playin' my tape and woke up with gray hair
The U-N-H-O-L-Y comes in for a second
So watch my magic tricks as I light up a candle stick
I'm somewhat a magician but I'm more of a witch
Can't pull a rabbit from my hat but I can pull a bitch
I pull a rhyme from my sleeve and make ya believe
That I'm the greatest thing alive since Adam and Eve
I gave life to the rhythm and I made it breath
And if ya scared of my performance I suggest ya leave
Ya see I flow wild, but meanwhile
Flowin is my freestyle
I get loose with style then I profile
Grab the mic and say a rhyme with no smile
And like a ghost I'll
Kick the wicked shit, some ol' wicked shit
Got the wicked shit to make you move
The Devil's groove
The U-N-H-O-L-Y, I wrote it
Suckas don't sing along, you'll die if you quote it
Unbelievable, believe what I said
I got what it takes to make ya mind drop dead
A homocidal vital recital's what I recite
The suckas get suicidal inside of a mic
I got the crazy insane, mind of a lunatic
Manipulate ya mind and make ya rhyme like I'm doin' it
This is beyond reality, I'm no joke
The Unholy is in the house so smell the smoke
Ya choke
My rhyme is been bitten but your forgettin'
The U-N-H-O-L-Y did what others didn't
I'm hidden
I'm Esham toatally unexplainable
The U-N-H-O-L-Y inside of me is like an animal
Can't be caged in a rage on stage
As I read ya mind, I flip the page
As I enter ya mind I find it's dangerous
If I slip on a lyric I know ya brain'll bust
I rhyme from the stimulation of mental thinkin'
Some look at me as a doctor for head shrinkin'
Ya see I'm thinkin' that I'm more than a man
Somethin' more than reality, but you'll never understand
I entered the new wave and came with a new rhyme
The ones that didn't understand, got a poo mine
I'm still goin' through ya mind at the speed of light
Suckas bet ya bita chip and I know ya bite
It's hard to swallow, you can't follow my path
If ya dissin' what I'm thinkin' then feel the wrath
Of the madness, ya see I'm never like anotha brotha
(You're dated under a pillow intended to smotha)
Hear the instrumental as I get inside ya mental state of mind
And bust a rhyme
Time'll tell if I'm still raisin hell
I drive ya like a hamma on a bed of nails
I'm like crack, and if ya smoke me your addicted to my speech
What I teach is outta reach
But each
And everyone of you'll learn from my way
What I do and what I say
Be real
Learn to write what you feel
Almost outta time
Almost outcha mind
But when I step outcha mind go back to bein you
The ones that cop out, drop out, minds blew
Don't believe what ya hear all the time
Esham and the Unholy, out ya mind