Esham

[fox69]

"Ex-Girlfriend"

"Ex-Girlfriend"



I used to love her, too bad I had to put a slug through her
Dumped her body in the trash like I never knew her
Blood runnin down the gutter into the sewer
Her body stunk for weeks like horse manure
Now the police are looking for the boyfriend, I'm the suspect
Forensic files, evidence, panic the public
Domestic abuse, custody battles, bitch made me go crazy, I had to stab her
Plus I didnt like her ex-boyfriend anyway
She never knew today would be her last day
When she came over, I gave her a rose
Then slit her throat and watch her shake untill her eyes close

I didn't mean to (i didnt mean too)
I fucked up again (i didnt mean too)
I made a mistake and killed my ex-girlfriend (i didnt mean too)

Man this bitch wasn't innocent, she was guilty by far
Found a used jimmy hat in my car
And she had told me she was going to her mothers, well...
She can tell it to the Devil in Hell
I waited for the bitch to get off work the next night
Slapped her in the back of the head with a pipe
Bitch fell to the floor, bleedin out of her nose
I need a handsaw, a few garbage bags, and a hose
It wasnt premeditated, it was preaggravated
You think I wanted to cut this bitch up man? I hate it
Man, why she do me like this? When i brought this bitch chocolates too?
what the fuck, she's through, what are you gonna do?

I didn't mean to (i didnt mean too)
I fucked up again (i didnt mean too)
I made a mistake and killed my ex-girlfriend (i didnt mean too)

No "Hello's" just "Goodbye's"
You know why she had to die? Cause she's a liar
Chopped her up and threw her in the bonfire
But I kept her head with the transcripts read
Your honor I didnt kill this bitch, her family just wants to see me burried
Cause me and her didnt get married. Is that neccessary?
Instead, I chopped her up and carried her head around in a bag
With a fourty-four mag
Hailie's crying for her mommy
He didn't commit suicide, I killed your cousin, Ronnie
Trying to stay up out the county
But how can I do that with all these shady cops around me?

I didn't mean to (i didnt mean too)
I fucked up again (i didnt mean too)
I made a mistake and killed my ex-girlfriend (i didnt mean too)

 

[fox69]

"Fallen Angel"

"Fallen Angel"


[esham]
I was an unplanned pregnant, brought forth by a mistake
Go on into a world, filled up wit lust a hate
Little do I know about life, but I'm still learnin
First i'mma journey through hell, without burnin
Livin in the ghetto, the devil is now a black man
I saw him standin in the corner wit the crack man
Little do I know, this hell is now my home
Since birth the peace I blown, is now gone
Like the death, days passed, I'm still growin
Death is my fate, and this hell but never knowin
When, but how do I survive without sin
But thou shall not kill was my first
Then I broke off ten commandments, I guess I'm doomed to go to hell
But I'm already there, so tell another tale
From the dark side of myself, I'm entangled
Between heaven and hell, the fallen angel

"aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!"

[esham]
18 years passed, never knew about love
The sky is fallin, so I fell from the heavens above
Product of ya sins, my father, I never knew him
Call the exorcist, 'cause the devil done got to him
Voodoo child, son of bitch, a bastard
Sold my soul, and now I'm the master
My mother sings the blues, and drinks the booze
And then she praise to save my soul from bad news
Tears fall, I hear my mother call on the lord
Tonight I be playin in my room, on the ouija boards
Screamim red rum at the top of my lungs
When I close my eyes, visions of bodies bein hung
Death was my destiny, life was a test to me
Livin inside, my owns sins'll blast for me
Death awaits inside myself, I'm entangled
Between heaven and hell, the fallen angel

[r&b sample]

[esham]
As my soul gets deep into darkness can I be saved
My life flash before my eyes in many ways
I saw me in my earlier days, in wicked ways
Cross my heart, and hope to die, is on my grave
Written on my tombstone, rest in peace
Ridin body in the ground, as the maggots feast
You see I live so fast, but died so young
Another victim of another one, drinkin his red rum
I'm fallin from the heavens and I'm on my way
To meet my maker, the undertaker, 'cause now is judgment day
My soul is hot, and my body is all rotten
Another angel falls from the heaven, forgotten
Without a clue, nobody knew, the knowledge to teach me
'cause a, fuck the teacher and fuck the preacher
As my soul empiric's inside myself, I'm entangled
And outcast from the heavens, so I'm a fallen angel

 

[fox69]

"Finger In The Cake Mix"

"Finger In The Cake Mix"



Duncan Hines
Funky rhymes I like goin' in from behind
Take my finger and dip it in
Hittin' them skins, much skins
I like choclate with extra cream
Hittin' them cakes a daily routine
Stir it with my finger, just like a stick
The devil's out the soup,
Now he's in the cake mix
This time, I gotta mix it up
The sugar's in one cup,
The cream in another cup
Upside down, cake rattle n' roll
The cake mix runs down side of the bowl
I dip my face in the bowl, just to get a sniff
Kinda smells fishy once I get a wiff
Take my spoon and stir it up,kinda good
Now I got a woody-wood pecker could I whisper in your ear,
And tell you what I need
How many cakes to fill one man's greed?
One ho cake, two ho cakes, damn,
Damn, I think I'm stirrin' kinda slow
5 ho cakes, 6 ho cakes
I got my finger in your cake mix
What's the matter with my cake batter?
I need a jimmy hat like the mad hatter
Too much cream, baby, def' too much
I guess you like your cake mixed with nuts
Spread that cake mix nice and thick
Lick the spoon like you lick my dick
I don't think it's ready for the oven yet
We'll both know when we start to sweat
Betty Crocker, drink some vodka
Then I stuck her with my cocka
You got cake mix on your drawers
I got cake mix on my balls
This cake mix is nice and sweet
But this cake mix you do not eat
This cake mix is soft and wet
And just to get my dick erect
You might say that I'm kinda sick
But that's what's happenin' when I'm rappin' 'bout your little girl's cake mix
I got caught with my finger in the cake mix
I don't like trick or treatin'
I'd rather have a trick
And if you got me some dessert
Just open up your shirt
I'll stick my spoon in the mix
And then I'll go to work
Your oven is hot, it's ready to bake
The devil's in your soup as you masturbate
As you jerk my dick or mix with my spoon
It's gonna add flavor to the cake mix soon
The cake is mellow and moist and wet
I never had a cake that made me sweat
It's like a Dunkan Hines a Hostess twinkie pie
Put my face too close to the cake and got cream in my eye
There's nothin' I can't mix
There's nothin 'I can't fix
But while I'm bakin' cakes
I got my finger in the cake mix

 

[fox69]

"Flatline"

"Flatline"


[Chorus]
Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline
Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline
Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline
Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline
Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline

Once it's gonna come and getchya
Hitchya with the razor slitchya
UnHoly, niggas need to stay up off my dick though
Sick though, when I hitchya with the wicked rhyme
Stickin' it in your mind, rewind the Flatline
Unload, explode, here's the new episode
Paranoia, can't do nuttin for ya
Helter skelter, mind melter, if I feltchya
If I die, I'm goin to Hell, who do ya tell?
Run from the Devil, gotta shovel, gravedigga
How you gonna kill a dead nigga, if you figure I'm dead?
Here's the oops upside ya head
Here's a hot piece a lead, an instead I walk the Flatline

[Chorus]

If I'm on the Flatline's, it means I'm 'bout to lose my mind
Death is the seventh sign, and I'm runnin' outta time, so check this
I'm a suicidalist, that means I ain't afraid to die
If I play the game of death, that means I play the game to die
Russian roulette, hit my two and reenact the fooly
Unruly, you'll see me lose my cool G
Click, click, click, click, clickity, click, click
Cock the hammer, and when it slams, God damn, (gunshot) bam

[Chorus]

Flatline....Flatline....Flatline....Flatline

Well I walk the Flatlines and I'm 'bout to lose my grip
Gotta gun in my hand, wrapped around my finger tips
If I slip then I might catch a hole in my head
Sceamin' out bloody redrum, for somethin I said um
My minds goin Bedlam, flash backs of Rambo
So much pressure, I grab the ammo off my dresser
I'm shakin', I start to tremble, for Jack Me Nimble
My mind starts crashin' like a symbol, and I'm in limbo
To calm me down I think I better count to ten
But I only made it to nine, I did a Flatline

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Foodstamp"

"Foodstamp"



The witch jumped on my back
So now it's time for me to rhyme in Acid Rap
A mic attack, so my brain starts to swell up
It's time to turn the volume up and raise the hell up
A microphone overdose, too much dope
Some suckaz choke but I hope they all croak
This is The U-N-H-O-L-Y
No need for applause ''cause I'm hella fly
I picked up the mic and get ya strung out
On that Acid Rap, Like a stamp, you all based out
Once you hit it there's no turnin' back
It's that Acid Hip-Hop Rap that's like crack
I'm gonna hit ya with another fix
So I added the new-improved inside the mix
And ya hunger like a dope fiend, off of what I did
I got you all strung out, on acid

Shoot it, smoke it, sniff it, or just listen to it
Some try to copy my chemistry but can't do it
Can't get the formula right so it's fake dope
Suckaz be ass-bangin' soda with benzol
But I'm a real nigga from the streets of Motown
Where Rock and Roll started, now I'm the hardest artist on the planet
Some can't stand it and take it for granted
But I always recoup and they don't understand it
All in my rays of more ways I daze and faze
And never seem to amaze the one who blazed
The A-C-I-D, AC-DC
Pump it out your system it'll blow up your battery
I'm a hard rock, gunnin' down brothers like Billy the Kid
Do what I did, now you're doin' that acid

You're blind, to the fact I blowin' your mind
Got ya all tryin' to learn my line so hit rewind
The U-N-H-O-L-Y will take it back in time
In due time you'll find I flow time after time
I'm down for mine so stop the bitein'
Heard you tried to sound like me when you was recitein'
Thought it was a reverb of my voice but you're wrong son
I'm the people's choice and it's been like that from day one
I flow like a pro, it takes a life time to know
To bite my style you have to go to first
It gets worse as the verse lies, and attract flies
As I metamorphosize from Jekyll to Hyde
And this is for the suicidalist and Jesus Christ
I met Elvis in hell but who will tell the tale
Of everything that I did
Unless you put it on your tongue, and do that acid

This is a three minute high, or even more
Ya get a rush from the rhythm so even the score
You gotta pump it up to 10 again can I get an amen
It don't stop, until I say when
I'll make you're eardrums bleed for days
Acid Rap, Some treat it like coke and catch the wave
Niggaz be scared to listen some dared but didn't prepare so they can't
Some drop dead and faint
This is The Unholy, preachin' like a reverend
Except when I die I'm not goin' to heaven, yo
Because I write the @#%$ ya sniff
And when I bust on riff ''cause most niggaz can't deal with
What I'm sayin', some be prayin'
The Unholy is here to say that's how it's layin', acid

 

[fox69]

"Freak Nasty"

"Freak Nasty"


Freak nasty, freak nasty
Freak nasty, freak nasty
Freak nasty, freak nasty
Freak nasty, freak nasty
Hey sexy, love that walk
Hey sexy, love that talk
Hey sexy, dont you know
That you are just a freaky ho
Can we get together now
Do you know what, 'cause I know how
Aint no kinda frontin honey
I want the cunt and money
I did'nt eat breakfast but I'll take a little nuttin honey
I know your booty's round, I got no coodie's hoe
If we get busy then I got to put my footie's down
It's not (?) plan, it's just a one night stand
I'm not a groupie and I dont wanna be your man
I'm not all in, baby quit callin
Me a pervert, and quit stallin
Bottom line can I nut on ya chest
All you gotta do is say yes
And be my...

[CHORUS]
Freak nasty, freak nasty
Freak nasty, freak nasty
Freak nasty, freak nasty
Freak nasty, freak nasty

Hey sexy, would you blow
On my dick and make it grow
If you want to, tell me so
My dick starts growin like Pinnachio's nose
Freak me, Freak me, baby doll
Ride this dick for a little while
In and out and round and round
Givin you more than just a pound
I like chocolate with extra cream
Dont fuck ho's who like to feind
It's no fun if the honey's dont scream
N-A-T-A-S it's a tag team
Freak nasty, all upset
'cause she didnt get her pussy wet
Let me nut all on yo chest
All you gotta do is say yes
And be my...

[CHORUS]
Freak nasty, freak nasty
Freak nasty, freak nasty
Freak nasty, freak nasty
Freak nasty, freak nasty

Hey baby, let's hit the motel
If you bring the pussy everything a go swell
I got the condom's, always gotta bang wit em
Bitches, I'm baggin em'
Break out the Magnum, condoms
'cause I'm not dumb
And if you dont use a condom, you dumb
Hey baby, baby, baby, bet you dont know
If pussy was a sport I'd be all pro
Bitches on my dick 'cause I'm good to go
Your man got the money but I'm dickin his ho

[CHORUS]
Freak nasty, freak nasty
Freak nasty, freak nasty
Freak nasty, freak nasty
Freak nasty, freak nasty

Hey baby, hey sexy
Hey baby, hey sexy.....

 

[fox69]

"Fried Chicken"

"Fried Chicken"



My heads been hurtin since 83'
Since birth my mommas been afraid of me
I was raised by the streets
I was made to be a young nigga makein cash so easily
I rolled into town full of playas and snitches
Every nigga I know be down for riches
OZ's, 8ths, kilos, and pounds
Nigga just yo ass right out of bounds
7 m-i-l-e's where I ride cause I roll through yo town like suicide
If you see me on the streets gotta bloody pistol
Triple beam OZ's get cut for crystal
Might come to your town and I'll kill your crew
Put a crack house right next door to you
If I fucked your bitch man its all in the game
I done nutted in her mouth and don't know her name
Might come to your hood with my bad intentions
To fuck all the bitches with the hair extensions
If you see a nigga lookin to side of my ride
Just look for the joint in my mouth and you can say I'm fried
You can say I'm fried
You can say I'm fried
I got a track violation warrant for my rep
To dope case bleedin to no contempt
Had to beat a nigga ass at the liquor sto'
Cause he said he wouldn't sell me alcohol no mo'
Fuck that I gotta get my buzz and die
Get high still DWI
What the fuck y'all know about a millionaire gettin money slappin hoes screamin I don't care
I'm the neighborhood crook screamin fuck the hook
I'm the nigga that snatched yo mom's pocket book
Wicked shit, shit don't stop forever
Playa hatas hate me nigga whatever
I be fuckin these hoes since 94'
Screamin fuck these tricks in 96'
Real life I'll life fuckin dikes hangin with Dice screamin what'd it be like
Nigga ridin', high sidin, suicidein, muder-i-ing
Nigga You can say I'm fried
You can say I'm fried
You can say I'm fried
I like money and everythin that comes with that
I like pussy and big hoe asses fat
I like hoes suck dick at a drop of a dime
Put a gun in yo mouth and let it blow yo mind
Bitch boy my names Esham for real
Niggas still I kill for my dollar
So real I'm out for the fortune and game
Street politics, tricks, to cocaine
Sittin' in a crack house earnin' my snaps
Way before I was bustin em raps
It's the c-o-c-a-i-n-e now lets niggas be dope on the m-i-c
So fuck what you heard about me before I'm the same ol' nigga
Esham's dough hoe

 

[fox69]

"Fuck A Lover"
(feat. Dayton Family)

"Fuck A Lover"
(feat. Dayton Family)



[Esham]
I got an uzi that I sleep wit' unda my covas
I got an uzi that I sleep wit' unda my covas
I got an uzi that I sleep wit' unda my covas

[Esham]
I got an uzi that I sleep wit'
Peep it this ain't no secret
I'm ready to buck 'em down and street sweep shit
My uzi weighs a ton, I got no love for none
My rhymes the bloody ones, assassinated ya sons
No time to reconsider before you commit a murder dead
Soon as I hit, I seen the blood squirt out 'er head
I got an uzi that I sleep wit' unda my covas
Fuck a lover, she will discova anyway
That I will just stray like a bullet from a gun
When I pull it, never knew what I'ma do it
I'ma do it, ain't no savin' ya life, took ya Life Savers
Every crew wit' murder cravin' done flapped off just like the 'Raven'
Played 'em before I slayed 'em
These fake ass niggaz, I hate 'em
Just like cop'ers when they raiding, grab the AK then I sprayed 'em
Made 'em get on the floor then reload and K'ed 'em some more
Niggaz wanna kill me in my sleep, that's why I sleep wit' the uzi for

[Chorus]
[Esham]
I got an uzi that I sleep wit' unda my covas
Ready to murder, so fuck a lover [x2]

[Shoestring]
I got an uzi that I sleep wit' unda my covas
Buckin' they brotha
Takin' 'Natural Born Killas' from they mothas
Click and clack it, sit back nigga, watch me wack it
Blow off ya back and ya rhinestones outcha jacket
Snooze ya loose, gotta' 'buze you and Shoe's grippin' this Uz
Blowin' holes out they shoes, jump out the sandals
Death wish, blow out the candles
I got an uzi wit' no grip or no fuckin' handles
Just a barrel, Shoe straight like a fuckin' sparrow
Straight through ya heart, stick some muthafuckin' arrow
Murder me man, murder a bitch, murder a gang, murder insane
Murderin' all for blood stains
Esham and Shoestring step in The D wit' the uzi
They tried to kill me but Boot won't let them niggaz do me
Plus Ghetto E got my back from any other
Annoyed like a muthafucka up under covers
Uzi..

[Chorus]

[Bootleg]
I gotta tell you, Esham, you get more sleep than me
'Cuz I sleep wit' a glock, my TK, cameras, and a fuckin' uzi
Plus I been diagnosed wit' bein a schizophrenic
So when I hit that ass and then croak these bitches panic
I'm up in your house, I'm here (Under ya covas)
When you hit (Under ya covas)
You gon' die (Under ya covas)
So if you wanna have some drink, well have some redrum
All you gotta do is fuck me over and I'll give you some

[Ghetto E]
My uzi weighs a ton and my guns they won't jam for no one
My uzi's underneath my blankets bustin' 'till the day come
For murderous assertive you ain't heard from killas comin'
Raven look on my bed I see shadows of hearts strummin'
Watch porno movies wit' my uzi tucked under my sheets
I be cummin' every time I squeeze the trigga on my freak
Yes my uzi does a duty when she lays beside my waist
I can't sleep without an extra box of shells tucked inside my pillow case
My uzi

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Game Of Death"
(feat. Mastamind, TNT)

"Game Of Death"
(feat. Mastamind, TNT)



Who wants to get a game
Who wants to get a game, let's play a game of death

[Mastamind]
Get down, lay your cards down
Duck down, as my chain ball spins round and round
When it stops, I bet it chops to the ground
Now how that shit sound? Sounds like a shake down
Here comes the break down
I bet'cha break, I bet'cha gotta headache
Ya can't keep ya ass awake
Fool, why ya think the unholy had to wake the dead
To many niggaz sleepin' so we give blows to ya head
One time, in and out ya mind
I know the rules to the game, give assistance to my rhyme
I'm workin' my voodoo on you and you
What can ya do to stop Mastamind and his crew?
The magic I use is blacker than blacker than black
Get back, fool what'cha know about that?

[TNT]
What'cha know about this? When I aim I don't miss
Fuck around and catch a fist when TNT's pissed
Droppin' bombs on your crews, I quicked the life refused
Ya played the game of death and you're guarenteed to lose

[Mastamind]
Play your cards right, tonight's helter skelter
The cards I dealt ya ain't good, find shelter in your hood
I'm comin' at 'cha like a body snatcher, I'm gonna get 'cha
And show ya I'mthe game's masta
Mastamindin' my game till there's no suckas left
When ya fuck with the wrong nigga ya play the game of death

[Esham]
This is the game, come take a spin on the wheel
How many cops can I kill?
I'm ill, buck 'em down at a stand still
Watch me get ill, watch the blood spill
Chop, swing, off with your head
I'm kinda misled, I'd rather be dead
This is the game that I play with no shame
Russian Roulette, cock back and take aim
I want me some bacon, so I'm fina cutta pig
Wha-dada dame, so I split 'cha wig
Not by the hairs on your chinny chin chin
Will you play the game of death with me and never win?
Killin' be a sin, snatch your throat and grin
Gettin' buck wild with the rin-tin-tin
The chrome's to your dome, so tell me what's left
And breathe your last breath, and play the game of death

[Mastamind]
Bad guys never lose, so I bet I win
I don't die, but I come back again and again

[Esham]
Red rum, red rum come and get some
Hey mad niggaz hung by they tongues when I sung
Play a game, press your luck, punk
I don't give a fuck punk
If the butcher knife don't cut
Then I buck, buck, buck

[Mastamind]
Watch me get 'em, watch me hunt 'em out and hit 'em
I'm hungry for adam's apples I gotta slit 'em
You can't play my game motherfuckers hate I came
Let the sky storm, let it rain, let it rain
Chopped off her head now the blood is just gushin'
I picked up the knife and the steel's steady pushin'
Aimin' for the kill, the kill is what I got
Playin' in my game, and this is the plot
Now I'm playin' doctor, grab the knife and chopped her
Shivers, quivers, out comes the liver
Shoot a dead body and I dumped it in the river
The beat when I deliver, no more life to give her
I hate to behave the same to savor it for yourself
When the tables dealt, you get felt in the game of death

[Esham]
Now as I come in, I take one final spin on the wheels of Jeopardy
For all those hoes who slept with me
Wicked rhyme kicka, Sick 'em for when I trick up
Peter pipper picka, you have to suck my dick up
Nigga I'm outta liqour, Cuttin' to kill ya quicka
Six, six, six, 'cause I'm sick sick sicka
The U-N-H-O-L-Y, watch your heada life
I be dead a guy, rock a bye-bye
If you wanna play, yes we playin' dead
I gotta screw loose and a hole in my head
Dead bodies layin' all around
And press your luck and get slammed hoe
The price is right so come on down
Remember don't say damn say where me woe
In the game of death

 

[fox69]

"Get Doe"

"Get Doe"



Meanwhile, back on the east side

All i know, Get doe (keep gettin that doe)
Flip another O, Get doe (keep gettin that doe)
Get it fast or slow, Get doe (keep gettin that doe)
Better tell ya hoe, get doe (keep gettin that doe)

All i know, Get doe (keep gettin that doe)
Flip another O, Get doe (keep gettin that doe)
Get it fast or slow, Get doe (keep gettin that doe)
Better tell ya hoe, get doe (keep gettin that doe)

All i know is chefin' up dope
Break it down and get it ready for the fiends to smoke
It's the true to be paid, nightmares your broke
You'd rather have Freddy and Jason come slit your throat
In this life we live in, cash rules everything
I'm married too my riches, fuck bitches and wedding rings
Push the peddle to the metal while your still peddling
Forever in the fast lane, never settling
Get dough, sniff blow, get some more, get a O of some dro
Blow some doe with my hoe
You might see me at the MO MO with a thick chako
I'm a giant robot, you Johnny Saco
Stacking up my chips like Esay at King Taco
Hot like tobasco like me, but you're not though

Hoes they love to lick on my balls
Drop to they knees and crawl like a dog
All I know is getting that doe
Getting that dough, getting that doe

Hoes they love to lick on my balls
Drop to they knees and crawl like a dog
All I know is getting that doe
Getting that dough, getting that doe

I need my skrilla my frietos
My fetty fetty fetty
My cheddy cheddy cheddy
But y'all aint even ready
Like Speedy Gonzey lets chase the cheese fast
Cash over ass, never in a rat trap, tote the gat for that
Pockets stay lumpy, keep the pump with me
Aint no punkin' me, murder in company
Whip out the chrome for the block of provalone
Or the limburger, screaming murda murda murda
You, your crew, her, him, and them, all get clapped by E-S-H-A-M

You might not be hungry like me
All i know when out in these streets:
G-E-T D-O-E
Pay attention muthafucker, you dont know me

You might not be hungry like me
All i know when out in these streets:
G-E-T D-O-E
Pay attention muthafucker, you dont know me