Crazy convict, don't take no shit
Since age 13 I was ill legit
I had a problem with homicide,
Black from the hell raised,
No one listens to what the
But I'm smooth like Satan
so breathe ya last breath
At a funeral, tell me do ya know
any other that can get some
Say his name and there'll
See, words can't describe
You can't imagine it 'cause
A homicidal vital, recital is my title
Gotta serious psychological problem,
Crucifix, a trick to black ma gic
A brother named Esham, treach and tragic
The devil's my boy and Satan's my son,
Shoot ya in the back like Billy the kid
Talkin bout takin me out, shit
Better put ya dukes up 'fore ya
Crucified ya mama, so what, so what
So what you gonna do? Take re
venge like a brother, man
And get fucked up, like ya mother, man
I sold the devil my soul for gold,
Brothers and brothers have died,
? like to a mothafucker so
Sacrifice ya life tonite, with a knife
Pray to hell and give the devil ya life
See many of you mothafuckers don't
How long can you listen to one
Prophecy the dead has arozen
The devil is dead and one man is chosen
To lead the dead, to kill, bloodshed
My mind is evil, evil's inside my mind
The devil's gonna get ya,
Go to sleep and never wake up,
The witch was right on ya back,
But who's to turn ya to stone,
you're stuck in eternal place
Hell's the fire on the candlesticks
This is the devil's groove,
Release ya sins, up, up in the slutty
Go commit suicide, anotha homicide