That ain't happenin'
Well
Muthaf**as tryin' to k** me and sh**,
Out here
Well
10 years ago a friend of mine
Spit somethin' called acid rap
Rapped about the darkest sh** I ever done heard of,
Swear I never heard of nuttin' like that
Just a kid at home on a microphone
Rappin' these boomin' words from hell
Sellin' tapes out his trunk for a couple of months,
But soon ghetto millionaires crown well
Esham Smith and his brother James,
Payin outta half the state
With a brand new style called the wicked sh**,
Sellin' faster than the sh** could be made
What's Esham like? Is he really like that?
Is Oshay really a natural born k**a?
With them it's OK all day, with Esham no way,
Cause his sh** be soundin' way realla
He does the Devil's sh**,
Do you believe in God?
It's the story of Esham The Unholy
And if you askin' me, how the f** I know?
Because the muthaf**a just told me,
b*atch!