Esham - Boogie Man - 1992 lyrics

'Hey boys and girls today we're gonna play a game What's your name son you look kinda strange, what's your name?' 'They call me the boogieman' Let's play dead, and give ya a second to die And if I do or die, I sing a lullaby I'm not a crime fighter, I'm like a ghost writer And then my rhyme is like a chip ahoy, I bet'cha bite uh And they don't understand, a rock and roll band I'm not the KK Klan, more like the boogie man And Satan's in the mix and you don't wanna diss Because this is for all the suicidalists I'd rather be dead, I'm knockin' 'em dead Before you live, ya die, roll over play dead I'm the B-Double O-G-I-D-M-A-D-M-A-N Amen, another sin, here we go the f** again Takin' to the T-O-P, you don't wanna f** with me 'Cause I'm the boogie man and I'm M-A-T-G Now you wanna know, how we go a here we go Unholy's my scenario, kickin' it in stereo Style is stick, kickin' the ballistics Kinda magnificent, but always stayin' distant You don't understand, 'cause you can't and I can I got the whole world in my hand 'Cause I'm the boogieman 'Oh sh** I'm scared, God damn boogie man' I'd rather be dope, then prayin' and wishin' on a ho That's all she wrote, so f** John the Pope And if I do that, I give a clue jack I'm the unholy but you already knew that I'm a black devil, black sheep Black rhythm, black rhyme, black beat, yo I never went pop with acid hip hop A with a 1, 2 and ya don't stop I keep it goin' I, I know you're knowin' I The way I'm goin' I'm showin' ya how I'm flowin' I I hold my black dick just like a pool stick My cue balls in my corner pocket so watch it But you don't understand 'cause you can't and I can I got the whole world in my hand, 'cause I'm the boogieman