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!