Esham - Some Old Wicket sh**!!! lyrics

[CHORUS] Some old wicket sh** Some old wicket sh** (for you) Some old wicket sh** (for you) Midnight's the witches hour And your outside Somebody played a Reel Life Product tape And commited suicide Tryin to save ya soul it cant be done Unholy to the son of satan, I aint the one Congratulations brothaz and sistaz who prayed for me Some slayed for me and still pray for me They say my rhyme's satanic it'll make ya vomit And I think I'm the sh** when it comes down to it You knew it and know it, unholy poet, your mind I'll blow it If you ever heard me rhyme for the first time It is like a hurricane, stun you like novicane Simple and plain, Reel Life Product is insane Your f**in with the wrong one Listen till the song's done f** around and be on the wrong end of a gun son Your listenin to insanity, but that's just demandin me I say I'm Esham and you said how can it be I'ma psycho-pathic, auto-matic Reel Life Product, pro-static, f** it. [CHORUS] Some old wicket sh** Some old wicket sh** (for you) Some old wicket sh** Some old wicket sh** (for you) Some old wicket sh** Some old wicket sh** I'm the U-N-H-O-L-Y better known as Esham Champs and chumps step up and get some punk Playin around with me is like playin with a rattlesnake I shake and bake and break the fake E-S-H-A-M I'm him not one of them Reel Life Product's grim A phsychofrantic motherf**az future's lookin dim A R-E-A-L a L-I-F-E a P-R-O-D to the U-C-T Reel Life Product's what I spelled our very seldom yelled (?) dope we sell I have the mind of the devil, the body of lucifer Gimme a mic and watch me get loose for ya Convince a motherf**er that suicide's the way Another homicide, I'll live another day I lied I said I was the unholy, 'cause a preacher told me The U-N-H-O-L-Y is a brotha with soul see It's written down in the god damn scriptures Im not satanic, so f** yall b**hes. [CHORUS] Some old wicket sh** Some old wicket sh** (for you) Some old wicket sh** Some old wicket sh** (for you) Some old wicket sh** Some old wicket sh** (for you) Holy god, f** the joy's Here come Reel Life Production and the devil's groove You cant move, you might as well tape it And listen, and listen untill it's your favorite The speakers are smokin, n***az chokin I'm provokin, no jokin, motherf**ers hopin That I get off the mic and shut up forever But that's a dream that'll never come true, never I'm insane, it's hard to maintain my mentallity If you keep listenin you'll have a wicket personality f** it. [CHORUS] Some old wicket sh** (for you) Some old wicket sh** (for you) Some old wicket sh** (for you) This is my song (for you) This is my song (for you) This is my song (for you) This is my song (for you)