Esham - Hellter Skkklter (RADIO EDIT) lyrics

[INTRO] What's your pleasure, mister? X8 [VERSE 1: ESHAM] Sick in the head So I tried to k** a priest I'm thinking of excuses Instead of k**ing me The Symptoms of Insanity's got me going psycho Friday the 13th just like Michael If I get wreck Then I wreck when I wreck it When I mic check 1, 2 when I check it Looking for excuses just to get ill How many pigs can one man k** Many, plenty, all if any A penny for your thoughts But d**h is what you bought From a public enemy, public figure Keeping my hands on the trigger Like a rusty razor but I'll faze you like a taser Think of Malice Green And then I get Deja Vu Then I get voodoo wicket Slide a rusty razor across your throat then I stick it Get my man, my man get Tick-tock-tick when the heater goes click And by the way, (EDITED) you man God damn, you better murder me man [HOOK] You better murder me man, you better redrum, redrum (x2) You better murder me man You better murder me man, you better redrum, redrum (x2) [VERSE 2: ESHAM] You better murder me man Before somebody get hurt Sister Mary do me work in the back of the church Another one bites the dirt When I put in work Heh, you're talking to an expert The Tazmanian Devil Black Devil That Devil you don't know And don't want to know Cause I'm kind of like a head hunter, jack Chop it off and I'm gonna, black You know I want to, black Can't no, ain't no if, ands, or buts When my jimmy swings low I'm dropping my nuts to the flo' Onto the flo', to let you know Pick the hairs off my nuts Or better yet my afro Big trigga, cooped up gorilla And like Ice-T I'm a k**a, but illa Vanilla Ice on the Ku Klux Klan You better murder me man [HOOK] You better murder me man, you better redrum, redrum (x2) You better murder me man You better murder me man, you better redrum, redrum (x2) [VERSE 3: ESHAM] Redrum redrum Murder murder murder Standing in my way Then I got to hurt ya Never get happy Hair always nappy You'll get slapped, G Unholy pappy Visions of bloody bodies Bloody bodies of vision My mind and suicide Head on collision I vision an incision Some psycho decision Psychedelic funking Slam jam dunking This is do or die So I'd rather be dead Catch them out of line Off with their heads I flex the text And break some freaking necks Me getting done plenty s** And special effects Make me crazy, mad, boy I'm freaking bad You couldn't even add all the problems I've had Psycho sick, this is sick Abracadabara, black magic Voodoo wicket, wicket voodoo Scare you, go boo Funky doodoo I'm wicket, standing with my gat in my hand You better murder me man [HOOK] You better murder me man, you better redrum, redrum (x2) You better murder me man You better murder me man, you better redrum, redrum (x2) [OUTRO] What's your pleasure, mister? X9