When I was born broke I was a joke to many
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But then I said gimme that respect now your on my jimmy
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The Unholy, bumpin out your system
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My kinda music'll make ya go get a exorcism
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I took a journey in ya mind and then I came out
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And when I said I'm out your mind I blew your brain out
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Some think I'm voodoo, but still I'm funky like doo doo
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Unholy's in the house with the whole kit and kaboodle
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Microphone mysterious, some say I'm delirious
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But if you bite my rhyme then you'll die and this is serious
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The seventh sign of death is the groove so lemme groove ya
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My flow is just to funky for you its time for me to move ya soul
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The I rock n roll to the next phase
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I'll make ya ears bleed blood on the air waves
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I think the rythym died, I tried to resurrect it
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But if my shit wasn't def then you'd eject it
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Disconnect it, uncorrected, as you selected
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As the devil gets funky
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(CHORUS)
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More Bounce... Hold it now, that's PLAYED OUT!
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What the fuck is that funky smell?
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Now is the Unholy sacrifice
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You'll pay the price crucified like Christ on the mic
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Some wonder the evil that men do
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I dont pretend to, cuz I'm fin to
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Get wicket for the sake of my own soul
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Sold my soul to the highest bidda, now I'm finna
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Drop juice, or should I say Acid
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Get loose and try ta diss you'll getcha ass kicked
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I got a knife and I'll cut cha throat
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And I'm stabbin any mothafucka who said I wasn't dope
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Now you see me, now you dont
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Now you wanna be me, I wonder what fo'
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Is it cuz, Esham's far from a fuckin ho
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Fuck with me and I'll end up on death row
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You'll get broken in just like a pair of slacks
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I break ho's, break hearts, and break backs
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Killer tracks on wax attack
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Cuz my mouth is so dirty they wanna wash it with Ajax
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My nine rhymes go bang it aint no thang
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All ya'll pussies cant hang as the devil gets funky
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(CHORUS)
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What the fuck is that funky smell?
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The devil's just actin' a motherfuckin fool
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What the fuck is that funky smell?
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The Devil get's funky...
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Well as I, get funky in the disco
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And take your mind for a spin like Sisco
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On stage I'm still packin my pistol
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I take all my ho's to the Bristol
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My Acid Rap ya gonna smoke it like cocaine
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And if ya dont really like it aint no thang
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I made this for my homies aint shit changed
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Just the price on the bird and the Night Train
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Ya say blind milly chilly got glasses
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I got 20/20 vision just to peep out the asses
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In the house for the nineteen nine O's
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And my crew is fuckin nothin but fine ho's
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So when you see us better give up the monkey
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Cuz I'ma get in that ass and let the devil get funky
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What the fuck is that funky smell?
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The Devil get's funky...
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The Devil Gets Funky
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Esham |