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(backround: Esham) Somebody help me, somebody help me! (Chorus) - (Psychopathic Screams) (Esham) No one hears my screams I told you my deepest fear But I'm still having bad dreams It seems I'm still trapped inside a paradox Whether you care or not My infrared plays connect-the-dots The evil nigga, no nigga could ever figure the style Commense the body count and the bodies pile A hundred miles And me styles never get worn The Wicket Shit'll never die No need to mourn And suckas stay off my dick I'm never friendly To go to church, fuck Jesus cause it just ain't in me, in me Lord have mercy, damn its the devil's day Can I say, wicket niggas come out and play, and hey I do it for the Suicidalists And ain't no other nigga suicidal like this, so scream (Chorus) (Esham) Screaming at the top of my lungs Redrum, redrum, murder one Nigga with the gun, action Rude boy never hesitate to bust And fuck any motherfucker who ain't down with us The wicket nigga, the nigga the wicket, coming with the wicketness And niggas still on my dick for this A straight suicidal, homicidal brother Never like another, take a pillow and smother your mother Run for cover, hide for shelter Nigga I felt'cha And oh yeah Hellterskkkelter Fuck the funk I'm never down Me and my nigs don't fuck around I'm strictly underground I'll take your mama, your daddy and everything you love And tell your ass their ain't no heaven up above and just scream (Chorus) (Esham) My shit's so inconspicuous It's so ridiculous Niggas lick my style like a dick, eh But I'm a nut up, cut up, what up Cut their dick off, and sew their butt up Cause they're some pussies Bitch get back off my bozack Cut it loose, my shit's triple phat like a goose and I know you want to say the shit that make you vomit I live more Thug Life then on 2pac's stomach Check the maggot brain theory Niggas can't get near me to hear me I'm busting off like a sawed off, shotgun Love, I got none Niggas better run when I cock with a hot one I still swallow bullets, spitting them in your face Cause I love the way gun powder tastes and I just scream (Chorus)
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