Esham - Homey Don't Play! lyrics

Born broke, beat up, and always honked at Gimme an uzi and you s**as get the f** back I'll bust your mind like a watermelon And as you listen you'll find your brain swellin' I'll go Oo so, solo who so Deads compare themselves with d**h die Don't ask why my styles uncopiable Some try, but they just too sloppy so Thou shall not come closer 'Cause all the s**as who bite'll blow up like an explosive I'll stamp a pentagram dead on your forehead And as soon as ya say a lyric your dead X marks the spot where your body falls Then I'll grab your soul and roll, 'cause my duty calls So all you s**as get the f** out my way When I drop the mic you'll say, homie don't play The U-N-H-O-L-Y, hell of a helly I'm like the devil in your body writin' bite me on your belly Like the exorcist, the devil's groove keeps flowin' Turn out the lights and my body starts glowin' In neon, that's 'cause I'ma pee on reality The U-N-H-O-L-Y There's a lotta evil minds but only one devil Of the dog turnin' back on what 'cha get, but don't forget I hit like no other You see my rhyme is like a pillow it's made to smother Try to diss me I'ma murder ya, I never hearda ya A son of a gunner and I'ma k** a everyone a ya Somethin' you've never seen, put you in a guillotine The psycho labelled me as a k**er teen When I drop the mic your parents pray Get the f** out my way, 'cause homey don't play Break out the Holy Water, as I slaughter Better change your last name 'cause I'm goin' in alphabetical order And it won't stop 'cause I won't stop With the tick, tick, a tick, tick, a tick, tock , a tick tock Can't you get it through your head That it can't get no defer 'cause my lyrics already dead Hopin', wishin', prayin', someday I'll stop what I'm sayin' But I can't, it seems like I'm possesed with somethin' The U-N-H-O-L-Y, keep my mind jumpin' Get up, get down to the rhythm of d**h s**as thinkin' I'm takin' a break Them s**as fallin' every time I lose my a breath But still I don't stop to the beat One time, one rhyme, and I still blew your mind Everytime I drop the mic I bet everybody say Homie don't f**in' play Everytime I kick sh**, it's labelled as wicked sh** Don't try to bullsh** 'cause I'll fill you with bullets and sh** Rappin' with my red head, some say my brains dead Mockin' what I'm rockin' then your sayin' what insane said s**as are suicidal, unholy is homicidal I'm comin' inside your mind and I'm takin' your title You wanna be me, but s**as can't see me Cause I'm a ghostwriter, funky funky fresh Not unless I get my point across My illin' and illin's what I have to do If you bite my lyrics I'm coming after you Not physically, but mentally, rockin' instrumentally If you listen too hard it might k** instantsistantly I can get in doubobly, until I see your mind work Your thinkin' so hard your fake me cause your mind hurt When you pa** out you'll have to say "Get outta that n***a way man" cause homie don't play