It's the inventor, the wicked ice cold as the winter
As n***az enter
The dragon, the 44 got my pants saggin'
For all the whucka bring the paddy wagon
The terminator, the b**h a** n***a eliminator
The suicide comtemplator
For your dillusions I bring wicked, that's illusions
To cause ma** confusion
I be the n***a bucka, the hood-rat and tittie bar b**h f**a
Got n***az screamin' what the f**, see when
I'm down with Lord Majai and we both yellin' die
Die n***a, we comin' for ya
You want to fresh style lemme show ya
b**h, verbally ya never hearda the
you-N-H-O-L-why 'cause I'm hellified
I insist, real life suicidalist
And for this I'm a white man's terrorist
I never miss when I squeeze the chrome in my fist
My style will make your a** drink a gla** of piss
High roller, money folder
Underground rap radio controller
The bone breaker, the thug shaker
From here to Cleveland, n***a run run
To catch the dumb-dums
Dumb-ditty dumb, do-wa-ditty
Esham, I'm from Detroit city
I flip more tactics than acrobatics
Do hat tricks with propolactics
Unholy, that's what my momma told me
Now I do all my dirt by my lonely
And most n***az want to k** you while you slangin' ki's
I clock dollars while they catch Z's
n***a what
This one right here, this one goes out to.....