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Έκλαψα Χθες (Eklapsa Xthes)

Album cover art for "Έκλαψα Χθες (Eklapsa Xthes)" by Esham & Marcus Jackfrost Dunham

Esham & Marcus Jackfrost Dunham - Rap, Horrorcore

Έκλαψα Χθες (Eklapsa Xthes)

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June 9, 2023.

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[Verse 1: Esham] Run up, ya get done up from sundown to sun up I'm from Detroit city, I'm never putting my gun up See the fire from the barrel is how I spark the blunt up Push the ball your way and say check up 'cause I got one up Knock, knock, who at the door? Me. Who got guns galore? Me Who got knocked down then got back up and got some more? Me Who they called the comeback kid 'cause I evened the score? Me Who that one hand catching in the end zone, touchdown? Me [Can't explain it?] money [not on me?] but in my vеins It's a thin line between being a gеnius and insane It's a shame that you sell your soul for fortune and fame But if you can't weather the storm then stay up out the rain Nothing after this blasphemous blast for me massed at this I could cause a riot on the east side, keep quiet [?] one time, killing of the mind Kill your own kind, black on black crime, that's the seventh sign [Chorus] Psychogenetic [?] Spell of fear, we are our own worst enemies [Mad as a wolf?] demand mental illness 'Cause you following the blind obedience [Verse 2: Jack Frost] Mind over media, [cry until you see the fist?] Stevie Wonder doing time, blind obedience If you don't chuckle when I rhyme then I don't mean the shit Toss water on my laptop 'cause I don't need the shit The way I see the world like it's mass hysteria Grew up on the west side, the fastest area 6 Mile, 7 Mile, bad bitch'll bury ya I spit sick shit like got rash with malaria I used to sell crack rock little nigga that cock Three five seven 'til your face on the back block Taking back the 2000, gas and a fat knot Further back, beepers, fat laces, and a matchbox Went to juvenile at sixteen, wasn't no thing Dreams of doing wild and big things, [wasn't joking?] I don't remember no names, knew I was a show thang Say she wanna fuck first wanna hit a bump of cocaine [Chorus] Psychogenetic [?] Spell of fear, we are our own worst enemies [Mad as a wolf?] demand mental illness 'Cause you following the blind obedience [Verse 3: Esham] Who got open eyes? Me. Who not telling lies? Me Who dead, and who still alive? You surprise me Back in the day, you used to say you idolize me Now you wanna tell the police on me? You despise me Who be on that sucker shit? You. Who they don't feel? You Who if they see out in the streets they gon' kill? You Sleeping and slept, you a slave to your debt In a coffin trapped in a box searching for a paycheck Mad psychosis, no don't approach us, 'cause I'm ferocious I'm Magneto, you can't see me though with MKUltra's Magnetic, I'm too kinetic with my poetics Ways of terror in this new era is all synthetic I have come to the realization of the collapse of civilization Ahead of time and space a nation living in revelations I don't even know if they was listening to the verses But the last ride they took was to the funeral home in hearses [Chorus] Psychogenetic [?] Spell of fear, we are our own worst enemies [Mad as a wolf?] demand mental illness 'Cause you following the blind obedience

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