Esham in the 80's

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Gordy the suicidalist, stories of gruesome satanist Totally true and I confess, sorry if you can not accept Makin' your son suck a dick or two 'til his lips is blue Slip some shit up then his brew, now this kid is gettin' screwed Maniac, blood inside the tub, that's where I'm layin' at Sayin' that I'm insane is all that gonna make me snap Where's your damn baby at? Please I need some head from it Cum on his head, toss it, yes their mother yell stop it Bitch hit the kitchen fix some chicken while I lick your infant Stick six inches of this dick inside your kid's clitoris I've been burnin' body parts for half an hour now Knock the fuckin' power out, meat is turnin' sour now Where is Brotha Lynch Hung? Likes to speak in tongues as he eats thumbs Fucking red rum 'til the police come, bitch, I think I'm Esham Devil blowin' kisses at the moon Very soon I think I'ma fuckin' become a monster [Chorus] I don't wanna die tonight, they say commitin' suicide is like The best rollercoaster ride of your life, follow me until the other side Bitch, I'm wicked like I'm Esham in the eighties, E-Esham in the eighties Bitch, I'm Esham in the eighties, E-Esham in the eighties Bitch, I'm Esham in the eighties, E-Esham in the eighties Dead flowers, kill the fetus, closed casket [Verse 2] Yo, a racist man, Freddy Krueger claw with a Jason mask Michael Myers's jumpsuit, fuck you! Crazy-ass! Psychopathic like a hatchet, knife is slashing right in traffic Hyper addict, type to stab his wife and have his life extracted From his own body, murder, suicide, you and I choose to die Who am I to unify these foolish minds? All the condemned souls, God would not forgive them So they're in hell's pit froze, flesh is frost bitten, lost ligaments Cut off the children's dicks and give them clitoris Enslave the men's brains impregnate the women then Set dates to have them all beheaded then killed again Sentence them to death, Holocaust show began again This is sin we posses it in their skin, shit is incredible how edible the flesh has been Then again, hell is just a vessel it can help you if you enter In the fire I'll protect you, you are special I can get you in [Chorus] I don't wanna die tonight, they say commitin' suicide is like The best rollercoaster ride of your life, follow me until the other side Bitch, I'm wicked like I'm Esham in the eighties, E-Esham in the eighties Bitch, I'm Esham in the eighties, E-Esham in the eighties Bitch, I'm Esham in the eighties, E-Esham in the eighties Dead flowers, kill the fetus, closed casket [Verse 3] Uh, these are boomin' words from hell Soothing words have failed On death ears next year you will burn and dwell in darkness Pitchforks, dicks forced into ass of prophets This corpse gets more fans than that Muhammed The Quran needs a colonic 'Cause it's clogged up with a lot of shit, follow it You gon' have to bomb an army then Hail lord Vader he is Satan in the flesh Maybe yes, he will make a joke about your babies death Take it's breath and inhale it call it baby meth Smell it, it'll make your chest swell inside your belly And you're pregnant, will you rape it? Yes! Lucifer is lord, don't you take a step into a church Or you will burst in flames, maybe break your neck Holy father your holy water tastes like acid Slowly start to melt, oh my god I'll slaughter you baptists! Had it with you bastards who be thinking that I'm crazy Face pained, you can't fade me, bitch, I'm Esham in the eighties [Chorus] I don't wanna die tonight, they say commitin' suicide is like The best rollercoaster ride of your life, follow me until the other side Bitch, I'm wicked like I'm Esham in the eighties, E-Esham in the eighties Bitch, I'm Esham in the eighties, E-Esham in the eighties Bitch, I'm Esham in the eighties, E-Esham in the eighties Dead flowers, kill the fetus, closed casket