That ain't happenin'
Mutha$#&@as tryin' to kill me and %#@!,
Well

Out here
Well
Spit somethin' called acid rap


10 years ago a friend of mine
Rapped about the darkest %#@! I ever done heard of,

Rappin' these boomin' words from hell
Swear I never heard of nuttin' like that
Just a kid at home on a microphone

But soon ghetto millionaires crown well
Sellin' tapes out his trunk for a couple of months,
Esham Smith and his brother James,

Payin outta half the state
With a brand new style called the wicked %#@!,
Sellin' faster than the %#@! could be made

What's Esham like? Is he really like that?
Is Oshay really a natural born killa?
With them it's OK all day, with Esham no way,

Cause his %#@! be soundin' way realla
He does the Devil's %#@!,
Do you believe in God?

It's the story of Esham The Unholy
And if you askin' me, how the $#&@ I know?
Because the mutha$#&@a just told me,

BIATCH!