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Natas
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[Esham]
We tight
Natas
Niggaz Ahead Of Time And Space
And uh... yall niggas dont know
What the future is
[Mastamind]
Where the future at?
[Esham]
The futures lookin dim... its lookin dim
[Mastamind]
Is it how Im livin or this wicket town I live in?
Ill decisions got me sellin my soul to roll like a villain
Im all in in this mission
I can see it now wicket and wild, frail mental visions
Oh my God, there they go, here we come they done came
Natas
Sick with the name (Name)
Sick with the game (Game)
Sick with the pen so much, God cant save em
Make em
Say a prayer before I early grave em
[Esham]
I do no coke sniffin so Allen Griffin in Comerica
Now all of America in mass hysteria
Worldwide police bank robbery in Hollywood
Niggas on the East, and the West coast up to no good, so
[Esham]
(Bless the words that I speak) You can sell me yo soul
Sell me yo soul (bless the words that I speak)
Sign the Devils Contract (Bless the words that I speak)
(Bless the words that I speak) Sell me yo soul
[Esham]
The wicket ass warlock, who totes the glock
Ill make ya
Body rotten niggas plottin gone forgotten
You niggas better realize you fuckin with death
Cause aint shit right, when I got one bullet left
In the chamber my anger make you approach the danger put
Fear in a stranger Detroit strangler
Murder and money make the world move so many
The murder compositionll cut like an incision
[Mastamind]
With my ill vision I done seen so many killas
So bitch you know your life can be gone at any given
Watch the world blow up, watch the cracked streets
Blow up like a gas leak nigga, dont get yo ass beat
Wicket niggas, ride on whoever, its like a reign of terror
It dont stop never... never... it dont stop never
Sell me yo soul
[Esham]
And you can sell me yo soul
[TNT]
Sign yo name up on the line, theres no future at all
Niggas been gone like my scalenes and alcohol
Got the whole world jumpin, and bumpin my shit
And if you hoes dont like it you can eat a dick
[Esham]
I got a .357, plus suicidal
Unholy is my title and Ill burn ya Bible
In this new world we livin in, somethins gotta give
In God we trust, make all you niggas sin
from dawn to dusk, turn yo love to lust
Bitches flip out they drawers like Dominique Dawes
[TNT]
The one and only bomb dropper
Still fuck a copper
And I wont hesitate to pull out the nine and pop ya
[Esham]
From the terror in the aisles, wicket styles
Smokin the black and milds, ridin 7 mile
Recite the Lords Prayer start blastin
Screamin redrum assassin
Paranoid, schizophrenic
When I bust I make the police panic
Too gigantic in this world we live
uF eht kcuF -gees and all the groupies
[Mastamind]
All those who evade jurisdiction must not have paid attention
Mastaminds in this bitch again
When you listenin, what you picturin?
You should see me ridin through the ghetto mist in the wind
And make it a sin for puttin wicket words in text
No nigga, can see me in this life, catch me in the next
[TNT]
For the money and gold, for the fame and riches
Niggas keep sellin they souls for blind ambitions
But if they follow me nigga they know the right way to go
Take a ride on the wild side and let that shit flow... flow
[Esham]
And you can sell me yo soul, sell me yo soul
[TNT]
You can sell me yo soul
[Esham]
Sign the Devils Contract
[Mastamind]
Welcome to my nightmare, welcome to my mind hoe
Ill never grind slow, Ill get mine and go
I got my name on the Devils Contract, Im that
Nigga you dont want to come at
I run the game so quick
Ill make you think that your brain was sick
All thats goin on in this world is subterrain shit
I got this wicketness on my mind
And I wonder if I sign the Devils Contract
could I turn the page, and find
Diamonds and gold, riches and hoes
Meditate life so much I never listen to those who oppose
[Esham]
Unholy Esham thats what I said
etirovaf ruoy kcuF rapper got a hole in his head
As the world turns, your soul still burns
And most of yall motherfuckers still mislead
(Bless the words that I speak)
[Mastamind]
And you can sell me yo soul
(Bless, bless the words that I speak)
[Esham]
You can sell me yo soul
(Bless the words that I speak)
[Mastamind]
Ill sell em all
[Esham]
Sign the Devils Contract
(Bless the words that I speak)
[Esham]
Uh.. uh... It dont stop
[Mastamind]
Neva stop
[Esham]
The wicket shitll never die!
[Mastamind]
Never Die...
[Esham]
And you know what? (Whats that?)
Fuck every radio station, from here, across the nation
[Mastamind]
Aint down with this shit!
[Esham]
Underground... Yo, we got a pirate radio station, yo
[Mastamind]
Let that shit play
[Esham]
Oh, oh... This is for all the niggas who dont ride... they ridin
We ridin down Jefferson now... we just gonna ride... Thats right
[Mastamind]
Fuck it...
Gothom City
[Esham]
I be the nigga that can get up in legends,
with the rockports on outside
With the pipe in the ride
The 850, the pimp and the ho
Bumpin the Master P and not DAngelo
The radio disc jock Sarah Connor
Gone off wet and marijuana
The unholy bitch yeah its me
Straight out the D so who wants a key
Ill split the wig
Of a dirty pig
Made a deal with the Devil and I wont relieve
Fuck life is my motto, cause its just like lotto
See you win some you lose some, use some abuse some
Niggas think rap records gone save they life
And niggas think trick hoes gone be they wife
Well Im here to let you know that all that shits wrong
And dead motherfuckers dont sing no songs
They dont... sing no songs
They dont sing no songs nigga
[Mastamind]
Dead men dont sing
But they do dream
About bein alive
Sign it on, my nigga
Nigga, you can get away wit it
Nigga...
[Esham]
Shit... Niggas wonder how we keep doin this shit
Well uh... Maybe its because, uh, one night
I was sittin in my room, and, playin with a Ouija board
And I kinda sold my soul
I been doin it ever since! (Laughs) |
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