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Esham

The Rev.

  horrorcore  acid rap  rap  juggalo  detroit
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Текст песни Esham - The Rev.

Esham - The Rev. слова песни




I`m not taking enough medicine,I know I`m sick in the mother fucking headThese niggers think I`m nice,You don`t know me very well do you?Check this shit outAs I take a dose of this medicineNow watch me sinTake a sniff of this boy, I`m the real McCoyReal nutty, just like Almond JoyScreamin` I want that nigger dead and when you dead I`ma enjoyHaunting and taunting the microphoneReconstruct your brain and fuck up your chromosomesOn my own since a toddler45 bullets swallowerFootprints burn in the sandCause all my shit be kickin`Just like Japan, chop off your handsYa fall off you`re doneWho`s number one with the bloody bulletsFrom the gun, that shot the rapper downNo more will he see the sunThe U-N-H-O-L-Y, while the revolution, has begunAnd it will not be televised, bitch ass nigga666, bloody mic in my handRolex ain`t worth no fucking 30 grandHalf y`all niggas can`t stand on your own two feetYou ain`t nothin` but a worm who needs to be 6 feet deepWaterWhen I`m in Cleveland I be in the projects I be smokin` wetSeein` all types of shit things that my mind won`t never forgetAnd I am, sacrilegiousAnd still block indigiousMy voodoo`s just as true as Andy PalmerBut I warned yaThe day will come when niggas will fill this prophecyAnd if they ever do you might go crazy from what you seeMake you wanna be blindSome say I see too muchBut I see straight through your mindYou brain`s so close I can touch itAnd the revolution, will not be televised for your punk assYou don`t even know, you`re stupidI shot a hole in my television setOn the presidents announcementCause little do he know,Aliens is plottin` on the governmentBut the suicidal sick,Mother fucker still livin`Murder ride drivenThe dead has arisenThe neighborhood`s the prisons,Is anybody listenin`?Or is niggas just blowin` bubbles sittin` around whistlin`?Hello, bitch, is anybody in there?And women don`t know they can change this shitBut they so busy tryin` to shake their titsMoney, in god we trust, lust and bustfulBut still don`t trust no forceBeware of the pale white forceKnock your punk ass off courseOf course, the revolution will not be televisedFor no punk ass niggaYo, yo I said,The revolution will not be televised, will not be televised,It will not be televised

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