Esham - The Devil Gets Funky lyrics
[Esham - The Devil Gets Funky lyrics]
When I was born broke, I was a joke to many
But then I said gimme that respect
Now you're on my jimmy
The Unholy, bumpin out your system
My kinda music'll make ya go get a exorcism
I took a journey in ya mind
And then I came out
And when I said I'm out your
Mind I blew your brain out
Some think I'm voodoo
But still I'm funky like doo doo
Unholy's in the house with the
Whole kit and kaboodle microphone mysterious
Some say I'm delirious
But, if you bite my rhyme then
You'll die and this is serious
The seventh sign of death is the
Groove so lemme groove ya
My flow is just to funky for you it's
Time for me to move ya soul
Then I rock n roll to the next phase
I'll make ya ears bleed blood
On the air waves i think the rhythm died
I tried to resurrect it
But, if my shit wasn't def
Then you'd eject it
Disconnect it, uncorrected, as you selected
As the devil gets funky
More Bounce hold it now, that's PLAYED OUT!
What the fuck is that funky smell?
Now is the Unholy sacrifice
You'll pay the price crucified like
Christ on the mic
Some wonder the evil that men do
I don't pretend to, cuz I'm fin to
Get wicket for the sake of my own soul
Sold my soul to the highest bidder
Now I'm finna
Drop juice, or should I say Acid
Get loose and try ta diss
You'll getcha ass kicked
I got a knife and I'll cut cha throat
And I'm stabbin any mothafucka who
Said I wasn't dope
Now you see me, now you don't
Now you wanna be me, I wonder what fo'
Is it cuz, Esham's far from a fuckin ho
Fuck with me and I'll end up on death row
You'll get broken in just like
A pair of slacks
I break ho's, break hearts, and break backs
Killer tracks on wax attack
Cuz my mouth is so dirty they
Wanna wash it with Ajax
My nine rhymes go bang, it ain't no thang
All ya'll pussies can't hang as
The devil gets funky
What the fuck is that funky smell?
The devil's just actin' a motherfuckin fool
What the fuck is that funky smell?
The Devil get's funky
Well as I, get funky in the disco
And take your mind for a spin like Cisco
On stage I'm still packin my pistol
I take all my ho's to the Bristol
My Acid Rap ya gonna smoke it like cocaine
And if ya don't really like it ain't no thang
I made this for my homies ain't shit changed
Just the price on the bird
And the Night Train
Ya say blind milly chilly got glasses
I got 20
20 vision just to peep out the asses
In the house for the nineteen nine O's
And my crew is fuckin nothin but fine ho's
So when you see us better give up the monkey
Cuz I'ma get in that ass and
Let the devil get funky
What the fuck is that funky smell?
The Devil get's funky
But then I said gimme that respect
Now you're on my jimmy
The Unholy, bumpin out your system
My kinda music'll make ya go get a exorcism
I took a journey in ya mind
And then I came out
And when I said I'm out your
Mind I blew your brain out
Some think I'm voodoo
But still I'm funky like doo doo
Unholy's in the house with the
Whole kit and kaboodle microphone mysterious
Some say I'm delirious
But, if you bite my rhyme then
You'll die and this is serious
The seventh sign of death is the
Groove so lemme groove ya
My flow is just to funky for you it's
Time for me to move ya soul
Then I rock n roll to the next phase
I'll make ya ears bleed blood
On the air waves i think the rhythm died
I tried to resurrect it
But, if my shit wasn't def
Then you'd eject it
Disconnect it, uncorrected, as you selected
As the devil gets funky
More Bounce hold it now, that's PLAYED OUT!
What the fuck is that funky smell?
Now is the Unholy sacrifice
You'll pay the price crucified like
Christ on the mic
Some wonder the evil that men do
I don't pretend to, cuz I'm fin to
Get wicket for the sake of my own soul
Sold my soul to the highest bidder
Now I'm finna
Drop juice, or should I say Acid
Get loose and try ta diss
You'll getcha ass kicked
I got a knife and I'll cut cha throat
And I'm stabbin any mothafucka who
Said I wasn't dope
Now you see me, now you don't
Now you wanna be me, I wonder what fo'
Is it cuz, Esham's far from a fuckin ho
Fuck with me and I'll end up on death row
You'll get broken in just like
A pair of slacks
I break ho's, break hearts, and break backs
Killer tracks on wax attack
Cuz my mouth is so dirty they
Wanna wash it with Ajax
My nine rhymes go bang, it ain't no thang
All ya'll pussies can't hang as
The devil gets funky
What the fuck is that funky smell?
The devil's just actin' a motherfuckin fool
What the fuck is that funky smell?
The Devil get's funky
Well as I, get funky in the disco
And take your mind for a spin like Cisco
On stage I'm still packin my pistol
I take all my ho's to the Bristol
My Acid Rap ya gonna smoke it like cocaine
And if ya don't really like it ain't no thang
I made this for my homies ain't shit changed
Just the price on the bird
And the Night Train
Ya say blind milly chilly got glasses
I got 20
20 vision just to peep out the asses
In the house for the nineteen nine O's
And my crew is fuckin nothin but fine ho's
So when you see us better give up the monkey
Cuz I'ma get in that ass and
Let the devil get funky
What the fuck is that funky smell?
The Devil get's funky