Esham - Wake the Dead lyrics

Picked up a Holy Bible and it burned my hands
Tonight all the dead in
The cemetery will dance
The witch is on the broom stick
She put me in the mix
Now it's time to teach an old dog new tricks
You can't learn, so I burn your Holy Bible
Let's take a trip into my mind I'm suicidal
I'll get'cha locked inside my brain cell
And turn the world upside down
And make it rain hell
I know you can't see, I'm not your G-O-D
I got my soul on wax
I spin it back as I melt wax
The unwritten, rhymes forbidden
But still hittin'
The U-N-H-O-L-Y and I ain't bullshittin'
Pray all night and day
My soul might be saved
I make dead bodies roll over in graves
I drop one, drop two, and then 3, 4
After that I'll scream "God I
Can't drop no more" wAKE THE DEAD

Wakin' up D-E-A-D bodies around me
And I'm from motherfuckin' Motown G
Blood stains all in the river
Cause I'm slittin' throats
Bodies chokin' and croakin' when I hit a note
Rotten, gone but not forgotten
Breathe your last breath cause
The rhyme is death
So yes y'all, get off the wall for the psycho
Alphadiscobeta vinyl
Aquadoodoo, rock my voodoo
I'm kinda wicked when I kick
It thought you knew
I get funky in the joint
But what's the point
Esham and I'm from D motherfuckin' troit
Back up off me I'm black like coffee
I rock for the suicidalists not the softees
Up and at 'em
I'm runnin' at 'em I got 'em scared
Now watch the devil get loose
As I wake the dead

WAKE THE DEAD

I never fall back, I'm not a new jack
I get to sayin' wicked shit
And get a flashback
I gotta unholy mind game
Runnin' down my insane poetry
To all the people that know of me
Some say I'm crazy for
Kickin' my looney tunes
When I drop bass, my shit goes boom
Never ever fake shit, on stage I break shit
And when I'm rockin' it you
Know it's the shit
I'm never stuck up so shut the fuck up
Cause talkin' some shit about me
Will run your luck up
Headbangers bang your head to wake the dead
The red rum or is the rum red
From a black man, killa rap man
I'm not the caped crusader named Batman
I like it louder, I'll make it prouder
I'll make your system blow up like gun powder
Yes yes y'all, that's what I'm sayin'
All the headbangers bang your head
To wake the dead

WAKE THE DEAD