Hellter Skkkelter (Edited) lyrics

Song information

Artist: Esham
Album: Kkkill The Fetus

Lyrics

What's ya pleasure mista (8x)
Sick in the head, so I tryed to kill a priest
I'm thinkin' of excuses instead of killin' me
The symptoms of insanity got me goin' psycho
Friday the 13th just like michael
If I get wreck then I wreck when I wreck it
When I mic check one, two, when I check it
Lookin' for excuses just to get ill
How many pigs can one man kill?
Many, plenty, all is any
A pity for your thoughts but death is what you brought
From a public enemy, public figure
Not your regular nigga
Like a rusty razor but I faze ya like a tazer
Think I'm malice green, and then I get dejavu
Then I get voodoo wicket
Slide a rusty razor across your throat then I stick it
Git my man, my man git
Tick tock tick when the heater go click
And by the way, (edited) man
Goddamn, you better murder the man
You betta murder the man, you betta, red rum, red rum(2x)
You betta murder the man
You betta murder the man, you betta, red rum, red rum(2x)
You betta murder me man, before somebody get hurt
Sista mary do me work in the back of a church
Another one bites the dirt, when I put in work
Huh, you talkin' to a expert
The tazmanian devil, black devil
That devil you don't know, and don't wanna know
Cuz I'm kinda like a head hunter jack choppin' off
And I'm gonna black, you know I wore the black
Cape, ain't no if's, and's, or but's
When my jimmy swings long, I'm droppin' my nuts to the floor
Uh to the floor, and let her know
Pick the hairs on my nuts, or better yet my afro
Big trigga, cooped up gorilla
And like ice t, I'm a killa fo illa
Vanilla ice on the ku klux klan
You betta murder the man
You betta murder the man, you betta, red rum, red rum(2x)
You betta murder the man
You betta murder the man, you betta, red rum, red rum(2x)
Red rum, red rum, murder, murder, murder
Standin' in my way, then I gotta hurt ya
Never get happy, hair always nappy
You'll get slapped g, unholy papi
Visions of bloody bodies, bloody bodies of visions
My mind and suicide, head on collision
I vision an incission, some psycho precision
Psychedelic funkin', slam jam dunkin'
This is do or die, so I'd rather be dead
Catch em outta line, off with their head
I flex the text, and break some freakin' necks
Me gettin done plenty sex in special effects
Make me crazy, mad, boy, I'm freakin' bad
You couldn't even add all the problems I've had
Psycho sick, this is it
Abra cadabara, black magic
Voodoo wicket, wicket voodoo
Scared you go boo, funky doo doo
I'm wicket, standin' with my gat in my hand
You betta murder the man!
You betta murder the man, you betta red rum, red rum,(2x)
You betta murder the man
You betta murder the man, you betta red rum, red rum(2x)
What's ya pleasure mista (8x)