paroles de chanson Devils in the Soup - Esham
Shit,
you
been
talkin'
might
have
once
been
true
But
I
don't
think
this
time
your
mother
fucking
punk
will
do
Ladies
and
gentlemen
here
he
is
The
man
that
can
party
And
this
pussy
belongs
to
me
Let's
hear
it
for
Mr...
Now
I
know
it's
like
that
fearin'
But
you
still
wanna
hear
this
unholy
spirit
Still
gettin'
done
by
none
Pulled
up
a
dress
and
fucked
a
nun
The
walls
sweat
blood
from
thinkin'
bout
sex
As
your
clit
gets
wet
Your
hot
like
fire,
you
desire
More
than
pleasure,
much
more
higher
Your
nipples
on
your
chest
start
to
bleed
The
soup
is
gettin'
hot,
time
to
feed
Your
heaven
is
burnin'
As
your
masturbatin',
but
still
you're
yearnin'
The
fire
is
gettin'
very
hot
As
you
stick
your
finger
in
the
soup
inside
the
pot
You
begin
to
stir
it
Lick
your
finger
to
taste
it,
but
it's
not
done
yet
I
smell
white
virgin
Operatin'
on
yourself
like
a
medical
surgeon
Something
you
love
to
do
Who
would
thought
it
was
you
The
devil's
in
the
soup
(Chorus)
The
devil's
in
the
soup(3x)
Break
out
the
mix
and
spoon,
and
stir
it
up
with
all
you
got
The
soup
is
gettin'
hotter
and
hotter,
runnin'
all
down
the
side
of
the
pot
Juice
is
on
the
covers
I
think
I
smell
a
lil'
tumor
inside
that
soup
So
what
you
puttin'
in
it?
The
basic
four
fingered
food
groups
All
alone,
cuz
you
feed
for
a
minute,
and
meat
and
bones
So
the
devil's
in
your
soup
Your
panties
all
wet
from
spillin'
that
soup
Home
made,
never
stored
in
cans
Always
made
with
hands
I
think
your
startin'
to
stick
to
the
pot
That
means,
soup's
too
hot
It's
so
hot,
it
burns
So
stick
a
spoon
in
it,
and
give
a
couple
turns
And
I
thought
you
was
a
good
girl
Never
let
nobody
inside
your
world
So
the
devil's
in
the
soup
How'd
you
let
the
devil
get
inside
your
soup?
Been
thinkin'
about
sex
Next
thing
you'll
know,
you'll
be
wearin'
a
cotex
When
the
walls
come
down
And
the
soup's
in
the
cupboard
there
too
be
found
You've
commited
sin
But
when
the
devil's
in
the
soup,
it'll
happen
again
(Chorus
4x)
Masturbatin,
demonstratin',
good
love
Knowin'
damn
well,
that
ain't
what
you
thinkin'
of
You're
thinkin'
about
cumin'
For
the
first
time,
your
out
ya
mind
You
don't
know
what
you
doing
But
it
feels
so
good,
you
think
you're
screwin'
You
feel
something
tingle
As
you
giggle,
and
start
to
wiggle,
but
still
single
Playin'
that
Esham
tape
So
much
love,
and
so
much
hate
Your
emotions
run
wild
Feelin'
more
like
a
woman,
and
less
like
a
child
Get
ready
for
the
fountain
Cuz
you'll
be
cumin
around
the
mountain
Any
minute
with
the
soup
Cuz
the
devil's
still
tastin',
as
she's
wastin'
Soup
in
her
clothes,
but
she's
the
only
one
that
knows
About
that
dish
Squaggy
juice,
which
smells
like
fish
And
she
loves
to
fix
it
Her
favorite
part
is
when
she
mix
it
Virgins
want
to
have
fun
to
But
when
they
do
The
devil's
in
the
soup
(Chorus
4x)
Oww!
Oww!
Oww!
Oww!
The
devil's
in
the
soup!
The
devil's
in
the
sooooup!
The
devil's
in
the
soup!
1 Esham's Boomin
2 My 9 Rhymes
3 4 All the Suicidalist
4 Dream Girl
5 Devil's Groove
6 Knockin Em Dead
7 Red Rum
8 Kissing Bandit
9 Some Old Wicket Shit!!!
10 Cross My Heart
11 Amen Another Sin
12 Pussy Ain't Got No Face
13 Word After Word
14 Devils in the Soup
15 Telling It How It Is
16 Don't Trip
17 Watch 'Cha Back
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