paroles de chanson My Last Words - Esham
Devilish
rockin'
in
hell
Mind
of
a
psycho
funk
I
sell
The
U-N-H-O-L-Y
just
as
well
I
think
I
gotta
buzz
from
the
quart
of
Champelle
Time
to
get
wicked
watch
me
kick
it
And
I'm
a
throw
it
in
your
face
until
your
sick
of
it
You
see
the
radio
won't
play
my
music
If
I
say
suck
my
dick
they
refuse
it
Fuck
the
radio
now
what
'cha
wanna
do
Fuck
107.5
and
channel
62
Fuck
the
new
dance
show
also
"I'm
sick
of
that
shit,
listen
to
the
hit"
And
any
motherfucker
who
doubts
me
Close
your
mouth
'cause
you
don't
know
shit
about
me
I
got
a
whole
new
attitude,
I
still
get
rude
I
still
kick
wicked
shit
and
I
ain't
changin'
shit
Fuck
censorship
I
say
suck
my
dick
Back
to
back
with
a
ho
and
a
bitch
And
all
y'all
suckas
can
suck
my
balls
And
if
I'm
goin'
to
hell,
I'm
goin'
out
sayin'
fuck
y'all
(CHORUS)(4x)
Yeah
I
got
some
last
words
Fuck
all
y'all
Bitches,
niggaz,
parents,
teachers
The
radio,
the
church
house,
and
the
preacher
Suck
my
dick
till
I
die
You
think
I
give
a
fuck
if
I
make
your
grandma
cry
Bitch
get
real,
'cause
I'm
a
get
ill
Some
nigga
tryin'
to
dis
me?
Now
be
for
real
I
got
the
funk
I
flow,
just
to
fuck
ya
ho
And
I'm
cold
gettin'
pussy
'cause
your
bitch
said
so
Fuck
Reverend
Night,
while
I
rock
the
mic
Better
lock
your
doors
on
devil's
night
'Cause
I'm
a
crucafix
and
let
loose
the
mix
And
for
the
punks
who
don't
like
me
let
loose
my
dick
Turn
the
noise
up
and
watch
me
tear
it
up
And
if
ya
ain't
singin'
with
me
shut
the
fuck
up
I'm
gonna
make
ya
holler,
while
I
clock
big
dollars
While
your
bitch
is
cold
screamin'
my
name,
yes
y'all
For
all
y'all
hopin'
for
my
downfall
Fuck
all
y'all
(CHORUS)
On
your
FM
band,
I
get
banned
off
the
radio
dial
I
get
buck
wild,
now
I
gotta
style
That
just
won't
quit
And
if
you
don't
like
it
just
suck
my
dick
The
U-N-H-O-L-Y
son
of
a
bitch
Cold
holdin'
my
dick
'cause
I'm
doin'
this
shit
How
this
shit
be
done
rappin'
son
of
a
gun
You
said
you
saw
me
with
the
devil,
but
I
ain't
the
one
So
try
to
fess
me,
or
even
test
me
But
fuck
you
and
Elvis
Presley
I'm
sick
of
that
dead
motherfucker
let
him
die
Everybody
always
comin'
with
an
alibi
Now
they
say
he
ain't
dead,
he
livin'
in
Texas
When
all
the
bitches
on
the
planet
think
I'm
sexist
Fuck
Elvis
Presley
he
can
suck
my
nuts
yes
What
he
meant
to
you,
I
give
a
fuck
less
And
I
don't
care
about
you,
her,
or
him
It's
long,
tall,
short,
fat
E-S-H-A-M
And
to
all
the
ones
that
hope
for
my
downfall
It'll
never
happen
so
fuck
all
y'all
(CHORUS)
1 Nine Dead Bodies
2 Boogieman Intro
3 How Do I Plead To Homicide
4 I'd Rather Be Dead
5 Momma Was A Junkie
6 Once U Go Black
7 Makin More Music
8 Hit And Run
9 Thinking To Myself
10 Fallen Angel
11 I Met This Girlie
12 Acid
13 Devilish Mood
14 My Last Words
15 Losing My religion
16 Judgement Day
17 Living In Incest
18 Play Dead
19 13 Ways
20 Finger In The Cake Mix
21 The Devil Gets Funky
22 Crib Death
23 Dead By Day
24 Wake The Dead
25 Dumb Bitch
26 U Wanna Know Something
27 Hoe Role
28 Dyin To Be Down
29 Sell Me Yo Soul
30 We Gots Some Nonbelievers
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