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The Devil Gets Funky

When I was born broke I was a joke to many

But then I said gimme that respect now your 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 its time for me to move ya soul

The I rock n roll to the next phase

I'll make ya ears bleed blood on the air waves

I think the rythym 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(CHORUS)

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 dont pretend to, 'cause I'm fin to

Get wicket for the sake of my own soul

Sold my soul to the highest bidda, 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 dont

Now you wanna be me, I wonder what fo'

Is it 'cause, 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

'cause my mouth is so dirty they wanna wash it with Ajax

My nine rhymes go bang it aint no thang

All ya'll pussies cant hang as the devil gets funky(CHORUS)

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 Sisco

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 dont really like it aint no thang

I made this for my homies aint 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

'cause I'ma get in that ass and let the devil get funkyWhat the fuck is that funky smell?

The Devil get's funky...

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