"Today boys and girls we have a special speaker in the house tonight And he's gonna teach you about life and death" I was born a God damn failure Dropped
little rock and roll and clock the dough I sell my soul to the preacher's church I ain't with the bullshit, you get your preachin' ass hurt You wanna judge me, when I don't judge
[Esham] Way back in the day,in 1987 People used to say I wouldn't make it to heaven 1987 was the year of the trick Muthafuckas talkin shit cause they
but none left I hear word after word after word once again I find myself prayin' on my knees sayin' Amen Cold sweat falls off my head onto my pillow At night
You wanna know somethin' that makes me sick When people be constantly talkin' 'bout stupid shit Shit like who made rap up I don't give a fuck as long
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,