Some Ol’ Wicked sh*t!!!! lyrics

(Chorus)
Some ol wicked sh*t
Some ol wicked sh*t
Some ol wicked sh*t
Some ol wicked sh*t
Midnight's the witches hour and you're outside
Somebody played the Reel Life Product tape and committed suicide
Tried to save a soul it can't be done
Unholy to the Son Of Satan, I ain't the one
Congradulations brothas and sistas who pray for me
Some slaved for me and still prayed for me
Some say my rhyme is Satanic, it'll make ya vomit, and I admit
I'm the sh*t when it comes down to it, just suin' it do it
Unholy poet
Ya mind I blow it
If ya ever heard me rhyme
For the first time
Hear, it's like a hurricane
Stunnin' like Novicane
Simple and plain
Reel Life Product is insane
Ya f*ckin' with the wrong one
Listen to the song's done
f*ck around and be on the wrong end of a gun son
Ya listenin' to insanity
But that's just a man in me
I said I'm Esham and you said how can it be?
I'm a psychopathic automatic
Reel Life Product pro static, f*ck it
(Chorus x2)
I'm the U-N-H-O-L-Y better known as Esham
Champs or chumps
Step up and get some punk
Playin' around with me is like playin' with a rattlesnake
I shake and bake and break the fake
Reel Life Product's grim
A skitsofrantic muthaf*cka features lookin dim
R-E-A-L L-I-F-E
A P-I-O-D to the U-C-T
Reel Life Product's what I spit, I very seldom yell
The record sella's suckin' dope sell
I have the mind of the devil, the body of Lucifer
Gimme a mic and watch me get loose for ya
It's a muthaf*cka that suicide the way
Anotha homocide
I live anotha day I lied
I said I was the Unholy
Cause a preacha told me
The U-N-H-O-L-Y is a brotha with soul see
And sink down in the goddamn screechas
I'm not Satanic so f*ck yall b*tches
(Chorus x2)