4 All the Suicidalists lyrics

[Verse 1]
Listen 'cause this is the sound of a crucifix
The U-N-H-O-L-Y is now in the looser mix
Unholy is inside of me so I get homicitis
The unholy poetry is for all the Suicidalists
I'm just another brother from D-E-T-R-O-I-T
I pack a Smith & Wesson 'cause I don't know Karate
I ain't no punk n*gga, pullin' triggers is my thing though
Give myself an afro, never sported a Kangol
n*ggas I strangle, they don't wanna tangle
f*ck a priest 'cause I mash and mangle
I'm takin' it to the top
I'm makin' 'em drop, they thinkin' I'm not
I'm shakin' 'em, bakin' 'em, kickin' 'em
Stickin' 'em and always keep hittin' 'em
Until I get rid of them, I'm picking up the microphone
To kick the funky D-O-P-E, E is on the microphone
I had to make it funky once again for my opponent
I left the stage full of blood stains cause I was on it
The U-N-H-O-L-Y: Esham, you never knew I
Could kick it so wicked, inflict pain, do I?
Of the U-N-H-O-L-Y, hell I kick a lot of titles
But this is for all the Suicidalists

[Chorus 1]
My father was a priest, cold blooded, he's dead
Then heard the demon screamin' as his body bled
My father was a priest, cold blooded, he's dead
Poured on the holy water, "bless the dead" is what I said
[Verse 2]
Some say I'm the son of Satan, but they're relatin'
Bodily harm, some waitin' for the storm
That I bring when I sing, it's a gathering of people
The U-N-H-O-L-Y so check out the evil
Knievel, not his [?] that the wicked poetry funk
Esham's the soul that I'm projectin', huh?
I'm like a deadly disease, three hundred and sixty degrees
Of the U-N-H-O-L-Y so fall to your knees
Death is all around, the sounds'll pound down
And drive you insane, until it busts your brain
I'm a head banger, a Acid Rap singer
Comin' on stage puttin' up my middle finger
Sayin' "f*ck it" and grabbin' my balls
All the MC's in the house got sh*t in their drawers
'Cause I'm the scarer, a one man terror
So never compare a sucker with me 'cause I run 'em like mascara
So no need, to tell you my title 'cause you know what my title is
This is for all the Suicidalists

[Chorus 2]
I looked into her eyes and she was scared as hell
A homicidal maniac with suicidal tendencies
Dreamin' of the people I dismantle
To stop her nerves from jumpin' I just cut her to bits
[Verse 3]
Death is the penalty if you're ever caught biting me
Some say I'm insane but it's my split personality
The groove is just wicked, it's wicked so it makes me shake
I thought this time I'd make a rhyme and do what it takes
To suckers tryna copycat I'll have to get my gat
And bust you in the head for tryna steal my Acid Rap
Esham's here just for this verse
The U-N-H-O-L-Y rocks it much worse
Rock and roll, heavy metal hip hopster
Word After Word 'til the break of dawn, brother
f*ckin' A, as I play
To the rhythm that I just kicked today, I'm going to sway
And keep on kickin' it for the ones who buy this
The needle's on the wax for all the Suicidalists

[Chorus 3]
I'm a ho so "I Do It Like a G.O."
I just educate minds to reality
Oh sh*t damn that's a no-no
So you weak ass hoes keep dreamin'

[Outro]
f*ck you, mate! f*ck you, mate! f*ck you!