Yeah We do We steal semis We do Esham`s dope hoe, dig the flow, no showin` where the story`ll go Muthafuckas scared of him like he Anthrax Man, cause they all caught up in the show Mad years deep in the underground, spittin` hideous, wickedest rhymes FBI be always by, he be stretchin` them constitutional lines Everybody always thinkin` he be voodoo head shrinkin` out with Lucifer and them was gettin` old So he closed the casket on the Devil shit and let new inner rages explode Acid Rain, and truth in explain and that he only tried to entertain And it ain`t his fuckin` fault you lit your head on fire and you went insane over the shit
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