Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Acid, artist - Esham. Album song Judgement Day, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 17.09.2008
Record label: Aknu Media
Song language: English
Acid |
The witch jumped on my back |
So now it’s time for me to rhyme in Acid Rap |
A mic attack, so my brain starts to swell up It’s time to turn the volume up and raise the hell up A microphone overdose, too much dope |
Some suckaz choke but I hope they all croak |
This is The U-N-H-O-L-Y |
No need for applause Ђ?cuz I’m hella fly |
I picked up the mic and get ya strung out |
On that Acid Rap, Like a stamp, you all based out |
Once you hit it there’s no turnin’back |
It’s that Acid Hip-Hop Rap that’s like crack |
I’m gonna hit ya with another fix |
So I added the new-improved inside the mix |
And ya hunger like a dope fiend, off of what I did |
I got you all strung out, on acid |
Shoot it, smoke it, sniff it, or just listen to it Some try to copy my chemistry but can’t do it Can’t get the formula right so it’s fake dope |
Suckaz be ass-bangin'soda with benzol |
But I’m a real nigga from the streets of Motown |
Where Rock and Roll started, now I’m the hardest artist on the planet |
Some can’t stand it and take it for granted |
But I always recoup and they don’t understand it All in my rays of more ways I daze and faze |
And never seem to amaze the one who blazed |
The A-C-I-D, AC-DC |
Pump it out your system it’ll blow up your battery |
I’m a hard rock, gunnin’down brothers like Billy the Kid |
Do what I did, now you’re doin’that acid |
You’re blind, to the fact I blowin’your mind |
Got ya all tryin’to learn my line so hit rewind |
The U-N-H-O-L-Y will take it back in time |
In due time you’ll find I flow time after time |
I’m down for mine so stop the bitein' |
Heard you tried to sound like me when you was recitein' |
Thought it was a reverb of my voice but you’re wrong son |
I’m the people’s choice and it’s been like that from day one |
I flow like a pro, it takes a life time to know |
To bite my style you have to go to first |
It gets worse as the verse lies, and attract flies |
As I metamorphosize from Jekyll to Hyde |
And this is for the suicidalist and Jesus Christ |
I met Elvis in hell but who will tell the tale |
Of everything that I did |
Unless you put it on your tongue, and do that acid |
This is a three minute high, or even more |
Ya get a rush from the rhythm so even the score |
You gotta pump it up to 10 again can I get an amen |
It don’t stop, until I say when |
I’ll make you’re eardrums bleed for days |
Acid Rap, Some treat it like coke and catch the wave |
Niggaz be scared to listen some dared but didn’t prepare so they can’t |
Some drop dead and faint |
This is The Unholy, preachin’like a reverend |
Except when I die I’m not goin’to heaven, yo Because I write the @#%$ ya sniff |
And when I bust on riff Ђ?cuz most niggaz can’t deal with |
What I’m sayin', some be prayin' |
The Unholy is here to say that’s how it’s layin', acid |