Word After Word

Word after word

Word after word

I'm not a atheist

Fuck God, he let me grow up in the motherfucking ghetto

Thanks for nothing, motherfucker, that's for real

One of the Ten Commandments is "Thou shall not kill"

Tell that motherfucker with the gun in my face

Or should I run from this place and get shot in the back?

That's an act of insanity, "Please, no profanity"

Says the radio, but fuck you, I'ma do what I wanna do

I'm just telling facts, 'cause blacks are killing blacks

Niggas stepped on my shoe, and I shot him in the back

Ain't no thing, got a gang, you'll all get shot too

Once I squeeze the trigger your crew is through

Think I'm bluffing then try me, today you'll all die, see

I got a bullet for you and your posse

I don't bullshit, no need to talk shit

The fuse is in your asshole and you just lit it

To live is evil, evil's to live, you learned that

Put it in your Holy Bible and burn that

Word after word

Word after word

Words that you're hearing, niggas are fearing

Appearance so gruesome, niggas are disappearing

Put up your fists, what is this? I got a MAC-11

Once I squeeze the trigger, you're in hell or heaven

I ain't waiting around for no bodies to be found

Bullet to the head, leave another nigga dead

You gotta be suicidal to fuck with a homicidal brother

Suffocated under a pillow intended to smother

Hell days, death nights, midnight's the witch's hour

Damien's your maker and he loves a blood shower

It's time to die, so bye-bye, you better cry, nah

You better run or something, 'cause it's do or die

If you need a ass kicking, kicking in your rib cage

You was a good one, it read on your obituary page

Call me a ho, them's fighting words

As I'm reciting words, suckers are rewriting my words

It's simple and plain to see, plain and simple to see

That I'm Esham and I'm great, you's a sucker but wait

This is just a style that I'm using

Confusing the suckers, 'cause they stupid motherfuckers

Word after word

Word after word

Words from the lyrical, to save me's a miracle

If anything I never thought I'd turn into a criminal

So here I go, once again, when I rhyme I sin

Niggas commit suicide as soon as I begin

Misled, another nigga dead

See I love the sight of blood, 'cause my favorite color's red

I'm smashing suckers, crashing suckers' dreams

And when you see Esham you start to scream

I'm hard like concrete, funky like pig feet

Nigga get crazy and you'll be under six feet

Verse after verse, it just gets worse

Another sucker rehearsed, but first

Word after word

Word after word