Old Wicketshit!!! (remix) Lyrics - Esham

(CHORUS) 

Some old wicket shit 

Some old wicket shit (for you) 

Some old wicket shit (for you) 

Midnight's the witches hour 

And your outside 

Somebody played a Reel Life Product tape 

And commited suicide 

Tryin to save ya soul it cant be done 

Unholy to the son of satan, I aint the one 

Congratulations brothaz and sistaz who prayed for me 

Some slayed for me and still pray for me 

They say my rhyme's satanic it'll make ya vomit 

And I think I'm the shit when it comes down to it 

You knew it and know it, unholy poet, your mind I'll blow it 

If you ever heard me rhyme for the first time 

It is like a hurricane, stun you like novicane 

Simple and plain, Reel Life Product is insane 

Your fuckin with the wrong one 

Listen till the song's done 

Fuck around and be on the wrong end of a gun son 

Your listenin to insanity, but that's just demandin me 

I say I'm Esham and you said how can it be 

I'ma psycho-pathic, auto-matic 

Reel Life Product, pro-static, fuck it. 

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(CHORUS) 

Some old wicket shit 

Some old wicket shit (for you) 

Some old wicket shit 

Some old wicket shit (for you) 

Some old wicket shit 

Some old wicket shit 

I'm the U-N-H-O-L-Y better known as Esham 

Champs and 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 

E-S-H-A-M I'm him not one of them 

Reel Life Product's grim 

A phsychofrantic motherfuckaz future's lookin dim 

A R-E-A-L a L-I-F-E a P-R-O-D to the U-C-T 

Reel Life Product's what I spelled our very seldom yelled 

dope we sell 

I have the mind of the devil, the body of lucifer 

Gimme a mic and watch me get loose for ya 

Convince a motherfucker that suicide's the way 

Another homicide, I'll live another day I lied 

I said I was the unholy, cuz a preacher told me 

The U-N-H-O-L-Y is a brotha with soul see 

It's written down in the god damn scriptures 

Im not satanic, so fuck yall bitches. 

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(CHORUS) 

Some old wicket shit 

Some old wicket shit (for you) 

Some old wicket shit 

Some old wicket shit (for you) 

Some old wicket shit 

Some old wicket shit (for you) 

Holy god, fuck the joy's 

Here come Reel Life Production and the devil's groove 

You cant move, you might as well tape it 

And listen, and listen untill it's your favorite 

The speakers are smokin, niggaz chokin 

I'm provokin, no jokin, motherfuckers hopin 

That I get off the mic and shut up forever 

But that's a dream that'll never come true, never 

I'm insane, it's hard to maintain my mentallity 

If you keep listenin you'll have a wicket personality 

Fuck it. 

(CHORUS) 

Some old wicket shit (for you) 

Some old wicket shit (for you) 

Some old wicket shit (for you) 

This is my song (for you) 

This is my song (for you) 

This is my song (for you) 

This is my song (for you)