Wake the Dead Esham

Picked up a Holy Bible and it burned my hands
Tonight all the dead in the cemetery will dance
The witch is on the broom stick, she put me in the mix
Now it's time to teach an old dog new tricks
You can't learn, so I burn your Holy Bible
Let's take a trip into my mind I'm suicidal
I'll get'cha locked inside my brain cell
And turn the world upside-down and make it rain hell
I know you can't see, I'm not your G-O-D
I got my soul on wax, I spin it back as I melt wax
The unwritten, rhymes forbidden, but still hittin'
The U-N-H-O-L-Y and I ain't bullshittin'
Pray all night and day, my soul might be saved
I make dead bodies roll over in graves
I drop one, drop two, and then 3, 4
After that I'll scream "God I can't drop no more"

WAKE THE DEAD

Wakin' up D-E-A-D bodies around me
And I'm from motherfuckin' Motown G
Blood stains all in the river cause I'm slittin' throats
Bodies chokin' and croakin' when I hit a note
Rotten, gone but not forgotten
Breathe your last breath cause the rhyme is death
So yes y'all, get off the wall for the psycho
Alphadiscobeta vinyl
Aquadoodoo, rock my voodoo
I'm kinda wicked when I kick it thought you knew
I get funky in the joint, but what's the point
Esham and I'm from D motherfuckin' troit
Back up off me I'm black like coffee
I rock for the suicidalists not the softees
Up and at 'em, I'm runnin' at 'em I got 'em scared
Now watch the devil get loose as I wake the dead