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[Verse 1] Now once upon a time, way back in the day There was an MC killer by the name of E-S-H-A-M And he was known to murder them all Gun clapper, leave a rapper brains all on the wall Now, nobody could fade him cause he was known to murder em And kill the wack DJ`s who never heard of him The radio was scared, they wouldn`t even listen to him But he`s gettin` payed, and the flash of pistols to em He lives underground in parts unknown He`s known to take your cookies to boogie the bloody microphone Seven MC`s, put them in a line Then add seven more niggaz who think they can shine Well, it`ll take seven more before I`ll go for mine Then I`ll "blocabloca" my nine rhymes at the same tizzime They say, "MC killer don`t let him rhyme around you He`s bound to pull a nine and blow your mind all around you" Now they got a white chalk line all around you Hangin` from a telephone pole`s how they found you Psychopathic, automatic Weapons get drawn if you got some static cause
[Hook] -x4 This is how the story goes People these days are really out cold
[Verse 2] Great scott, a monster`s high on top of the Penasca Bustin` off shots with the twenty-five-shot glock This is back when the wizard was cuttin` shit up Plus ain`t nobody sayin` nothin`, so I`m shuttin` shit up Killed another MC, scoped him from high off the tower Radio stations blow out your power, sniffin` powder How the fuck, I killed another DJ? Special request, I serviced his ass with the AK P-P-P-P-Pow muthafucka, ain`t no love in my mind Ain`t no tarnishin` my game, ain`t no dullin` my shine Still nine dead bodies real hard to find And if you want to kill some more times, press rewind
[Hook] -x4 This is how the story goes People these days are really out cold
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