"Is there anybody out there?" 

"Esham and Twiztid." 

"Twiztid!" 

"Who thought it'd happen?" 

"That's right, bitch" 

.... 























Look at me 

I'm from the three-one-three 

E-A-S-T S-I-D-E 

Who's the number-one cheddar boy in the city? 

Attitude shitty 

Sniffing coke off bitches titties 

You never thought that I'd be runnin wit the hatchet 

Who runs detroit? Esham and Kill Patrick 

I can't forget about the Wicked Clownz and Psychopathic 

And if you got static, I'm whippin out the automatic 





I'm swinging for your esophogus 

You gon look at me, or I'm a get to palming the world just like I was Apocolypse 

With that destructive and malicious look in my eyes 

Me, Mono, Blaze, and Esham who wanna die? 





Fuck it, y'all 

I've been fuckin with black magic 

Now I'm standing in the middle of the Gratiot yelling at the passing traffic 

Nothing to laugh at, but I'm something to see 

I spit fire, you can see my tounge blaze when I breathe 













Look at me 

My life and times what they took from me 

They overlooked me, the judge threw the book at me 

Look at me 

All blue Detroit hat 

Suspect cause I'm driving while black 





































L-O-O-K A-T M-E 

B-I-T-C-H U B-I-T-C-H... 



I said 



L-O-O-K A-T M-E 

B-I-T-C-H U B-I-T-C-H... 



L-O-O-K A-T M-E 

B-I-T-C-H U B-I-T-C-H... 



I said 



L-O-O-K A-T M-E 

B-I-T-C-H U B-I-T-C-H...