[Verse]
A lot of rappers in hip hop with the cards, but they ain't rebels
The stage is the cemetery, the microphone's my shovel
I can be real down to earth, but you ain't on my level
My name be Esham The Unholy Black Level
Some people call me G-O-D, I got the Reel Life POV
Been boomin' words since '89, since day one RLP
A lot of rappers going through an identity crisis
Don't get in this game, what my advice is
The dudes I pay the amount they'rе priceless
Y'all n***as know who the nicеst
So follow my footsteps straight to Hell
'Cause that's just where you goin'
Drug dealers, killers [?] n***as wicked flowin'
You spit that blaspheme because of me [?]
First emcee in Hell to grab the mic, and I made you W-I-C-K-E-T

[Outro]
And I send my sincerest apologies
Didn't mean to open Hell's doors