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    Celebrity Meltdown
    
    
    Oh no, no, oh no   I'm from Detroit, yeah, I 
destroy  I'm a 
suicidalist like a 
suicide boy  I'm nutty as an Almond Joy  Unholy Black Devil, I'm the 
real McCoy  I'ma put you in a 
body bag  And send ya back down to Hell with him  I 
be killing demons, ninjas  Nigga, it's the 
E-S-H-A-M  Walk like Slim, talk like Jim  Reel Life logo on my brim  They gon' drown if they can't swim  Way too grim, I 
can't be them  Back 'em all up, buck 'em all down  I'ma send 'em to Hell with a 
couple of rounds  Banging and slanging I 
load the 
banana clip  In the 
AK and spray, they on the 
ground  Gotta be happy, I 
clap to a 
dat beat  Niggas in Hell still wanna get at me  Ain't been the 
same since they tried to kidnap me  Now I'm insane, I'm the 
unholy pappy  Don't trust nobody, I 
shot up the 
party  Bitch was talking shit, I 
slapped up your thotty  If you're scared, get a 
dog or learn karate  Your whole style is shotty, is choppy but copy  Eye of the 
tiger but no I'm not Rocky  Bust you in your mouth like you playing hockey  Just 'cause you goalie don't mean you can stop me  I 
lay many victims out trying to block me  Celebrity meltdown, living in denial  Suicidal thoughts since I 
was a 
child  Put another rapper in the 
dead body pile  Walk the 
bloody trail, take me to trial  Fuck these niggas and these bitches gotta pay up  Twenty-four seven never sleep and I'ma stay up  Esham's dope, ho, you might as well weight up  Rappers be retarded and he really don't say much  What the 
fuck you  What the 
fuck you sayin'?  What the 
fuck you  What the 
fuck you sayin'?  Word on the 
street, I'm a 
suspect  Hanging with the 
killers in the 
projects  Pulling up the 
foreign objects  Niggas can't see me with they optics  Take 'em all down to the 
level below  Introduce you to the 
Devil and yo  Dig 'em a 
grave with my shovel real slow  'Cause you sold your soul for gold now go  Back to the 
earth, back to the 
mud  Back to the 
bodies and buckets of blood  Back to the 
Hell with needle and drugs  Back to the 
hate and I'm feeling no love  This for the 
thugs, this for the 
drugs  The 
dirty glove, we don't show 'em no love  As below so above  
 
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