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Esham

Amen Another Sin

 

Amen Another Sin

(album: Boomin' Words From Hell - 1989)


This is the begining of another sin,
All yall welcome to hell, 'cause my record's spinning,
So many cryed 'cause the rhythm and I'm stil grinning,
And I brought death to the image of Lenin.
Let me begin, amen for the brothers and sisters,
A musicial sacrifice to Esham's listeners.
Every time I grab the mic,
I leave blood stains,
'cause I'm flowing like a blood vein.
I'm like the devil, I flow like a creature.
And you wondering, how deep can I rhyme, yall.
SIN as I begin a sin,
It would be wise to notify your next of kin.
Grab a mic in the moonlight, and start to recite,
Look me in the face when I'm rapping and lose your sight.
Said I was a devil worshipper, Esham I never heard of a,
Sucka like you, another silent murder.
Killed 'em in the moonlight, listen to me recite,
Another sin, so here I go again,
Deadly notorious, I'm poisonous,
Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust.
Dead men don't sing, I bring terror like inhumaning,
It's a pity the devil's a human being.
I rap like a Gypsey, so witness a psycho one,
Give me a beat, I'll get unholy in a church.
My music is underground, a spiritual sound,
I got your head spinning like a merry go 'round.
Some say I escaped from a psycho ward,
I died when I picked up the mic, to recite,
Many rhymes, release the fury of a mad man,
666 and a mic in my hand.
I'm like sandman better than any on the mic today,
Every body grab a cross, tonight we say, Amen

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