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Don't Blame Me Lyrics - Kkkill The Fetus - Esham

Here I come, better run I gotta sawed off shotgun 

Pump that buck and you might catch a hot one 

Call me a head hunter, head's I've chopped off 

Cemetary's full from the bodies I dropped off 

Mothafuckaz hate me, cuz I'm singing Blasphemy 

Die and go to hell and when you get there ask for me 

Come along for the ride, drive you to suicide 

I'm the Unholy Esham, that's right 

Get me a razor blade and I might jack a spade 

Or jack jack my dick to a poor porno flick 

Nasty motherfucker with the wicked mentallity 

Thirteen ways is a small technicallity 

Cuz I got one, blow your fuckin head out 

Pull your fuckin eyes out, just to get the red out 

If you be a nigga or a white boy honkey 

I get funky, hip hop junkie 

Serial killa, frosted flakes 

Fucked up in the head waking up with the shakes 

Those are the breaks, fuckin up the fakes 

Some shit I make you cant take 

But dont blame me. 

 

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(CHORUS) 

Dont blame me 

Dont blame me 

Dont blame me 

Dont blame me, the devil made me do it. 

 

Better reach your children, cuz I might burn em' 

Teach em' and learn em' a motherfuckin lesson 

Get my Smith & Wesson and blow your baby's head off 

From watchin bullshit, turn the T.V. set off 

Psycho, and I might go like Michael 

Say some shit that you might not like so 

Who's that god that you praise the lord to 

Buyin that ticket to the heavens, cant afford to 

Esham's back with the New Jack Swing 

I dont pray or none or those things 

Now we got niggaz that's rappin bout god ya'll 

Praise the lord to me the black oddball 

I aint no joke and my words aint fiction 

If you think so you can suck my dick then 

I dont like preachers, or prayers, but playaz 

Esham the Unholy wicked rhyme sayer 

Swing with the Slayer, sing if you dare 

But just like before I dont care 

And dont blame me. 

 

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(CHORUS) 

Dont blame me (we are searchers of the truth) 

Dont blame me (we are searchers of the truth) 

Dont blame me (we are searchers of the truth) 

Dont blame me, the devil made me do it. 

 

Sick in the head, knotty like a dread 

Pump that lead cuz I'd rather be dead 

Gimme what you got if you hip you get with me 

I think my wrist is talking to you tellin you to slit me 

Suicidalist and I'm unorthadox 

Down with the black sox, whiskey on the rocks 

You might catch me in a jail cell with a wig 

I slaughtered me a pig, but you cant dig 

The voices in my head, tellin me to waste ya 

Pig that Bacon ham sandwich I can taste ya 

Everybody lookin for a bible to touch 

We shall overcome is a bit too much 

But you cant touch this 

Religion is some hokus-pokus 

Betcha seein god when you focus 

But when the day comes and you gotta run for shelter 

Now you screamin Hellterskellter 

Damn, you gotta turn off the T.V. 

Or dont blame me. 

 

(CHORUS) 

Dont blame me (dont start no shit now) 

Dont blame me (dont start no shit now) 

Dont blame me (dont start no shit now) 

Dont balme me, the devil made me do it. 

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