Lyrics:

Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Time to get ill, my mic starts to kill Your head is falling apart, and I start to rebuild Your mind, your outta time, I'm out ya mind Like a '74 the heavy metal hardcore Back to the groove line Suckers tried to move mine The seventh sign of death, and death to the peace sign I start to release mine Now you gotta cease mine Shot another brother for holding up the peace sign. I got style, I got class Try to diss me, and I'll beat your ass I don't say, I spray niggaz olay Like a '74, homey don't play Down on the east side, my name is Esham Rollin' through your hood, and I'm ticking like a time bomb Ready to blow up, ready to go up side Another nigga's head, for some shit, he done said A homicidal killer, with a nine in my hands Now you get to ride in the ambulance Cuz it's murder (Chorus) Redrum,Redrum Redrum, Redrum Redrum, Redrum , Redrum , Redrum Redrum, Redrum, Redrum ,Redrum Redrum, Redrum, Redrum , Redrum Redrum!! Dig this, a crazy brother, on a crazy, crazy tip Mother fuckers claiming raw, boy you'll get pistol whipped Whipping out my mini-mag, fucking niggaz up Bullet proof vest on my chest, now what's up? Doing it, like a renegade Sticks and stones is played Who's gone get fucked up, I got a gun, you got a blade I'm taking no shit, Reel Life product is legit Your fiendin' for my tape, like a junkie wants a hit Death is at your doorstep waiting on the one The devil is in the shell, and he comin' out a gun Going off on niggaz, like I just based the pipe Take a n