[Talking continues from Detroit 101]

Heh, see, it's a conspiracy, see y'all, y'all killed my man

and now they tryin' to kill me. They think I can't see that.

You think I can't see that.



I know you heard of me never but I murder forever

Impatient mental patient without health care

Detroit street-educated straight off the welfare

Powered milk drinkin', suicidal witchdoctor known for head shrinkin'

The government want me to stop thinkin'

Blink and I'm gone, reappear with the chrome to ya dome

Bustin' caps like raps on microphones

Now if you wanna talk to some crooks

Come to Detroit and getcha bling took

I ain't exaggeratin', I ain't playa hatin'

3 feet of snow and killas still roll Dayton's

Oh my god, it's crazy

Think I want a different color mink for everyday of the week

Homey, don't speak on me

I'm the one and only gift the Unholy poetry



Poetry, poetry, poetry, poetry, poetry, poetry

Oh...the wicked shit, the wicked shit, you bitch



That's all, that's it, these niggaz talkin' shit

That's all I needed, one wicked rhyme never repeated

I'm heated, put acid on Skittles and make you eat it

And when he come up dead they be like

'He did it, E did it'

I gives a fuck, I gives a fuck

Get buck, get stuck like a chicken get pluck

These niggaz in my city on a nut like what

Never been to a party didn't get shot up

Shot, shot, shot up

Never been to a party didn't get shot up

Didn't get shot up



Mental telepathy tellin' me I need therapy

I blew my cranium killin' brain cells, I'll never be sane

I'm insane, life in pain, that's whatchu gain

When it rain on the Unforgiven in the fast lane

This is ya br