[Intro: Esham]
"Yo what's up? This is Esham The Unholy and I'm in the motherfuckin' house with Mr. Nitty and Little Half Pint and Project Born is in this motherfucker"
[Verse 1: Nitty]
I'm losin' it, I think my mind is in a fuckin' rage
'Cause when I'm killin' hoes I'm tense slow wit my mental stage
I keeps the candles burnin' every night I lay to rest
And slit my wrist because I had to have a blood test
I'm killin' bitches, punk-ass niggas, and you fuckin' hoes
I draw that first blood so consider me the Rambo
'Cause new jack is back in the city I'm packin' 'em up to heaven
Kill fifty-six now Wesley Snipes is Passenger fifty-seven
I got my mind off in some filthy shit and dirty shit
My counselor tells my mother "yo son is a lunatic"
I cut her throat then watched her scream as her body burns
And look my mother in the face and tell her yo turn
I left the scene and there was two mo' bodies layin' dead
"We want Nitty dead" was all the fuckin' papers read
But that's a joke 'cause this maniac is on the loose
And when I'm creepin' all I'm seekin' is my trigger juice
So take the lesson, learn your motherfuckin' principles
I got no mind so you know Frank Nit's invincible
I think of no one else except my son and damn self
That's why three years ago I put my brain up on the shelf
'Cause I'm so heartless I'm bound to run my own section
I look at mirrors and I come up wit' no damn reflection
I'm still hallucinatin' about the fuckin' murder scenes
Dropped in a straight jacket at the age of eighteen
I'm thinkin' damn will I ever get my mind back?
My folks keep tellin' me a maniac's a maniac
I tell my story but you hoes just don't know who I am
A fucking menace in bloodsport the black Van Damme
I'll get you motherfuckers screamin' when you hit the paint
You ain't from New Orleans so bitch don't try and play a saint
Because I got your fuckin' mother hangin' from a string
And if she go to talkin' shit she catchin' sixteen
'Cause I get violent I want silence when I'm in the room
Straight out the 'jects, Frank Nitty's temple of the doom
I'm checkin' coffins 'cause this lifeless nigga's gonna give
And like I said on the untouchables the dead lives
You kill a bitch, you kill a bitch, and now I kill a bitch
It's time for ceremonies fuck that shit just dig the ditch
Because I told you hoes to never try and fuck with me
I'm runnin' shit down in fuckin' nineteen-nitty-three
'Cause when I'm gone off, you niggas meet the sawed-off
Some niggas crawled away, but most of them were hauled off
Up in plastic, so you know this nigga's cruisin' it
But I say fuck you hoes and laugh because I'm losin' it
[Chorus: Project Born, Nitty]
I'm losin' it man I think I'm losin' it (I'm losin' it)
I'm losin' it man I think I'm losin' it (I'm losin' it)
I'm losin' it man I think I'm losin' it (I'm losin' it)
I'm losin' it man I think I'm losin' it (I'm losin' it)
[Verse 2: Esham]
I'm losin' it, tell me if my mind's gone
Tell me if my mind's blown, Man, I think your mind's blown
Man I need some therapy but ain't nobody helpin' me
Come and meet the killer inside me killer inside me now you see
I gotta get my head together get it together pull it apart
If I put my finger on the trigger then the bullet'll start
My luck my luck is hard hard luck so I'm luckin'
I'm down wit' hard luckin' I don't give a fuck and
I be the black devil unholy Esham
Havin' flashbacks of how I shot Uncle Tom
I'm losin' it nigga
[Chorus: Project Born, Esham]
I'm losin' it man I think I'm losin' it (I'm losin' it)
I'm losin' it man I think I'm losin' it (I'm losin' it)
I'm losin' it man I think I'm losin' it (I'm losin' it)
I'm losin' it man I think I'm losin' it (I lost it)
[Verse 3: Half Pint]
For many many years I tried to run but I can't hide no mo'
My mind is eagerly anticipatin' for some murder ho
Shank after motherfuckin' shank is what I'm all about
Diary of a madman so hear me as I take 'em out
Puff after motherfuckin' puff as I be smokin' fry
No one knows a madman so look a killer in his eye
Take me out my misery I'm droppin' deeper to my knees
Judgment day is coming, Keep my finger on that lemon squeeze
V-I-O-L-E-N-T M-A-D-M-A-N, bitch
F-T-I-C-K no reachin' for no panic switch
Life is kinda hard to swallow so I eat it bit by bit
Must don't know who they fuckin' wit', they fuckin' wit' a lunatic
Deep inside my mind I light a candle life is meditatin'
Never ever gang related still I stay premeditated
Mentally disturbed my mind don't click I think I wanna die
I can't live my life in pain don't lay my shit up in the light
Confused got me livid so I guess I got nowhere to turn
Bitches on these nuts because they want the fuckin' ends I earn
People tell me give it up that my life is a fuckin' waste
What them bitches don't know is that Flint Michigan's a lonely place
Visions in my head gotta hunt em all across the nation
Deep up in a straight jacket sufferin' from the medication
Lost in my mind tryin' to find me a peace of mind
I'm out my fuckin' mind but still I got my fuckin' nine
Basically hit got me mixed in this fuck shit
Hop out the ghetto keep me labelled as a lunatic
How will I live? I don't know that's a tough decision
Lock me in institutions and send my black ass to prison
This is my life nigga but don't put no blues in it
Like the money in my pocket bitch I'm losin' it
[Chorus: Project Born, Nitty]
I'm losin' it man I think I'm losin' it (I'm losin' it)
I'm losin' it man I think I'm losin' it (I'm losin' it)
I'm losin' it man I think I'm losin' it (I'm losin' it)
I'm losin' it man I think I'm losin' it (I'm losin' it)
I'm losin' it man I think I'm losin' it (I'm losin' it)
I'm losin' it man I think I'm losin' it (I'm losin' it)
I'm losin' it man I think I'm losin' it (I'm losin' it)
I'm losin' it man I think I'm losin' it (I'm losin' it)
[Outro: Esham]
"Yo, what's up this is Project Born and Esham and we done lost that shit…"
