That same year he teamed up with Detroit natives TnT and Mastamind and formed the group Natas, whose controversial debut Life After Death has been blamed for the suicide of a Tennessee youth. After another EP released in 1992 entitled Hellter Skkkelter dropped, Esham's most recognized and most controversial album 1993's KKKill the Fetus hit stores. The cover of this album depicted an unborn fetus and the title track was a song explaining why unfit, drug addicted mothers should chose abortion over birth. Esham followed up with Natas' Blaz4me and another solo Closed Casket. This was all a prelude to another controversial release, Doubelievengod. Tracks such as "Pop Pop", "Sunday School", and "Heaven" set an unprecedented mark for evilness in rap music. Esham later released his final album on RLP, Dead Flowerz. This was a transitional period into Esham's new Gothom label. Bruce Wayne/Gothom City introduced the world to the new age Esham. After this release the head nodding, trunk rattling Multikillionaire was released.
After a 2-year break, E hit the scene with the colorful Mail Dominance CD. This CD had everything from slow jams, retrospectives on lost ones, wickedness, to 50's samples. The next release is what many feel was the critically acclaimed WWW.com. In 2001, Esham released what would become his smoothest album, Tongues. Followed by Natas 6th release Godlike. Esham resume of albums includes 10 full albums, 4 EPs, 3 greatest hits compilations, and 6 releases with Natas. Not to mention working with and producing for Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, Ghetto E, Kool Keith, Insane Clown Posse, and the Dayton Family. From 1989 to 2005, Esham has given fans his heavy doses of Reel Life, Heavy Mental music. Esham truly revolutionized Detroit's rap sound and is a local legend.
Eminem has listed Esham as an influence, as he mentions on his debut album, The Slim Shady LP. Esham's next album, A1 Yola, was released April 19th, 2005 by Psychopathic Records. Included with the album was also a DVD with videos to every song, making Esham the first artist to make a music video for every song on an album. Towards the end of 2005 Esham could no longer be a part of Psychopathic Records. His last concert under the label was at the 5th Annual Gathering of the Juggalos. He contributed to the Soopa Villainz project and later left. The split was on bad terms according to acidrap.com. The reason, also according to acidrap.com, was that Psychopathic Records did not allow him to use the name The Unholy,The Black Devil or the group NATAS. Athough bitterness was expressed by both parties directly after the split, Esham and Psychopathic have since publicly apoligized to one another, and stated that any past grievances are water under the bridge.
On June 6, 2006 (6/6/06) Esham released the Judgement Day box set, Rap's first $100 box set, available only through the Natas website. This set includes Judgement Day Vol.1 and 2, the previously unreleased Judgement Day Vol.3 and 4, a new 6 track Esham EP, and a DVD featuring concert footage from '04. Only 1,000 have been produced.
The Wicketshit Will Never Die
Esham Lyrics
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Here comes the voodoo what'cha gone do when my crew
Back from the dead once more again
Fuckin' up the flow again, fuck it here we go again
Oh, not me again, last time I wrecked shit
Burned down the church comin' through like the exorcist
Next to this, you get put on my shit list
Throw lifers get dissed you can't fuck with this
I'm psycho just like Michael
And I might go a little something like this, suicidalist
Dangerous minds bust when I bust
Digging up dust now I must, in God you trust
If I add just then I add just this
No justice, no peace, bloody body police
Belly of da pig got me fiendin' for a cracker
Jack be nimble make your body tremble
Cardiac arrest for the one in the chest
Then I K-I-double L T-H-E-F-E-T-you-S
Yes, I'm down with N-A-T-A-S, I suggest
You try but don't cry, 'cause the wicked shit'll never die
Once again I ressurected niggaz unexpected
A closed casket when I leaped out and blasted a basket
Case brother of insanity I'm not alone
Havin' fatal thoughts of puttin' a chrome to my dome
Now what kinda wicked shit? This some ol' wicked shit
Not so many niggaz all over devil diggin' shit
Stay up off my dick, my style's sick, but I'm so sick of this
Helter skelter bite my shit, it's so ridiculous
I know my shit's phatter than Luther Vandross
Psychic connection want to hit me with the holy ghost
Overdose, diagnose, niggaz in a comotose
Once I buck, buck ya, nigga motherfuck ya
Voodoo wicked child born a bastard
Visions of bloody bodies bein' blasted
Thinkin' of excuses, voices in my head mental abuses
Loses my mind, thought the flatline refuses
To answer, you can fess shit as you question
Me and myself verses Smith and Wesson
I'm that nigga with the wicked ass flow
Bitch you better act like you know
'Cause the wicked shit will never die
The wicked shit will never 187
Never go to heaven and fuck that reverend
All day whenever and
Feel like givin' up, mind starts blowin' up
Some old wicked shit, once again I'm throwin' up
A fit, I'm never gonna get into heaven
That's why I bought me a three 57
Fuck a reverend, and God I can't trust is true
So when I go to hell, better me and not you
I'ma walk the bloody trail and you can follow if you want
If you truly understand but my man I think you don't
I'm a suicidal revital, my title's homicidal
So many niggaz will die when I write my recital
They don't understand that I gotta plan for the klan
The area nation, white caucasian
I'm sick of all the bullshit I'd rather be dead
But first I better put a bullet in your head instead
They said that everything I said was a lie
But if you go and kill the fetus you cry
But the wicked shit will never die
The lyrics to Esham's song "The Wicketshit Will Never Die" are a passionate and intense contemplation on life, spirituality, and the power of music. The central theme is the idea that even in the face of death and destruction, the spirit of the "wicked shit" will never die, and that this creative force will continue to inspire generations of artists to come.
The first verse sets the tone for the entire song. Esham talks about coming back "from the dead once more again," and how he's going to "fuck up the flow again." He's unapologetically wild and unpredictable, describing himself as "psycho just like Michael." He's not afraid to take risks or test boundaries, which is highlighted by the line "belly of da pig got me fiendin' for a cracker."
The second verse is even more intense, with Esham describing himself as a "wicked child born a bastard" with "visions of bloody bodies being blasted." He's grappling with his own demons and mental health issues, saying that he's "loses his mind" and experiences "mental abuses." Throughout it all, he implores his listeners to follow him down the bloody trail, to understand that the "wicked shit" is not just a creative force, but a way of life.
Overall, the lyrics to "The Wicketshit Will Never Die" are a powerful commentary on the role of music in our lives, and how it can be a healing force even in the darkest of times.
Line by Line Meaning
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 6, 6
Counting up to signify the beginning of the song
Here comes the voodoo what'cha gone do when my crew
Here comes the dark magic, what will you do when my group arrives?
Back from the dead once more again
Returning from the afterlife, again
Fuckin' up the flow again, fuck it here we go again
Messing up the rap game again, but going at it anyway
Oh, not me again, last time I wrecked shit
Oh no, it's me again. Last time I caused destruction
Burned down the church comin' through like the exorcist
Set fire to the church while possessing an evil spirit
Next to this, you get put on my shit list
If you're in comparison to me, you'll be on my bad list
Throw lifers get dissed you can't fuck with this
Even the most experienced rappers will be outmatched, don't mess with me
Wicked wild, wicked style, I don't give a fuck I'll get buck wild
A wild and evil style, doesn't care and goes insane
I'm psycho just like Michael
Crazy like Michael Myers from Halloween
And I might go a little something like this, suicidalist
I may go insane and suicidal
Dangerous minds bust when I bust
Dangerous thoughts come out when I rap
Digging up dust now I must, in God you trust
Investigating the past, now I must trust in God
If I add just then I add just this
If I simply add a word, I add this
No justice, no peace, bloody body police
Without justice, there will be no peace. The police cause bloody bodies
Belly of da pig got me fiendin' for a cracker
The corrupt system has me wanting a piece of the fortunes for myself
Jack be nimble make your body tremble
Be quick and you'll be scared
Cardiac arrest for the one in the chest
Heart attack for the one with the bullet in their chest
Then I K-I-double L T-H-E-F-E-T-you-S
Then I kill the feds, you know who
Yes, I'm down with N-A-T-A-S, I suggest
Yes, I'm down with Natas. I advise
You try but don't cry, 'cause the wicked shit'll never die
You can try, but don't cry because evil will always live on
Once again I ressurected niggaz unexpected
Once again, I brought back dead people unexpectedly
A closed casket when I leaped out and blasted a basket
A closed casket when I surprise you with a violent move
Case brother of insanity I'm not alone
A case of an insane brother, but not alone
Havin' fatal thoughts of puttin' a chrome to my dome
Thinking about killing myself with a gun to my head
Now what kinda wicked shit? This some ol' wicked shit
What kind of evil stuff? The same old evil stuff
Not so many niggaz all over devil diggin' shit
Not many people understand the Satanic references
Stay up off my dick, my style's sick, but I'm so sick of this
Stay away from me, my style is crazy, but I'm sick of all of it
Helter skelter bite my shit, it's so ridiculous
Messy and crazy, copy my style, it will be funny
I know my shit's phatter than Luther Vandross
I know my music is better than Luther Vandross
Psychic connection want to hit me with the holy ghost
A spiritual connection, trying to talk to me through the Holy Ghost
Overdose, diagnose, niggaz in a comotose
An overdose causing people to be in a coma
Once I buck, buck ya, nigga motherfuck ya
Once I shoot, I shoot at you, cursed curse at you
Voodoo wicked child born a bastard
A child born out of wedlock with evil powers
Visions of bloody bodies bein' blasted
Seeing visions of bodies being shot and killed
Thinkin' of excuses, voices in my head mental abuses
Thinking of ways to avoid getting caught while being mentally abused by voices in my head
Loses my mind, thought the flatline refuses
Losing my mind, but not dying
To answer, you can fess shit as you question
To reply, you can confess things as you ask
Me and myself verses Smith and Wesson
Me fighting against myself and the gun
I'm that nigga with the wicked ass flow
I am the guy with the evil rap flow
Bitch you better act like you know
You better act like you understand
'Cause the wicked shit will never die
Because evil will always exist
The wicked shit will never 187
Evil will never die
Never go to heaven and fuck that reverend
Never go to heaven and screw that reverend
All day whenever and
All day, whenever
Feel like givin' up, mind starts blowin' up
Feeling like quitting, mind is overwhelmed
Some old wicked shit, once again I'm throwin' up
Throwing up the same old evil stuff
A fit, I'm never gonna get into heaven
A tantrum, never going to heaven
That's why I bought me a three 57
That's why I bought myself a .357 magnum
Fuck a reverend, and God I can't trust is true
Screw a reverend and I don't believe in God
So when I go to hell, better me and not you
So when I go to hell, I'd rather be me than you
I'ma walk the bloody trail and you can follow if you want
I'll walk the path of death, and you can follow me if you want
If you truly understand but my man I think you don't
If you really know, but I think you don't
I'm a suicidal revital, my title's homicidal
I'm ready to die, revived for destruction
So many niggaz will die when I write my recital
So many people will die when I perform my rap
They don't understand that I gotta plan for the klan
They don't get that I have a plan for the KKK
The area nation, white caucasian
The Aryan Nation, white people
I'm sick of all the bullshit I'd rather be dead
Sick of the nonsense, would rather be dead
But first I better put a bullet in your head instead
First, I need to shoot you in the head
They said that everything I said was a lie
They say that everything I say is false
But if you go and kill the fetus you cry
But if you abort a baby, you'll cry
But the wicked shit will never die
But evil will never die
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This song has been in and out of my head for the last 14 years. Jesus. I'm so relieved to have found it. I couldn't remember the name of this for the life of me.
Ted IzMyName
Classic Esham track at its finest and jamming hardcore.
WaterMagician12 MK
This track'll never die!
Alex WhiteBird
12 years old bumping this, 29 years old now, never die!
Ler Rhann
41 years old and rocking rthis shit forever.
Darin Whitman
Im 11 rn and im listening to thiss
eliminator3
damn... 18 years after this has come out and still sounds good, I miss my youth!
#JMB JokerMansBeats
This was/still is my shit! Got bang it! Everybody has tried to bite ESHAM one time or another in their career! Cube n Dre did with Natural Born Killers. I also heard Pac was a big fan & Suge wanted to sign E to Deathrow back then but he declined. E was already making millions decades ago, WAY b4 any of these independent lables out nowadays! (WITHOUT SELLING OUT!)
Nick Samuel
I didn't know that? I the song torture they hate on 2pac & biggie
Steevin Harris
Damn this shit is so classic