[Intro]
What's your pleasure, mister?
What's your pleasure, mister?
What's your pleasure, mister?
What's your pleasure, mister?
What's your pleasure, mister?
What's your pleasure, mister?
What's your pleasure, mister?
What's your pleasure, mister?

[Verse 1: Esham]
Sick in the head so I tried to kill a priest
I'm thinking of excuses instead of killing me
The Symptoms of Insanity's got me going psycho
Friday the 13th just like Michael
If I get wreck then I wreck when I wreck it
When I mic check, one, two when I check it
Looking for excuses just to get ill
How many pigs can one man kill?
Many, plenty, all if any
A penny for your thoughts but death is what you bought
From a public enemy, public figure
Keeping my hands on the trigger
Like a rusty razor but I'll faze you like a taser
Think of Malice Green and then I get Deja Vu
Then I get voodoo wicked
Slide a rusty razor across your throat then I stick it
Get my man, my man get
Tick-tock-tick when the heater go click
And by the way, **** *** man
God damn, you better murder me man
[Chorus]
You better murder me man, you better redrum, redrum
You better murder me man, you better redrum, redrum
You better murder me man
You better murder me man, you better redrum, redrum
You better murder me man, you better redrum, redrum

[Verse 2: Esham]
You better murder me man 'fore somebody get hurt
Sister Mary do me work in the back of the church
Another one bites the dirt when I put in work
Heh, you're talking to an expert
The Tasmanian Devil, Black Devil
That Devil you don't know, and don't want to know
Cause I'm kind of like a head hunter jack
Chop it off and I'm gonna black, you know I wanna black
Can't no, ain't no, if ands or buts
When my jimmy swings low, I'm dropping my nuts to the flo'
Onto the flo', to let you know
Pick the hairs off my nuts or better yet my afro
Big trigga, cooped up gorilla
And like Ice-T, I'm a killa, but illa
Vanilla Ice on the Ku Klux Klan
You better murder me man

[Chorus]
You better murder me man, you better redrum, redrum
You better murder me man, you better redrum, redrum
You better murder me man
You better murder me man, you better redrum, redrum
You better murder me man, you better redrum, redrum
[Verse 3: Esham]
Redrum redrum, murder murder murder
Standing in my way, then I got to hurt ya
Never get happy, hair always nappy
You'll get slapped, G, unholy pappy
Visions of bloody bodies, bloody bodies of vision
My mind and suicide, head on collision
I vision an incision, some psycho decision
Psychedelic funking, slam jam dunking
This is do or die so I'd rather be dead
Catch them out of line, off with their heads
I flex, the text, and break some freaking necks
Need getting done plenty sex and special effects
Make me crazy, mad, boy I'm freaking bad
You couldn't even add all the problems I've had
Psycho sick, this is sick
Abracadabara, black magic
Voodoo wicked, wicked voodoo
Scare you, go boo, funky doodoo
I'm wicked, standing with my gat in my hand
You better murder me man

[Chorus]
You better murder me man, you better redrum, redrum
You better murder me man, you better redrum, redrum
You better murder me man
You better murder me man, you better redrum, redrum
You better murder me man, you better redrum, redrum
[Outro]
What's your pleasure, mister?
What's your pleasure, mister?
What's your pleasure, mister?
What's your pleasure, mister?
What's your pleasure, mister?
What's your pleasure, mister?
What's your pleasure, mister?
What's your pleasure, mister?
What's your pleasure, mister?