Twiztid
(intro)
2nd Hand Smoke
Free your mind
I represent the east side no peace fuck the police
We tell you to decrease the deceast atleast
A grown man tellin ya somethin that he beleives
Practice to deceive no more tricks up my sleeve
What tha fuck bitch duck bitch why ya talkin shit
Better duck bitch, before ya dome get hit
The shit is twiztid deeper then that old french braid
Sticker then jam and jelly fed
Everybody else still talkin about somethin
What you thought you heard bitch can it cuz your frontin
Dead wrong, dinner table conversation
Leavin you pistol whipped in the corner with abrations
Part of this contamination of mind state
Sleepin on a dream hopin it's gone when I wake,
Mamma think I'm a play on type serial killa
Who knew bottom of mind like god zilla
We survived like catapillers in cacoons and caskets
Stretch stickin history like elastic, so fantastic
Like the newport cigarrette that I smoke
Hit tha muthafucka till I choke
I'm grabbin my balls about nothin death diein and hoe fuckin
So understand that he's sayin somethin
Never be heard I'm underground with tha dirt and grime
Smashin heads be my reason for rhyme I'm on time
Like a motha fucka, leavin you hangin in the forest
Standin in some comfortable shifts like Chuck Norris
Check the chorus second hand smoke when you breathe
Remember when I told you I wish to leave?
You would leave on the Monoxide Child and wild
Travel the world on 9 cloud screamin loud
Free your mind
Breath it in, second hand smoke (2x)
Lonley bitches wanna shut me down pull the plugs on the microphone
Take no individual handle Mr. Bone
Tokers think they own yours or they dead broke
If they all turn this motha fucka up in mad stoned
Cuz we stronger then bitch ass tickets in fast lane
Rollin at a fast pace, paid my arm's race
Lookin dazzed in the face and I don't even shut up
If my women starts cheatin mothafuckup
Bitch I'm out for self, green weed fame and wealth
So take your hopes and dreams and put that shit back on the shelf
Cuz we rollin, and everybody faught for somethin
Cigarrette lighters power window's wood grain motion
Take a carton with these, blowin trees lookin chinese
Hopin that tha cops aint tellin me
Tryin to fire at the glass house
Nigga pass tha blunt before you pass out
Pushin hub caps, chosen the hoods so fuck that
We heard the shit, and the shit is all whack
I'm gonna need to pack cuz we move when it's dark at night
Believe the rumors, cuz they probably all right
On the sideline consealed weapons and drug trains
Baracaiden the doors for the rain, and in the shade
With tha sawed off double barrel pump
Lookin for mothafuckas who wanna jump
Cuz I got 13 bullets in my pocket I'm a madman
My trigger fingers turnin somethin to say
Free your mind
Breathe it in, second hand smoke (2x)
No destruction and trama, you can even see tha drama
I get the persona for marijuana
At night, I lay stressed with no place to go
All by my lonely screamin out, FUCK THAT HOE
So from I learned to smell
Playa hate me cuz I smoke burn in hell
This shit ain't for everybody, I live to severe body
So mellon colly, sucicide is just a folly and I'm out
Free your mind
Breathe it in, second hand smoke (2x)
Diemuthafuckadie!
That's the shit,
Twiztid,
Twiztid, yeah,
Twiztid to give it a wig split,
(a mutherfuckin wig split)
wig splits,
wig splits,
Twiztids given wig splits,
(right)
we cracked your head in half,
it wasn't funny but we laughed,
Twiztid's runnin this bitch from nine dash,
a car crash is no equivalent,
we far from innocent,
cross in the valley weigus ignorant,
actin belligerent on the daily,
hopin that somebody will save me but I guess I'm dead wrong,
all by myself,
fuck everyone else I'm in a hole,
an I can't breathe my lungs swelled,
bad dreams when I'm sleepin,
everybody constantly creepin,
feelin so weak an I can't see em,
my conscious keep leavin me,
fallin in and out,
waking up in puddles of sweat and cottonmouthed,
them down south niggaz don't know about this,
the niggaz on the west side way to pissed,
because the eastside niggaz talkin hardcore shit,
enough to get the northside head, we the shit,
but we legit like a mutherfucker,
chillin with million dollar peoples,
diggin up graves,
American evil,
lookin for the sequel,
goes like somethin close to equal,
your whack ass Tony Deceiko,
and bitches in Toledo,
but die,
mutherfucker die,
diemutherfuckerdiemutherfuckerdie,
die,
mutherfucker die,
diemutherfuckerdiemutherfuckerdie,
die,
mutherfucker die,
diemutherfuckerdiemutherfuckerdie,
die,
mutherfucker die,
diemutherfuckerdiemutherfuckerdie,
I smoke to many cigarettes and get high to much,
don't work enough,
shit is to rough,
I could give a fuck less if the whole world blows up,
or what gang signs niggaz throw up,
I'm to fed up,
to keep my head up,
so I let it drag,
can't afford a belt so my pants sag,
everybody seems to be a fag or a lesbian,
but what the fuck happened is what I'm questioning,
the president is prejudice against you and me,
then he's takin half our money and he's chillin taxee free,
and if you ask me that's another smack in the face,
we need to burn the white house and piss in his face,
and every judge should do a minimum of twenty to life,
if they can dish it they can take it tell me that aint right,
and every cop should be beat like Rodney King,
nonstop form the summer to the turn of spring,
shove a donut in they mouth and a badge in there ass,
because the pigs don't get no class they get there wig split,
but die,
mutherfucker die,
diemutherfuckerdiemutherfuckerdie,
die,
mutherfucker die,
diemutherfuckerdiemutherfuckerdie,
die,
mutherfucker die,
diemutherfuckerdiemutherfuckerdie,
die,
mutherfucker die,
diemutherfuckerdiemutherfuckerdie,
my life has fallin to pieces,
fuck you I hope you die,
in the casket where I lay,
and where my body solo on the track flies,
in my eyes a look of terror,
cold as ice,
so what if I slit my wrists once or twice,
now I can split your wig with my aluminum bat,
or I can blow your eardrums with my brain-dead rap,
now you can call this or that but I swing to the other,
word to the Monoxide Child my brother,
no other represents this,
effervecent,
knowledge for a twisted education,
I got the lesson,
bloody text book,
kill the next motherfucker that looks,
you always shake you always shook, yeah,
get your wig split bitch and we out,
get your wig split bitch and we out,
get your wig split bitch and we out,
tell these mutherfuckers what were talkin about,
die,
mutherfucker die,
diemutherfuckerdiemutherfuckerdie,
die,
mutherfucker die,
diemutherfuckerdiemutherfuckerdie,
die,
mutherfucker die,
diemutherfuckerdiemutherfuckerdie,
die,
mutherfucker die,
diemutherfuckerdiemutherfuckerdie,
mutherfucker, yeah, (die)
mutherfucker, yeah, (die) (watch you got?)
mutherfucker, yeah,
mutherfucker, (die) (what motherfucker?)
yeah, yeah, yeah, mutherfucker,
die, die,
Smoke Break
(smoke break)
if you smoke pot then say hell yeah,
(smoke), hell yeah,
(smoke), hell yeah,
if you smoke pot then say hell yeah,
(smoke), hell yeah,
(smoke), hell yeah,
if you smoke pot then say hell yeah,
(smoke), hell yeah,
(smoke), hell yeah,
if you smoke pot then say hell yeah,
(smoke), hell yeah,
(smoke), hell yeah,
Murder, Murder, Murder
(murder, murder, mur-murder, murder)
(murder, murder, mur-murder, murder)
first I plan my escape,
nothin on tape I leave the scene without a trace,
I look her dead in the face,
but she don't see my I'm unnoticed,
I head straight to her bedroom window for better focus,
hokus pokus,
I see the doors unlocked,
I let myself in,
head for her room with plans of murder and mayhem,
there she goes (goes),
there the bitch lays (lays),
livin on this earth to my dismay,
time to pay,
palms are sweaty I'm 'bout to vomit,
I grab the knife out of my belt and jab it in her stomach,
again and again and now she's screamin like I care,
but I could give a fuck less,
before she dies I grab her by her blood soaked hair,
and tell her shit's gonna be alright on my end,
I'm glad it happened this way,
back in my daughters life again aint it a shame,
that it came to this,
life goes on except for one less bitch,
aint it a trip,
murder murder murder murder,
you never heard of redrum in reverse,
bodies in the hearst,
now your lifes gone cause we appointed you to die,
time to kiss your ass goodbye don't ask why,
murder murder murder murder,
you never heard of redrum in reverse,
bodies in the hearst,
now your lifes gone cause we appointed you to die,
time to kiss your ass goodbye don't ask why,
it was Tuesday December twenty fourth 97,
time on the clock one-eleven,
thinkin bout sendin somebody to heaven,
on the crossroads,
the fate of a soul,
lies in my hands I suppose,
now I'm wearin dark clothes,
parked on a side street,
peepin out the scenery,
make sure nobody's seein me,
as I move to the trunk of the stolen car,
up to the backdoor with the crowbar,
so far the plans fool proof,
called from the phone booth,
got the message machine,
nobody's on the scene,
kicked in the back door one thirty four,
lookin for the family dog Thor,
kicked him in the jaw with the work boots,
knocked a couple teeth loose,
smacked him in the mouth with my empty duce duce,
then I smile,
break his neck and watch him piss on kitchen tile,
never liked him since the day he tried to play me bother,
he tried to bite me,
stabbed a steak knife in his head,
so much for that man's best friend,
now I'm all up in the place an,
in the bedroom masturbation,
cummin on the sheets and pillowcases,
fuck that bitch,
she's just a cunt and her mother's nothin but a slut,
can't wait to seal her mouth shut,
two thirty she returns home from work,
nice blouse tight shirt,
business attire,
for the sucker for hire,
put the keys on the table sayin "baby are you home",
didn't expect to see Bones were alone,
an she's reachin for the telephone to call the police,
strangled with cord now deceased,
in the process of her suffocation,
finger fucked her for demonstration,
let her know I know her many faces,
now she's dead in the closet,
hangin out with all the winter clothes,
in the struggle suffered a bloody nose but I'm straight though,
as I move to the bathroom to wash my hands,
it's all part of the plan,
don't think you understand see,
murder murder murder murder,
you never heard of redrum in reverse,
bodies in the hearst,
now your lifes gone cause we appointed you to die,
time to kiss your ass goodbye don't ask why,
First Day Out - '98
I got another funky rhyme,
another funky funky rhyme,
I got another funky rhyme,
another funky rhyme another funky funky rhyme,
I got another funky rhyme,
another funky funky rhyme,
I got another funky rhyme,
another funky rhyme another funky funky rhyme,
(aw shit, Twiztid, this is my shit man, I'm finna remake the wicked shit shit, Jamie Schmidt yeah)
now they let the gates up so I bailed,
six shitty months pick me up from the county jail,
smart ass mouth even though I paid my dues,
contorted hoo blankets and the rubber shoes,
but I aint naggin,
here come my people in the hoop-d muffler draggin,
aint been in the hoo ride long and the two liter of Moon Mist is almost gone,
my nuts are kinda anxious to drop a load,
told my man hook me up with a chick that he knows,
the bitch said mutherfucker pick me up at three,
can't bitch septor don't ride your street,
we can eat around the corner at KFC,
you can take a cab and I'll pay the fee,
when she showed up damn,
she was out of luck,
I forgot my wallet in the glove box of my truck,
foot the tab for the cab and the dinner to,
with a knot in my sock,
bitch I thought you knew,
dressed to impress chewin' Dentine gum,
and I was drunk as fuck and smelled like an ally bum,
i'm chewin' on my food like a carnivore,
dumb bitch starin at me like an eyesore,
then I plopped my face into my bowl of soup,
and slurped every last bit up through my missin tooth,
the bitch jumped up faster than a race,
and told me had to powder her face,
said she pickin' up the tab,
you know that I'ma go for mine,
got sol shabele' fifty four vintage wine,
and a steak well done with an order of shrimp,
Jaime Madrox playin a pimp,ugh,
she's back now,
and her hair aint fixed,
probably in the bathroom kickin back takin' a shit,
but I aint sayin nothin though,
I aint sayin nothin bout the motherfuckin ho,
wasup bitch, you ready to break,
besides how long can one fat bitch take,
quit snackin,
and pay the shit,
so we can go to your crib,
and watch a horror flick,
with your daddy,
your employed?
uhh, shit naw,
your daddy's pretty fresh sweety pie,
I mean him,
lettin me me crip his ride,
besides,
he slipped me a fifty,
but then again I'm kinda shifty,
now I wanna fuck so we headed to my house,
fuck sittin with your parents on the couch,
dad I got a bitch in my room and I smiled,
take your ass to the bar,
and don't come back for a while,
a juggalo's known for smackin ho's but I need to bust nut so I switched to the mack mode,
now woman,
you know I love you,
so why won't you just let me fuck you,
look bitch,
I know you's a freak,
so let me get alittle kiss on my cheek,
and I fucked a girl with that,
c'mon nympho,
and let me hit that,
tell you what,
you let me stick it,
and I got a leftover piece of chicken for ya,
you little sewer skank,
you nasty little pipe smokin money hungry bitch,
that's the shit J,
eightee five bucks an hour,
you wanna play,
an that was that,
alittle smooth talkin an she was on her back,
you'll never guess what,
my first day out,
an I caught my nut,
first day out and I caught my nut, (what)
first day out and I caught my nut, (what)
first day out and I caught my nut, (what)
well shit bitch it's my first day out, (an I caught my nut)
first day out and I caught my nut, (what)
first day out and I caught my nut, (what)
first day out and I caught my nut, (what)
well shit bitch it's my first day out, (an I caught my nut)
first day out and I caught my nut, (what)
first day out and I caught my nut, (what)
first day out and I caught my nut, (what)
well shit bitch it's my first day out, (an I caught my nut)
first day out and I caught my nut, (what)
first day out and I caught my nut, (what)
first day out and I caught my nut, (what)
well shit bitch it's my first day out, (an I caught my nut)
Somebody Dissin U
they called me Hektic,
cause the way the pain isn't injected,
you talk shit you gonna regret it,
fuck it you said it,
watch your mouth fool,
I'm on the move,
time to pay for words you say,
one level of pain on display,
bitch back off,
too late your bitches ran out,
you jackoff,
leavin you wishin you was dead off,
the planets pain is just as dead as you explained,
all that shit you talked drove me insane,
when my brain swells my ears bleed and all the bad level of attack,
cuz i'm underated so remeber that,
ears get cracked with baseball bats,
I love the sound it makes when it pings,
I even love it when my ears ring,
stompin suckers in a second,
leave you with no sign of recolection,
rearange your whole memory obsessions,
disseased and fags are hopin that I die slowly,
covered in corn stalks protected by the oak trees,
frreze,
mutherfuckers,
get your hands in the air,
mutherfuckers,
this aint a game,
I don't talk shit I slit necks just because,
catchin a buzz and keepin a lookout for the fuzz,
if I get hit by the cops Im goin out like Val Kilmer,
heat the whole squad,
droppin a bomb and watch them simmer,
pain is a beautiful thing it makes my spine shimmer,
murder for hire,
better believe that I deliver,
if you think somebody's dissin you they probably are,
sa far all I've been hearin is player hatin, (ooh yeah)
if you think somebody's dissin you they probably are,
sa far all I've been hearin is player hatin, (ooh yeah)
as we movin with the speed of the robot sonic exaust,
chronic fumes fuel,
gin and tonic,
half of the world is corrupt and alive,
other half are depressed and they want to die,
I S I,
why ask why,
realize there's a killer in your face,
look him in his eyes before your body dies,
I'm a grab your soul straight up out your chest,
put it in my black glass jar with all the rest,
of the compitition,
packed rhymes with provision,
eliminating adversaries and all over divisions,
I'm cuttin like a decision where other suckers is missin,
with the lov cheese to three niggaz with college paid tuitions,
take a listen I drop knowledge like a teacher,
an ill preacher preachin his sermon,
are they learning how to sing-along with the dead mans song,
he's got an axee in his head so they know what side he's on,
an brain dead people always say right on,
an got ten on the weed cause we're all high arms,
we let bygons be bygons and indismissed,
you wack ass bitches in the abiss,
fuck a diss,
cause you let your colors show to many times,
it goes way deeper than rhymes,
fuck a beat cause I rock accapella,
crazy ass fella,
used to fuck Cinderella,
in the back of the pumpkin coach smokin roach after roach,
fuck her all night and in the mornin make me french toast,
coast to coast dropin knowledge like a teacher,
I S I in this bitch play the preachers,
if you think somebody's dissin you they probably are,
sa far all I've been hearin is player hatin, (ooh yeah)
if you think somebody's dissin you they probably are,
sa far all I've been hearin is player hatin, (ooh yeah)
Meat Cleaver
yeah (aww hell yeah), let me know (what's that), Myzery (word up), Twiztid (Twiztid), and the Insane Clown Posse (you know what I'm sayin), formin a 50 foot Voltron on your ass (I'm gonna get that bitch ass, see what I'm sayin, Psychopathic style nigga), your worst nightmares couldn't fuck with this (what are you gonna do), run that shit (yeah)
I'm rollin with the Psychopathic,
make a move and shake contrastic,
leavin mutherfuckers in caskets or wrapped in Reynolds plastic,
cause we psychosematic and schizophrenic lunatics,
holdin my balls we hopin she goes the tip of my dick,
we real sick bitch,
run and tell a friend,
Twiztid entered the beginning becomes the beginning of the end,
the world dealt me a healthy hand of pain and lies,
and you can see the hate in my eyes it's no suprise,
it aint shit bitch believe that,
suckas claimin they paid they can't even handle their weed taxee,
I leave tracks like a needle,
you foney as the fifth Beatle,
fuck a V on indeedo,
rockin Toledo,
like a trooper but,
leavin your concius in a stuper but,
fuck a Smith & Wesson I can grab the hooka bud,
and right before I shoot ya I stab your back like I was Lex Luger,
chronic weed abuser (hoooo),
as we are capitalisin in the process music sees,
money motivated golden in trainin like Martin Luther King,
hesitators pause while we crack their jaws,
swoopin over their town like superballs (hoo hoo),
I roll in bones and it's on like that,
makin suckas passout so hard they lungs collapse,
Twiztid's the sound,
somethin that your worst nightmares couldn't fuck with,
prepare to duck bitch,
cause I'm runnin with a meat cleaver,
runnin with a meat cleaver-yo,
and if you missed it,
the name is Twiztid,
runnin with a meat cleaver-yo,
boriqua Myzery,
para la isla,
runnin with a meat cleaver-yo,
Shaggs and J,
Insane Clown Posse,
runnin with a meat cleaver-yo,
Psychopathic,
from the NY know Myzery,
the red eye,
the invasion,
Minority and Jumpsteady,
plottin retaliation,
suffocated dirty cats,
player hatin gats,
we're packin scullys and army jackets,
headin out of Psychopathic,
I got a plan so stack the ammo in the trunk,
the word is that downtown we don't front,
spark the blunt,
give em what they want,
psycho thugs,
loaded slugs,
loco,
and like a wayside our gettaway rides destination,
(some spanish lines)
my shit is jammed before your planned,
but he's wounded badly,
move quick or hold up back me,
bein chased down this dark alley,
a wounded ass Minority hollorin achobawa,
pulled out my blade,
carved it in him like a monsana,
go back to the ride floarin corpses,
no remorses,
Psychopathic and Spanish Side,
we're joinin forces,
runnin with a meat cleaver-yo,
and if you missed it,
the name is Twiztid,
runnin with a meat cleaver-yo,
boriqua Myzery,
para la isla,
runnin with a meat cleaver-yo,
Shaggs and J,
Insane Clown Posse,
runnin with a meat cleaver-yo,
Psychopathic,
(puertla, Myzery, Twiztid, the dope Insane Clown Posse, Psychopathic Records, para la scrimpre`)
I smell Corn Pops,
I smell,
I smell,
If I smell raisins,
time to kill planets you slide,
If I smell garlic my head hurts,
cause my brain is cursed by voodoo wizards,
my skin turns blue and I start to shake,
my tongue comes out like a snake,
soonga poonga hooly goo bol,
that's my Ugandan voodoo flow,
you don't know what it meant till the next day you wake up,
with your dick in your homies but,
i might grab your face,
twist your neck,
and then let it go (bbbwwwwalllllllla),
and then shaggy climbs up my back and we attack and hit you like a ten foot ninja (ninja),
I paint my face like a clown,
othertimes I paint it like Sting and come down the rafters up at the mall,
and throw old folks to the ropes,
and chop their throats,
well I aint no wrestler,
I'm a serial murderess killer molester,
just jugglin your balls a bit,
it's J who's into that shit (yeah fuck you),
and if you wanna get lippy,
I'll stretch your lips out and call you skippy,
bottom line is we're twisted like Sam Kinisans back,
after the car wreck,
runnin with a meat cleaver-yo,
and if you missed it,
the name is Twiztid,
runnin with a meat cleaver-yo,
boriqua Myzery,
para la isla,
runnin with a meat cleaver-yo,
Shaggs and J,
Insane Clown Posse,
runnin with a meat cleaver-yo,
Psychopathic,
Psychopathic,
Psychopathic,
Psychopathic,
Psychopathic,
How Does It Feel?
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how does it feel to be you,
how does it feel to feel the way you do,
it's so decisive,
and I don't care if you like or you hate me,
I know you mutherfuckers are bound to underate me,
lookin through your window as a thunderbolt strikes the ground,
wind blowin through the trees makin irritating sounds,
like the voice in the back of my head but I'm immune,
to the confines of draculas tomb,
night creep, man made Nosferatu,
to owls of the night sendin shocks through your body,
fatter than Poverati,
speak softly or back up off me,
fair line,
before I gaze in your eyes and blow your mind,
sickness,
what I depicted is loaded and evicted,
frequently defined as being twisted or wicked,
predict the many sights seen happenings and lies,
perform on the daily in disguise,
sinister,
tell the minister to bless my soul,
momas baby' mind broken went of control,
smash the remote control through television screens,
blame it on the movie or a dream,
it's all the same mindgames with the prodigys paralized,
swollen little brain mesmorized,
then he dies,
left alone in a world full of hate,
body rots away while his mind incubates,
how does it feel to be you,
how does it feel to feel the way you do,
it's so decisive,
and I don't care if you like or you hate me,
I know you mutherfuckers are bound to underate me,
how does it feel to be you,
how does it feel to feel the way you do,
it's so decisive,
and I don't care if you like or you hate me,
I know you mutherfuckers are bound to underate me,
they labelled me a paranoid schizophrenic,
known on this planet for two things,
talkin shit and automatic mind gets trashed for little walks through the woods,
bury you alive if I could,
mobbin through the hood with a body in the trunk,
unidentified cause he's known as a chump,
Ihear him keep talkin junk,
in my ear,
but nobody else can hear,
i look around and I'm feelin weird,
palms are sweaty I'm about to blackout,
last chance but nothin can stop this Twiztid sprout I'm all about mad cussin,
fuck you and the rap mush,
Me and Madrox can skull crush,
turnin bitches to dust and when we are excited you must die,
like a creep in the night I let your soul fly,
so high that I never touched ground,
make it so your bodies never found,
another unsolved mystery,
lookin for some nobody,
every single night on t.v.,
tryin to see my eyes closed and rolled back,
holdin them thaughts deep in my mind about a car jack,
care break down in the middle of the street,
people just kept movin their feet,
treated like a freak so how was I supposed to act,
so when you see me mutherfucker be prepared for the axe,
how does it feel to be you,
how does it feel to feel the way you do,
it's so decisive,
and I don't care if you like or you hate me,
I know you mutherfuckers are bound to underate me,
how does it feel to be you,
how does it feel to feel the way you do,
it's so decisive,
and I don't care if you like or you hate me,
I know you mutherfuckers are bound to underate me,
you're goin vampire huntin with a nine millimeter,
are souls are blessed by Marry Magdaline and St. Peter,
eat a bit of Christ but I call it the host,
am I dead alive or just a ghost,
Komatose midway,
two dollars and some change,
pumpin picture of insanity but I'm feelin so insane,
another migrane headache,
my stomach ----,
She Ain't Afraid
so what's up man this shit ain't goin down,
trust me, trust me, I know her man, it's gonna go down, jus be cool, be cool,
she ain't talkin bout shit,
trust me,
alright look, then i'ma go in there and I'ma start freakin that bitch down and tellin her what I'm about,
she aint gonna say shit, watch, damn Tina, you look mighty confortable lyin there naked, you mind if I go ahead an pull my dick out?
ohh, no, hell no
you like that?
I, I like to get my face fucked, that really gets me going, and I like what he does, what he's doin to me right now, stroking my pussy really lightly,
damn, there's all types off pussy rubbin an shit, what the fuck i'm 'posed to do?
honey, fuck my face,
man, cmon man, this is my hook up, this is my hook up man, get your ass away, this is my shit, fuck you,
(this my turn, man, cmon, man, let me, i want it bad man, cmon man let me hit that shit)
shut up, what I need is, um, his cock in my ass,
ugh ugh ugh ugh, ugh ugh ugh, you like to get ugh ugh,
let's get high and just fuck,
i hit you till you bleed,
and we can just blame it on the weed little freak,
suckin me off makin my knees weak,
rubbin my nuts when I cum makin my voice tweek,
she makes me feel like a champion late night,
when I call she knows what's happenin,
i got a box of condoms and a mind full of tricks,
I'm free just for fucken and my balls and my dick,
get it started,
legs parted,
I hit it so hard the pussy farted,
and now it's time to depart it,
she took the rubber off and then she shoved it in her mouth,
it felt like I came from down south,
know about it,
pussy pleasings just a part of the game,
you gotta bang it till it falls right off,
I do the same,
rub my dick in cocaine,
and freak some nasty shit,
it aint the same without the pain bring the flavor bit,
two on one's not a problem,
so you can bring your girl,
and I can get the best of both worlds,
fuck untill I hurl,
toes fell off,
fucked a girl,
she kept nibblin my nuts like a squirl,
i hit the weed and flicked the ash on her back,
fucken her friend in her face until her jaw snaps,
oh shit,
I can see your sucken on her tits and I can't help but notice four fingers in your clit,
she's a pro,
i thought I saw your pussy glow,
it could have been the sweat in my eyes I don't know,
fore sho' this freaks the shit,
for lovin dick it's sick,
but man I love that fat bitch,
she ain't afraid to admit she likes dick,
and she ain't afraid to admit she likes her pussy licked,
she ain't afraid to let me fuck her in the ass,
and always got her mouth open for the cum splash,
she ain't afraid to admit she likes dick,
and she ain't afraid to admit she likes her pussy licked,
she ain't afraid to let me fuck her in the ass,
and always got her mouth open for the cum splash,
excuse lady did you say you like to fuck,
drop my droors to my ankles give my dick a suck,
you like it rough I can feel my shit swellin' and expandin',
a one way trip down south I'm crash landin',
right in your pink fun,
I get the job done,
daddy was a pistol and I'm a son of a gun,
as I shoot my load on your chest and titties,
gotta get my shit we off to the next city,(shit, aww fuck man)
go along way just so I can grind ya,
got enough dick for mrs. Mcarthy and the fifty single ho's behind her,
I side wind her,
never liked the old timer,
keepin' ho's properly worked like Jane Fonda,
uh, my anaconda's got a mushroom cap,
and an immense cravin' for your pussy cat,
keep it movin like that,
my dick gets hard as steel,
then I'ma freak that ass with some more sex appeal,
tell me how it feels when I push it all in,
eyes roll in the back of your and you start to grin,
if sex was a sin then a wicked bitch you'd be,
with creepy ass titties and an eary ass pussy,
so ride my broomstick until you hear me come,
and school me on the methods of your pink fun,
yeah,
she ain't afraid to admit she likes dick,
and she ain't afraid to admit she likes her pussy licked,
she ain't afraid to let me fuck her in the ass,
and always got her mouth open for the cum splash,
she ain't afraid to admit she likes dick,
and she ain't afraid to admit she likes her pussy licked,
she ain't afraid to let me fuck her in the ass,
and always got her mouth open for the cum splash,
yeah, know what I'm sayin, yo, this be the Shaggy down with the Psychopathic Family, down with Twiztid g, know what I'm sayin, and yo, check it out, I don't give a fuck, I like to get skin, I don't know about you mutherfuckers, but yo, I like 'em big, I don't give a fuck what, I like 'em skinny, bald, retarted, crippled, spines on their back, I don't give no fuck, eight hundred pund bitch come here sweety, I'ma fucken tie this shit in a knot and drop that shit, you know what I'm sayin, cause I love me some skins, I aint goin nothin wild, you know what I'm sayin, i ate a fucken nine hundred pound bitches neden from the back, you know what I'm sayin, I wrap her legs backwards into a boston crab and go to work, you know what I'm sayin, fuck that shit, I aint no fucken fag like that, I like em stubbly so their wiskers tickle my balls when they suck my dick, you know what I'm sayin, I don't give a fuck, what, bring it on,
she ain't afraid to admit she likes dick,
and she ain't afraid to admit she likes her pussy licked,
she ain't afraid to let me fuck her in the ass,
and always got her mouth open for the cum splash,
she ain't afraid to admit she likes dick,
and she ain't afraid to admit she likes her pussy licked,
she ain't afraid to let me fuck her in the ass,
and always got her mouth open for the cum splash,
she ain't afraid to admit she likes dick,
and she ain't afraid to admit she likes her pussy licked,
she ain't afraid to let me fuck her in the ass,
and always got her mouth open for the cum splash,
Whatthefuck!?!?
And he just walked up out of the rain, I swear to god that'e all there was to it, I just got in here,
you got a room for him?
not yet, 13,
hey can I leave now?
FUCK YOU!,
holy shit take it easy,
it's all right, it don't matter to me, he's probably listenin, if he is, I got one thing to say, it's the last halloween for that lousy factory of his, there's some pretty wild shit goin on in there, I I I heard rumors,
like what?, what did you hear?,
this year i'ma get me a case and a half of molotove cocktails and burn that son of a bitch right down, it's the last halloween for them,
so what the fuck,
increase the deceast before your bodie rests in peace
(so what the fuck, what the fuck, yeah),
so let your soul be released when your bodie rots
(so what the fuck, what the fuck, yeah),
in your grave,
when you have time to pray
(so what the fuck, what the fuck, yeah),
hopin' that your soul will be saved
(so what the fuck, what the fuck, yeah),
kick it (yeah),
now fuck everybody that ain't down with us,
superstars incorporated labelled us,
infamous,
niggas is rediculous for tryin' to repriclate our context,
non equivilant to my terror they suffer broke necks,
bitch ass niggas is tryin to immitatate my realistate,
sogry and Monoxide Child we had to migrate,
like ducks in the winter we sinners,
with the halos,
death accompanying a duck for lack of pay role,
now we stable,
on our feet,
willing enabled,
to switch you from your coin to your naval,
you wanna talk of fables,
I turn the tables,
like the exorcist,
dominate your cerebellum,
so don't stand next to this,
multiple equation abrasion,
to your mind sate inquisitive minds and eyes diolate,
while I dominate,
on an underground level I'm not the devil with no horns pitchforks or shovels,
so can you dig it,
I be Jaimie Madrox bleached white like Mr. Colot,
I burn like Mr. Thomas but I don't be claimin White Sox,
my Louiville Slugger's my weapon for bashin' brains,
leavin competition tangled in chains,
like I was Pinhead,
a sinner bites,
living at night,
afraid of sunlight,
police told to shoot on sight,
you think they might,
if they do I return fire,
at rapid speeds,
show them bitches a trick I got up my sleeve,
increase the deceast,
so what the fuck,
increase the deceast before your bodie rests in peace
(so what the fuck, what the fuck, yeah),
now let your soul be released when your bodie rots
(so what the fuck, what the fuck, yeah),
in your grave,
when you have time to pray
(so what the fuck, what the fuck, yeah),
hopin' that your soul will be saved
(so what the fuck, what the fuck, yeah),
ughh,
to tell you truth it's like this,
everybody can suck my dick,
and I don't give a fuck less bitch,
you ain't shit,
and I'ma be the first to tell,
I got your family all hoggage and they're burnin in hell,
true I sold my soul,
i never did shit with it,
well I could give a fuck about it,
so I know that I can live without it,
a constant struggle to get to the top,
increase the deceast,
let it pop,
then watch 'em drop,
pressin the button stoppin' at nothin',
you fuck with her folks keys,
you better think before you say somethin,
all up in your crib,
what,
lookin for good,
scream style mutherfuckers,
with the mass in the hoods,
it ain't good remember that,
all you suckers on the internet,
thinkin it's cool while we ain't into that,
sittin in my room alone packed the bud,
releave the stress by sticking pencils in my chest,
god bless a bag of weed so I can get high and get back at you suckas in music with some shit to make your ears bleed,
proceed to talk that shit,
it's all whack,
i'm gonna get high and pay the whole world back,
increase the deceast,
so what the fuck,
increase the deceast before your bodie rests in peace
(so what the fuck, what the fuck, yeah),
so let your soul be released when your bodie rots
(so what the fuck, what the fuck, yeah),
in the grave,
when you have time to pray
(so what the fuck, what the fuck, yeah),
hopin' that your soul will be saved
(so what the fuck, what the fuck, yeah),
so what the fuck, what the fuck, yeah,
so what the fuck, what the fuck, yeah,
so what the fuck, what the fuck, yeah,
so what the fuck, what the fuck, yeah,
so what the fuck, what the fuck, yeah,
so what the fuck, what the fuck, yeah,
so what the fuck, what the fuck, yeah,
so what the fuck, what the fuck, bithches,
I s I bitch,
yeah,
Anotha Smoke Break
(another smoke break)
if you smoke pot then say hell yeah,
(smoke), hell yeah,
(smoke), hell yeah,
if you smoke pot then say hell yeah,
(smoke), hell yeah,
(smoke), hell yeah,
if you smoke pot then say hell yeah,
(smoke), hell yeah,
(smoke), hell yeah,
if you smoke pot then say hell yeah,
(smoke), hell yeah,
(smoke), hell yeah,
$85 Bucks An Hour
Chillen at the studio,
Chillen at the studio 85 bucks an hour,
So hurry up and loop a beat Mike,
come on,
I'm Violent J but my homies call me shit head,
But that's my homeis,
to you I'm Violent J bitch,
I put my boys on a track even though they suck,
"Yo dawg I'm Dave and I don't five a fuck",
I did a record deal,
I signed a contract,
Technically,
for Island I can only rap,
But fuck that
with Twiztid I'm a still spit,
Even though I got a cold and I sound like shit,
What the fuck was that?,
Fuck it, leave it in, that shit is phat,
You heard this beat 80 times and i'ma still freak it,
And if you notice my shit don't even rhyme,
Look at that,
I ain't even got a rap and it's still phat,
My shit went gold, I got phat nuts,
And your still flyering parkin lots,
You might say my vocals are up to loud,
So I'm a turn 'em up louder to piss you off!,
Psychopathic records are geniuses,
Get off our penises,
Here comes the chorus,
but I ain't got a no hook,
Instead I'll just fuck with the phone book,
Hello? Yeah, ugh Hairy Sacks please Who's this? Hairy, hey this is slim anus down at the canery Ugh, Dick Shooter left a bulletin, Somethin about ugh, you fillin in his slot tonight down at the ugh, garage we got a casement of fudge We need as many packers as we can get Duh, ugh, Sacks Hello?
My name is Jamie Madrox and I got fat balls,
I'm always urinating in the motel halls,
I got a big head that never fits a hat,
So you aint ever seein me wear a damn thing green bitch,
I'm far from rich I got a hoop-d,
With a smash in the fender,
and in the back to,
I got a broken tail light and I'll smash you bitch,
get outta my way we got Clown Love,
phat props to the lyrical Tom Dub,
(woo who)
It's the m-o,
n-o,
and I can't even spell the rest,
it takes to long and I need a fucken cigarette,
I can't hear,
my right ears mad whack,
So shut the fuck up and listen or get an ass kicken,
I slap hoes,
and call them bitches to their face,
And scream out FUCK OFF BITCH,
Twiztid in the place,
So back up recognize and check us,
cause simply my dear,
I don't give a FUCK,
Psychopathic Yo there's Mo Shtiles up in this place, what's up son?
Hello?
Yeah what's up son? I'm Lookin for this deal know what I'm sayin? I got raps to bust for ya'll, Ya'll ready for Mo Shtile's? I'm bout to kick this flow, you ready for this shit or what?
Who's this?
Were aight son, I'm Mo Shtiles straight from the hood, I got all my peoplez on 1-800 and Crenshaw,
We commin hard,
My names 2 Dope,
and sometimes Shaggy,
Sometimes Shaggs,
and sometimes Gweedo,
I get mad stupid,
I gets mad ill,
I done it all five,
fuck it I do it still,
stretch my nuts back like a slingshot and plant 'em in your mouth,
shake my hips like Elvis,
wigglin my pelvis,
last kid that stepped I applied a camel clutch and stretched his back like a mutha fucken bungy jump,
WHAT!,
I'm Violent J back to make you smile more,
I let my nutsack drag on the tile floor,
I kick freestyles,
for miles,
my gold comes in piles,
I worked on Bell Isle,
I picked up dear shit,
and now I spit raps,
I snap your neck,
Cuz my freestyles are fresh....
Renditions Of Reality
When you slip into reality,
ho's wanna stradle me,
player haters wanna battle me,
but I shed them all like calories,
the prophecy preacher,
lend your ear and I'll reach ya,
and if you willin to be taught then I'ma teach you,
I'm not a people person,
truth is I can't stand to many people,
so many fake the funk and perpitrate and call me evil,
but evil is a harsh word,
tell the mocking bird,
that I said it,
I'm a man of my word I won't regret it,
if I let it get to me like it gets to them I'm no better,
the same message over and over with different centers,
player hatin' is an art of a scandalous and shabby person,
some do it oh so well I'll be damned that they don't rehearse it,
disperse it,
to people like me and you everyday and they expect the common man to turn his cheek and walk away,
and now I pray for what ended the madness,
no more sadness,
just ball to my people that preside to be the badest,
and that that they do and say,
but overshadowed by clowd turnin night to day,
it's so tremendous that you couldn't even walk away,
if you chose,
you're even supposed to watch the ones you're close to,
now that's insane,
tell me will it change,
I'm confused,
not a thing to lose,
this shit is far from positive and saddens like the brew,
payin dues ain't the only part of duties that were bestowed to the chosen,
spitin lyrics in the microphone,
an dodgin player haters till my temper hit the ceiling,
an this is how they got a nigga feelin I done fell into reality,
yeah,
my rendition my renditions of reality,
calm or mad,
wrong or right,
believe in me,
believe in me and i'll believe in you,
yeah,
and everything is alright,
one day,
it's gonna hit me like a ton of bricks,
I'm feelin so sick,
one of my dawgs past an' shit,
I'm feeling like killing them all,
but what's that sol,
we still gonna be dead in the morning,
why take a fall,
inside I be so mad I'm finna burst,
instead of chevy's my homie's rolling in the back of a hearst,
you know it's worse,
it's to hard to cope with,
some days,
murderous ways leave me shaking in a daze,
comatose,
completely tore up,
nerves me so bad I wanna throw up,
I'm bout to blow up,
in a rage,
I need to talk nobody wanna listen,
on the corner,
murder mind state condition,
overload,
pull the trigger,
stress got the best,
the suicide,
yo want some liquor,
another great nigga gets paid,
diggin our grave for senseless ways,
keep to ourself and stay paid,
all of my dawgs can't die,
I visit the sky,
and reminiss when I'm high,
I'm never goin by,
I got love for my peoples,
dead or alive,
we can smoke out in the ride in my memory,
yeah,
yeah,
we never told you it's just a fragment,
a fragment of my soul,
yeah,
my eyes are closed,
my head is spinnin,
my head is spinnin,
I don't know oh god I don't know,
this is a musical masterpiece,
dedicated and downwrite us,
keep it in your clique,
fuck the outsiders,
people hatin on everything,
and everythings the same,
everybody is a player and life is a silly game,
it's a damn shame,
daddy died eleven years today,
I wonder if he knows I'm doin straight,
could you tell him something if you see my pops before I do,
let him know that he's remembered by my crew,
and everyday,
in my mind any place any time,
lookin in the sky for the seventh sign,
i walk around,
nobody knows what I do,
sealin fates and date rapes,
as my body trancends through,
this portal of life,
smokin blunts wrongin my rights,
I live for the night,
because I melt in the light,
completely out of sight,
for facts so unknown,
so grotesque,
never stated on microphones,
so alone in this fucked up world,
it sucks dick,
everybody got a problem with somethin and you can bet,
I'll be the last one,
more like the last dragon,
no swords to ever let this world contort,
the way of thinkin,
is so essential,
it gives us all a potential to take over the world in our mentals,
if I can't live my life,
the way I want to live my life,
than why can't I die,
why can't I die,
my rendition of reality,
ahead,
you may be wrong or right,
yeah,
yeah,
you believe in me,
I believe in you,
everything is gonna be alright,
no,
yes,
it's all reality bad or good wrong or right believe in me and I'll believe in you everything is tight reality is a fragment inside my souleyes are closed head spinnin and I don't know
???
Since you're to fucken lazy to turn this shit off,
an sein how your just sittin there doin nothin,
we figured we'd tell you a story,
lets see if you can figure out what I'm tryin to say,
yeah,
there once was a ninja named Jack Picklebush,
he lived in the 3! - 1! - 3! area code,
now this kid wasn't no ordinary ninja,
because his nutbag was 4! times the size of his head,
everybody in the neighborhood calls him Phat Sack Jack,
now,
his 3! homeboys Ron, Don, and Jon from over on 8th! street,
used to dash home from school just so they could jump up and down,
and play on Jack's phat fucken ball sack,
now,
the other daywjile they was hoppin and flippin and havin fun,
Jon ripped a huge ass crease right up the ass of his Wranglers,
he wasn't wearin any drawers,
but the fact that his naked ass fell out wasn't what embarassed Jon,
what did hower was that all his friends now knew his life long secret,
Jon has 2!anus',
that's right,
double rose buds,
now,
everybody got a great laugh on includin Phat Sack Jack,
and when they finally finished bustin on Jon they noticed it was 8! o'clock,
time for monday night wrestlin,
so they all ran over to Don's house because he's the only 1! that has cable,
after wrestlin was over they all grabbed some Faygos and some Swisher Sweets packed with buds and they all laid out on Phat Sack Jack's phat fucken ball bag and stared right up into the stars,
when they finally got home and went to bed,
shit,
it was somethin like 2! in the mornin,
now figure it out smart ass,
(who you callin a smart ass, put it together, figure it out, I don't get it, figure it out,what the hell are you supposed to do with it, fuck off, figure it out, I don't gt where'd he go, where's that guy go that was tellin the story, I'ma wait here, i don't know, what the fucks goin on, see you later)
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