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)
DieMothaFuckaDie!!!
We cracked your head in half
It wasn't funny, but we laughed
Twiztid runnin this bitch for nine dash
A car crash is no equivelant we far from innocent
Crossin the vally and we gets ignorant
Actin boligerant on a daily
Hopin that somebody would save me but I guess I'm dead wrong
All by myself, fuck everyone else I'm in a hole
And I can't breathe my lungs swole
Bad dreams when I'm sleepin
Everybody constantly creepin
Fingers so week and I can't see 'em
Consience keep leavin me, fallin in and out
Wakin up in puddles of sweat and cotton mouth
Them down south niggas don't know about this
Niggas on the west side way to pist
Because it's east side niggas talkin harcore shit
Enough to get tha north side hit, we tha shit
But we legit like a motha fucka chillin with million dolla peoples
Diggin our graves and actin evil, you lookin for the sequil
More like somethin close to equil
You whacko's don't even see though when bitches in toledo, but
Die, diemothafucka die (4x)
Smoke too many cigarrettes and get high to much
Don't work enough shit is too rough
I could give a fuck less if the whole world blow up
Or what gang signs niggas throw up
I'm too fed up, to keep my head up, so I let it drag
Can't afford a belt so my pants sag
And everybody seems to be a fag or a lesbian
But what tha fuck happend is what I'm questionin
The president is prejudice against you and me
Then he takin half the money and he chillin tax free
And if you ask me that anotha smack int he face
We need to burn the white house and piss in his face
And every judge should do a minimum of 20 to life
If they can dish it they can take it tell me that ain't right
And every copy should be beat like Rodney King
Non stop from the summer to the turn to spring
Shove a doughnut in they mouth and a badge in they ass
Because the pigs don't get no class they get they wigs split
Die, diemothafucka die (4x)
You like disturbing the peace, fuck you I hope you die
In the casket were I lie, burn my body so I won't atract flies
In my eyes a look of terror, cold as ice
So what if I slit my wrist once or twice
Now I can split your wig with my aluminum bat
Or I can blow your ear drums with my brain dead rap
Now you can call it this or that but I sway to the otha
Word to the Monoxide Child my brotha
No other represent this, effervescence
Knowledge for twiztid education I got the lesson
Bloody text book
Kill the next motha fucka that look and always shake and never shook yea
Get your wig split bitch and we out (3x)
Tell these motha fuckas what we talkin about
Die, diemothafucka die (repeat)
Rock The Dead
Wake up move to the sky
Play the wicked shit and the dead will arrive
Space and beyond, mind of an idiot
I stole your head stone from your grave rock
Consience and confused
See tomorrows dreems on tonights news
Fallin through a hole in the sky will I die?
And over time of the sight love and lie
Slippin in the darkness walkin through my consience
Like an android I remain heartless
Underground the mental know me well
Bring it through the bright lights in the depths of hell
Walkin through the time flux hand in hand with clear mind
Thoughts are harmonious like the rythem of wind chimes
Peel back the rind and examine the fruit
Rotten to the core burried in they best suits
Maggots crawlin out they face eyes sunk in they head
Throw your fuckin arms off and rock the dead!
Wake up move to the sky
Play the wicked shit and the dead will arrive(2x)
I got me a mic and a pa cranked to10 and all i wanna do is rock the dead
And all we wanna do is ROCK THE DEAD
So many thoughts runnin all through my head
But the only one thats clear is ROCK THE DEAD
It's like AH I can't even take it no mo'
Release the stress from my jacket and let me go
Ill medicate, got my whole body shakin
Thinkin of escapin but they gonna keep on chasin
I'm facin off in the world in the planet
Nigga hoe, burried alive like bill god damnit
It ain't a livin thing it's a no fuck givin thang
Bring the pain, and I'ma bleed with tha rain
Insane when I leave this bitch
I got the whole world screamin out YOU AIN'T SHIT
It could be the wrong ones you can bet
I know you can't hide your face cuz I'm commin for your neck
Get hot, under plot, what you got
Shoulda cut your head off, on the spot
A whole pile of dead bodies, I'm on top
Me and my man rockin the dead like, UH, none stop
Wake up move to the sky
Play the wicked shit and the dead will arrive
I got me a mic and a pa cranked to10 and all i wanna do is rock the dead
And all we wanna do is ROCK THE DEAD
So many thoughts runnin all through my head
But the only one thats clear is ROCK THE DEAD(2x)
Think about it one hundred years ago it was all diferent people livin on the planet
Now they dead, two hundred years ago it was a whole nother posse
Now they dead, the dead probably out number the living ten thousand to one
One hundred years from now, we'll be dead
SO FUCK THAT, I will run with tha motha fuckin dead
Got my vision on you point blank range
Strange and I'm commin cuz I'm in all black and I'll be rockin with the axe
It'll be daylight, then I'm livin
Cemetary watchin, grave diggin
Sacrafise another victem
You can hear me screamin through the trees in the woods
Hang myself on a higher branch if I could
Gotta get me out, gotta get these sick thoughts outta my head
So I did, ROCKIN THE DEAD
Some of my best friends are dead
If you include Monoxide, Violent J, Shaggy, and Evil Ed
Serial killaz from the west and the east
And all the dead motha fuckas from here to grave street
Fuck it if your missin some limbs and some patches of hair
Nod your bald headed throw your nubs in the air
I wanna see zombies jump and screem aloud
And kill every live motha fucka in tha crowd
Wake up move to the sky
Play the wicked shit and the dead will arrive
I got me a mic and a pa cranked to10 and all i wanna do is rock the dead
And all we wanna do is ROCK THE DEAD,
So many thoughts runnin all through my head
But the only one thats clear is ROCK THE DEAD (2x)(keep repeating)
Spin The Bottle w/ICP
Man fuck that shit man
Fuck that, what
Man whats up with this bitch man she better come suck my dick or somethin
Bitch
Who's goin next, I'm diein to see
Spin the bottle baby and give it to me
It's Pauly baby Pauly with nipple lickin love
Sportin cowboy boots and a florecent glove
I lasoe you up and then I jump on your back
I I I need's no saddle I just sit on my nutsack
Who's goin next, I'm diein to see
Spin the bottle baby and give it to me
I stretch nuts out the bag I'm finna get this hoe
Bottle still spinnin and my sack about to blow
Up in my pants chick stop the frontin
Lets skip the game, and get down to humpin
Who's goin next, I'm diein to see
Spin the bottle baby and give it to me
It's me Jamie Madrox the creater of dreams
I tap and touch and tickle untill you melt like Ice Cream
I melt you with my balls, cuz fat kids are so sexy
Take off all your clothes get over here and get next to me BIOTCH!
Who's goin next, I'm diein to see
Spin the bottle baby and give it to me
It's Violent J baby the wizard of the streets
Sportin your panties just to show you I'm a freak
Slide in your bed for a cotton suprise
Got clown makeup smeared on your inner thighs
Man which, which, who the bottle pointin on?
What, what
Somebody better suck my dick in this motha fucka, I ain't playin no mo'
Who's goin next, I'm diein to see
Spin the bottle baby and give it to me
You can call me the plumber cuz I snake your drain
But butter milk love nugget that be the name
I swings to tha left cuz I'm swift with my knee
And I tickle twist your nippy nipples off, damn
Who's goin next, I'm diein to see
Spin the bottle baby and give it to me
Spin numba two my chances lookin good
Already hit ONE neden now I'm goin for her friend
It don't make a difference I really don't care
The size or the shape as long as she got neden hair
Who's goin next, I'm diein to see
Spin the bottle baby and give it to me
All I hear is bang bang bang, no I ain't trippin
Pink fun so wet that my wang is slippin
Quicker then I grabbed my eyes then she replied
I could get better traction if I get it from the side
Now baby, baby, bitch, bitch let me get some neden
Try'n ta leave this nut stain on your mamma's bed
Who's goin next, I'm diein to see
Spin the bottle baby and give it to me
It's me again J I would love to turn you out
But I think I pass cuz you shit is blew out
Just hold the shit together cuz somethin radio
Or maybe you can let me holla, at your booty hole
Who's goin next, I'm diein to see
Spin the bottle baby and give it to me
You gonna suck Violent J's dick lick Shaggy's balls
Hump Monoxide and you won't even touch my butt?
Bitch I'll choke yo ass, what tha fuck
How many times the bottle gotta land on you?
I ain't gettin no lovin in this motha fucka
Hey look, touch my butt, touch my butt right now
Come on, I'ma pull it out I'ma pull my butt out
You better touch my shit
Don't fuck with me girl I know were you live
Touch my butt, touch my ass right now
Look, look it's alright touch me touch my ass
Girl you better touch my ass!
Blink
Show me what lies just beyond my eyes
Would you take me to the world were my spirit flies
Tell me is it really fact or a pack of lies
Show me whats beyond my eyes?
Why don't you (3x)
When I open my eyes I see the blood on the walls
Neck and back start to contract I'm about to fall
When I open my eyes I only try to hide the pain
Cuz legally, physically, mentally I'm insane
When I close my eyes everything goes black
My heart beat skips rythems like a heart attack
I'm and insomniac with a nose bleed
You can ask nosferotu you bitch he knows me
When I open my eyes I'm hopin everybody dies
Mission will accomplish when the carnival arives
I open my eyes, the dead will resurect
And we gonna hit you bitches with problems and slit necks
When I close my eyes my bodies paralized
Engulfed into swarms by the loard of the flies
My eyes stay closed, my tempurature falls
My bed starts shakin blood drippin from tha walls
When I open my eyes another day without a friend
Sick and tired, crazy and boared when will it end?
When I open my eyes I wish I could glue 'em shut
But then I couldn't see my ciggarrettes and I'd be fucked
When I close my eyes I see how everybody dies
Hangin from the rope with fear in their eyes
Chokin on the lies and the blood and sweat
But don't leave now you ain't seen shit yet!
Show me what lies just beyond my eyes
Would you take me to the world were my spirit flies
Tell me is it really fact or a pack of lies
Show me whats beyond my eyes?
Why don't you (3x)
When I open my eyes I can feel my ears bleed
Nerves keep shakin my hand wishin me god speed
When I open my eyes I'm in a trance
My only thought it rockin the dead until they dance
When I close my eyes I see hell turn to ice
Starvin little children feedin on the rancid mice
My eyes stay closed angels fall from the skies
They said that it rains everytime god cries
When I open my eyes I see heaven on the clouds
All these people in the line but I can't hear a sound
When I open up my eyes I'm steady fallin out a grave
Contacted by the beast and flames and pure hate
When I close my eyes the mirror goes black
A demon crawls through and tries to kill me with an axe
He chased me through the room untill I'm tired as fuck
Then I come into the corner now I'm shit outta luck!
When I open my eyes I'm only askin to be burried alive
I can't escape the voices callin inside
When I open my eyes I know I'm better off dead
Still lookin for a way to cut off my own head
When I close my eyes the devil then apears
And tells me he's been hiding in my closet for years
My eyes stay closed then he rambles on
And hands me the lyrics to a DARK LOTUS SONG!
Show me what lies just beyond my eyes
Would you take me to the world were my spirit flies
Tell me is it really fact or a pack of lies
Show me whats beyond my eyes?
Why don't you (repeat)
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 desicive and I don't care if you like or you hate me
I know you motha fuckas are bound to underate me
Lookin through your window and a thunder bolt strikes the ground
Wind blowin through the trees makin irritatin sounds
Like the voice in the back of my head when I'm immune
To the confins of a dracula's tomb
Night creep, man made Nosveratu
to owls of the night sendin shocks through your body
Fatter the Poverati, speak softly or back up off me
Fair line for I gaze in your eyes and blow your mind
Sickness what I depicted is loaded and evicted
Frequently defined as beein twisted or wicked
Predicted many sight seens happening tonight
Perform on the daily in desguise
Sinista, tell the minista to bless my soul
Mamma baby mind broken went outta control
Smash the remote control on television screen
Blame it on a movie or a dream, it's all the same
Mind game lookin prodigy paralize
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 desicive and I don't care if you like or you hate me
I know you motha fuckas are bound to underate me (2x)
They label me a paranoid skitzofrantic
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 cuz he's known as a chump
I hear 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 black out
Last chance, but nothin can stop this twiztid sprout
I'm all about madd cussin fuck you and the rap mush
Me and Madrox can skull crush
Turnin bitches to dust and when I recite you ghost die
Like I'm creepin the night I let your soul fly
So high that I never touch ground
Make it so your bodies never found
Another unsolved mystery lookin for some more body
Every single night on tv
Tryin to see my eyes closed and rolled back,
Holdin that thought deep in my mind about a car jack
car break down in the middle of the street
People just kept movin they feet
Treated like a freak so how how am I supposed to act
So when you see me motha fucka be prepaired for tha axe
How does it feel to be you?
How does it feel to feel the way you do?
It's so desicive and I don't care if you like or you hate me
I know you motha fuckas are bound to underate me (3x)
You goin a vampire hung with a nine millimeter
Our souls are blessed by Marry Magdaline and Saint Peter
eat a bit of Christ but I call it the host
Am I dead alive or just a ghost?
Komotose midway two dollars and some change
Pumpin picture of insanity but I'm feelin so insane
Got a migrane headache my stomach ---
85 Bucks An Hour w/ICP
Chillin at the studio
Chillin at the stuido 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 thats my homies to you I'm Violent J bitch
I put my boyz on a track even though they suck
Yo dawg I'm Dave and I don't give a fuck
I did a record deal I signed a contract
Technically for island I can only rap
But fuck that with twiztid, I'ma still spit
Even though I got a cold and I sound like shit
What tha fuck was that?
Fuck it, leave it in the shit is phat
You heard this beat 80 times and I'm still freakin
And if ya noticed 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 flierin parking lots
You might say my vocals are up too loud
So I'ma turn 'em up louder to piss you off
Psychopathic records are geniuses
Get off our penesis
Here comes the chorus but I got no hook
Instead I'll just fuck with the phone book
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 don't ever see me wear a damn thing green bitch
I'm far from rich I got a hoopty
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
Madd props to the lyrical town dove
It's the M-O N-O and I can't even spell the rest
It takes to long and I need a fuckin cigarette
I can't hear my right ears madd whack
So shut tha fuck up and listen or get an ass kicken
I slap hoes and call 'em bitches to they face
And scream out Fuck off bitch twiztid in the place
So back up recognize and check us
Cuz simply my dear I DON'T GIVE A FUCK!
My names 2 Dope and some times Shaggy
Some times Shaggs and some times Gweedy
I gets madd stupid I gets madd ill
I've done with all five fuck it I do this still
I stretch my nuts back like a sling shot and plant 'em in your mouth
Shake my hips like elvis, wigglin my pelvise
Nah I skipped that step I aplied the camel clutch
And stretched it back like a motha fuckin bungie jump WWWHHHHAAAAATTTT?!?!
I'm Violent J back to make you smile more
I let my nutsack draggs 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 feestyles are fresh
1st Day Out
Now they let the gates up so I bail
Six shitty months pick me up from the county jail
Smart ass mouth even though I paid my dues
Phone, toilet, woul blanket and the rubber shoes
But I ain't naggin
Here comes my people in the hoo ride muffla's draggin
Ain't been in the hoo-ride long
And the two litter of Moon Mist is almost gone
Nuts are kinda anciouse to drop a load
Told my man hook me up wit a chick that he know
The bitch said "Motha fucka pick me up at three"
Can't bitch septa don't ride your street
We can eat around the corner at KFC
You can take the cab and I'll pay the fee
When she showed up damn she was outta luck
I forgot my wallet in the glove box of my truck
Put the tab from the cab and the dinner to
With the knot in my sock bitch I thought you knew
Dressed to impress chewin Dentine gum
And I was drunk as fuck and smell like an alley bum
I'm chewin on my food like a carnivour
Dumb bitch starin at me like an eye sore
Then I plopped my face in the bowl of soup
And slurped every last bit through my missin tooth
The bitch jumbed up faster then a race
Told me she had to powder her face
Now she's pickin up the tab, ya know that I'ma go for mine
Garcole, shaboly, fifty-four vingints wine
And a steak well done and an order of shrip
Jamie Madrox playin a pimp
She's back now and her hair ain't fixed
Probably in the bathroom kickin back takin a shit
But I ain't sayin nothin though
I ain't sayin nothin about tha motha fuckin hoe
Wassup 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, wit your daddy
Your employed?
Uhhh, Shit nah
Your daddy's pretty fresh sweety pie
I mean him lettin me grip his ride
Besides he slipped me a fifty
But then again I'm kinda shifty
Now I wanna fuck so we headin to my house
Fuck sittin wit your parents on the couch
Dad I got a bitch in my room and a smile
Take your ass to the bar, and don't come back for a while
The juggla's known for smackin hoes
But I need ta bust nut so I switch tot he mack mode
Now woman you know I love you
So why don't ya just let me fuck you
Look bitch I know you's a freak
But let me get a little kiss on my cheak
And a fuck to go wit that
Come on nimpho, let me hit that
Tell yea what ya let me stick it
And I got a left over piece of chicken for ya
Ya little sewer skank
You nasty little pipe smokin money HUNGRY BITCH!
Thats the shit J
85 bucks an hour and you wanna play
And that was that
A little smooth talkin and she was on her back
You'll never guess what
My first day out and I cought my nut
First day out and I cought my nut (repeat)
WHATTHEFUCK?!?!
So whatthefuck? Increase the diceast
Will your body rest in peace?
Now that your soul is removed from your body rots
Pray, would you have time to pray?
In this song will we say
Hey yo fuck everybody that ain't down with us
Super shotty corperated labeled us, informus
Niggas it's rediculous for tryin ta replecate us contact
Not equivalent to our terror, they suffer broke necks
Bitch ass niggas is tryin ta retain my realestate
So me and Monoxide child, we had to migrate
Like ducks in the winter, you see us with the halo
Left the company in the dust, lack of pay role
Now we stable on our feet willing and able
To slit your from your groin to your navel
You wanna talk to playbles
I turn the tables
Like the exosist
Dominate your cerebellum so don't stand next to this
Comfortable equation abrasion to your mind stated
Equizident minds and eyes diolate while I dominate
On the underground level
I'm not the devil
With no horns, pitch forks, or shovels
So can you diggit I be Jamie Madrox
Bleach white like Mr. Clorox
Become like Mr. Thomas but I don't be flamin white sox
But lewyville slugger my weapon for faster rate
Leavin compotition tangled in chains like I was pin head
I'm finna fight, livin in night afraid of sunlight
Police told to shoot on sight you think they might
If they do I'll return fire at rappid speed
Show them bitches a trick I got up my sleeve
Increase the diceased
So whatthefuck?
Increase the diceast
Will your body rest in peace?
Now that your soul is removed from your body rots
Pray, would you have time to pray?
In this song will we say
I'll tell you the truth its like this everybody can suck my dick
And I could give a fuck less bitch you ain't shit
And I'll be the first to tell
I got your family all hostage and they burnin in hell
True I sold my soul, I never did shit with it
But I could give a fuck about it, so I know I could live without it
A constant struggle to get to the top
Increase the diceased let it pop then watch 'em drop
Pressin a button stoppin at nothin
You fuck with borwashkey you better think before you say somethin
All up in your crib what lookin so good
Scream style muthafuckaz with the masks and the hoods
It ain't good, remember that
All you suckas on the end of that
Thinkin it's cool but we ain't into that
Sittin alone in my room bad to breath
Releave the stress
By stickin pencils in my chest
God bless a bag of weed so I can get high
And get back at you suckers in some music wit some shit to make your ears bleed
Proceed to talk that shit its all whack
I'm gonna get high and pay tha whole world back
And increase the diceast
So whatthefuck?
Increase the diceast
Will your body rest in peace?
Now that your soul is removed from your body rots
Pray, would you have time to pray?
In this song will we say
Bury Me Alive
I don't give a fuck right
Dead face with the eyes white
Intimidate you with my eye sight
I try and hide from the average every day we start from static
Live with the maggots, masses with the black magic
My shits for killers with the twiztid tags on they backs
My shits for killers who walk around with an axe
My shits for killers that screamin I would rather die
Then see you motha fuckas doin MTV live
You can keep the main streem light and all the hoes
I'm steady cussin in videos for juggalos
I'm underground were the dead don't sleep
Keep us a secret to the world and watch the posse increase
So if you feel me why don't you bury me alive
Bury me alive
Run with the psychopathic hatchet man
Bury me alive, bury me alive
Keep it in your clique fuck the outside (2x)
Strictly for the juggalos bitch I thought you knew
Cuz we sealin up the mainstreem ears with Krazy Glue
So they can't hear a word we say
We stay with the stages voodoo them bitches wouldn't understand it anyway
Walk with an axe when the sun falls
Talkin through the Oijue board for predictions of the holocaust
Give a fuck less about a video or air play
We stayin under here and screamin at they head grave
This is your shit it was made for you
Don't let the radio influence you and tell you what to listen to
And everyone at MTV can suck my dick
Tellin me we'd be the shit if they labeled up a buzz clip
Fuck that, we be beneath the underground
We role with the hatchet you can hear the wicked sound
In your ear drums, don't let the others get a taste
And if they start to bump it then smack 'em in the face
And then bury me alive, bury me alive
Run with the psychopathic hatchet man
Bury me alive, bury me alive
Keep it in your clique fuck the outside (2x)
With the barial buckshot
God damn they ruthless (2x)
This ain't no club so their ain't nobody dancin
I only fuck with the dead and my motha fuckin chanses
Chanses are, you outta luck when you fuckin with the killers
Psychopathic fuck you we be the illest
Keepin the realist like everybody else who in that
I'm in the back in black chillin with a bloody axe
When we attack we have your whole crew show
Yo fake hoes know Twiztid wrote the god damn joke
And I don't give a fuck perpetraders you can suck my nuts
Say you want the album but don't know a single cut
You a band wagon rider givin juggalo's a bad name
We'll fuck you up for that, bitch this ain't no fuckin game
Fuck all that shit that they print role
Magazines, and toilet paper glorified for the assholes
Fuck publication, sindication
Music segregation, cuz we run underneath the nation
So bury me alive, bury me alive
Run with the psychopathic hatchet man
Bury me alive, bury me alive
Keep it in your clique fuck the outside (2x)
With the barial buckshot
God damn they ruthless (2x)
Hound Dogs /w ICP & Blaze
Shit motha fuckin hound dogs what?
Swingin from my balls so hard it's like I got a third nut
And look, I don't care who you know bitch, lookin fine
Get the FUCK back to the end of the line
Like the hoe said you's my cousin
Like my mamma and your mamma are sisters or somethin
Oh yeah we down go ahead let 'em in
BLAH Nuckle hammers to the chin
Be down with me and I'll be down back
Put my dick in your mouth, your gonna hear your neck snap
In fact hoe, FUCK out my bus ask questions like a mut
But they down to front
You see 'em, come you see go you see 'em come again
From my dick to twiztids dick and then me
To Violent J's dick, then blazes dick
Try to grope us with they balls
GOD DAMN HOUND DOGS
Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay
Hound dogs ain't got shit to say
Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay
Give a dog a bone, give a dog a bone (2x)
Whats the whole meanin of a hound dog, what
Butt sniffin dick lickin all kinda role yall
I'm in a club, smokin on a square
Step on out to get a little fresh air
But I can't do that I get attacked like a cardiac
People runnin side to back like sianak
Ain't nothin wrong with givin me props
But actin like the punk ass cop swingin off my nuts gotta stop
Walk around spreadin rumors like you know
Cuz you heard me tell a hoe after a show
Only I don't play that shit one bit
Fuck around and get your head cut off right quick
Psychopathic bitch boy meet the axe
Specializin splittin hound dogs backs
Plottin against the whole world of facts
So get off my dick, and I'm out like that
Alright ya'll
Wait com here, oh my god you don't remember me?
Nah
I had a crush on you for like 9 years
I don't know you fat bitch
It's me Jenny I sat behind you in Ms. Crawberry's chemesty class
Bitch I ain't even go to school
No I'm saying if you were to sit there it woulda been the shit
You think you could sign my shirt?
Hehehehehe yeah I remember school
Hoes back then like "Joe Bruce eewwwww"
Years passed by and look I'm a star
Now all them hoes like "Joe Bruce ahhhhh"
I'm still that nerdy ass voodoo nut
Now I got hound doggs sniffin my butt
I could have a worm hangin outta my dick hole
And they'd be like "Well I think it's cute though"
Missed me with all that I ain't changed any
Look at me I make Big Pun look skinny
I'm ugly as fuck, resemblin a Klingon
Hoes still let me give my ding-a-ling a swing on
Whats up with these pop kids buyin my shit
Mainstreem groupies get off my dick
I wanna see real juggalos at shows
Fuck these backstreet richie fake hoes
Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay
Hound dogs ain't got shit to say
Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay
Give a dog a bone, give a dog a bone (2x)
You don't even know who the fuck I am
That bitch's like "Who's his friend" god DAMN
My lips is crusty, my feets is musty
Lift up my nuts and my itch is dusty
I ain't had pussy in eleven years
I been dead, ain't nobody sheadin tears
Look bitch I don't give a fuck about fame
Glock cocked cuz you bitches cuz I'm married to the game
Ain't no shame for the shit I speak
Slap hound dog bitches in the face for weeks
Freak I see you hatin on my Raiders cap
When back in the day you was all about that
Shot that ass out back in '89
Berry wearin lopes and is clocked for mine
Rose from the dead with the lotus clique
My gun played out and I ain't changin SHIT
Hey aren't you Monoxide Child?
Thats right bitch
Right the skinny one, my best friend John's supposed to be cousins with you or somethin
Who?
So like I figured if you give me your phone number I could give it to him and maybe we all
could hang out or something
Whatever
Oh my god it's blaze, hey dead homie!
Yous a hound dog bitch allow me smack your face
Riding on my dick, how my nuts taste
Everyplace that I go somebody want a photograph
Or and autograph can I get a tap
How did ya'll get started your shit is really tight
And what be motivatin ya'll to grab a pen and write
Listen hear bitch I'm a killer in desguise
Twiztid motha fucka with the milk white eyes
I despise while you try to perpetrate like a juggalo
But you ain't down motha fucka you's a juggahoe
Hey hoe your afraid of the facts
Never packin a gat and always seen with an axe
Take anotha picture and I'll break your jaw
I got an 80 pound punch for each and all of ya'll
Motha fucka with tha bitch ass hound dog face
My ass cracks exsposed, go ahead and get a taste
Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay
Hound dogs ain't got shit to say
Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay
Give a dog a bone, give a dog a bone (4x)
It be the same hound dogs in different cities
Starin at me like I'm a set of titties
Autographin t-shirts hats and socks
And this bitch don't even know riddle box
Real juggalo's don't want no picture
They just walk up like "What up NINJA"
After that they give a fuck were I'm headin
Their like FUCK HIM were lookin for neden
And I don't need anymore free tatoos
Got my arms lookin like Motley Crues
I could be talkin to the finest bitch in the land
And you'd run up like "Hey what up man?"
Thats when I slap you right on the spot
And have Billy Bill beat ya down in the parkin lot
Do I think I'm better cuz neden comes easy?
Fo' Sheezy bitch
Bottom line ya'll get off our balls
Psychopathic out like Biggy Smalls
Renditions Of Reality
When you slip into reality always wanna straddle me
Playa hatas wanna battle me but I shed them all like calories
Proficy preacha, lend your ear and I'll reach ya
And if your willin to be taught I'ma teach ya
I'm not a people person, truth is I can't stand to many people
So many fake the funk and perpetrate and call me evil
But evil is a harsh word tell 'em I convert that I said it
I'm in on my word I won't regret it
If I let it get to me like it get to them I'm no better
The same message over and over with differente sender
Playa hatin is an art of a scandle and shafty person
Some do it oh so well I'll be damned if they don't rehearse it
Desperse it, to people like me and you everyday
And they expect the common man to turn his cheak and walk away
And now I pray for the end to the madness no more sadness
Jump all to my people that perside to be the phattest
And all that they do and say
But over shadow by cloud turnin night to day
It's so tremendous that you couldn't even walk away if you chose to
You even supposed to watch the ones your close to now thats insane
Tell me will it change, I'm confused not a thing to lose
The shit is far from positive and saddens like the moves
Payin dues ain't the only duty that was stolen to the chose
Spittin lyrics in the microphone and
Dodgin playa hatas to my temple hit the ceilin
And thats how they got a nigga feelin how they fell into reality
My rendition of reality
Talkin back and walk around
Believe in me, believe in me and I'll believe in you
One day it's gonna hit me like a ton of brick
I'm feelin sick one of my dogs passed and shit
I feel like killin 'em all but once thats salved we still gonna be dead in the mornin
I took a fall, inside I be so mad im finna burst
Instead of chevy's my homies rollin in the back of a herst
You know it's worse, it's too hard to cope with
Some days murder is ways to leave me sick and in a daze
Komotose, completely toeup nerves be 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 mindstate condition
Overload, pull the trigger
Stress got the best of suicide pull out some liquir
Another grave digger that gets paid
Diggin our grave for sencless ways keep to ourself and stay paid
All of my dogs can't die, I visit the skie and remenise when I'm high
I'm never gonna lie I got love for my people
Dead or alive but we can smoke out in the ride of my memory
Reality is just a fragment
Fragment inside of my soul
My eyes are closed
My head is spinnin
This is a musical masterpiece dedicated to down riders
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 know I'm doin strait
Could you tell 'em somethin if you see my pops before I do
Let 'em know that he's rememberd by my crue
And every day in my mind, any place, any time
Lookin in the sky for the seventh sign
I walk around no body knows what I do
Stealin faces date rapes as my body transends through
This pool of light smokin blunts wrong and my right
I live in the night cuz I melt in the light completely outta sight
For facts so un-known
So grotest never stated a microphone
So alone in this fucked up world it sucks dick
Everybody got a problem with somethin when you can bet I be the last one
More like the last dragon of sorts to ever let this world contort
The way I'm thinkin is so esential
It gives us all a potential to take over the world in a minute
If I can't live my life the way I wanna live my life
Then why can't I die? Why can't I die?
My rendition of reality
It's just a fragment inside my soul
And my eyes are closed head spinning
I believe in bad or good or wrong or right
Believe in me and I'll believe in you and everything will be tight
Reality is a fragment inside my soul
My eyes are closed head spinnin and I don't know
