Twiztid LYRICS

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Twiztid - 4 Those Of You (remix) - lyrics

Ya hear that. We off the train tracks homeboy outta control, me and madrox rockin *****, slappin the world. I say some shit to make the crows crow quick, little *****, paint a picture lice picasso from the blood when it drips. Take a sip it makes me stronger than the strongest man, and my mind takes a journey to the farthest land, I'm the whole worlds kryptonite, I got these *****es on they knees, kissing hands, cryin, beggin for they life. I'm a butcher knife to the neck, gotta go (what), 1 you just a ho (right), 2 you ain't a juggalo. (believe that) ***** you watch your mouth and represent, you get your head split quick, some shit they can't stitch. I'm a scrub for life, don't let the hairstyle ? with a bag a weed, looking to blow it. Those who don't know it I'm monoxide, blaze up a smoke, and pass that shit to your boy and give his ***** a choke. Biatch!
I hate everyone...I hate everyone...I hate everyone...I hate everyone
For those of you that don't know, it's Mr. Madrox (yeah), first name's Jamie, can't nobody see me in my world of m-o-n-o on the m-I-c and basically my little brother Blaze put it down with thug mentality (that's right). We represent the vicinity of the East (Eastside) bustin free no love for hoes or the police. What you thought is was bumpin weak shit need to get some hatchet in your life. Cause don't perpetrate like we don't know yesterday you was a hater but today you's a juggalo (biatch). you just a punk wearin cheap nanny coats tryin ta fall up in the flock with the same hokey-dokey. I turn you into smoke (breathe it in) second hand im stayin underground just lost 100 grand so ***** a fan base (Yeah). Show me family face (yeah) no matter they size, shape, or race.
I hate everyone...I hate everyone...I hate everyone...I hate everyone
First off, (here we go), whoever trippin get the shot off, 1 into the back of your head, actin like the dead, don't play, 12 shells a day, still put it down for my g's around the way (hey hey) ain't nobody tryin ta step to better watch you mouth homeboy I'll powerplex you, into the mat, now picture that youre style so skinny your nose is hella hella phat. Fat enough to kick it wit a gang of hood rats in the back of a chicken shack. We relax in you jaw like a side effect and ***** you hood rat hoes, in the project. Got a 12 guage and I'm holdin it down, who wanna ride with me cause I'm headed east with bail. Callin D dumpin t-w-I-z t-I-d b-l-a-z-e and we ride to till infinity (yeah)
I hate everyone...I hate everyone...I hate everyone...I hate everyone

Twiztid - $85 Bucks An Hour - lyrics

(violent j)
Chillin at the studio...
Chillin at the studio, 85 bucks an hour so hurry up and loop a
Beat mike. come on!
(music starts)
Uh, uh, uh
Im violent j but my homies call me shithead
But thats my homies, to you Im violent j *****
I put my boys on a track even though they suck
(dave)
Yo dawg, Im dave and I dont give a *****
(violent j)
I did a record deal, I signed a contract
Technically, for island I can only rap
Well ***** that, with twiztid ima still spit
Even though I got a cold and I sound like shit
What the ***** was that? ***** it, leave it in, that shit is phat
You heard this beat eighty times ima still freak it
And if you notice, my shit dont even rhyme...
Look at that. I aint even got a rap and its still phat
My shit went gold, I got fat knots
And youre still flyerin parking lots
You might say my vocals are up too loud
So ima turn em up louder to piss you off!
Psycopathic records are geniuses, get off our penises
Here comes the chorus, but I got no hook
Instead Ill just ***** with the phone book
(music cuts. phone rings, a guy picks up)
Hello?
(slim anus)
Yeah uh, harry sacks please?
(guy)
Who is this?
(slim anus)
Uh harry, hey this is slim anus down at the cannery,
Uh, dick shooter left a bulletin, something about, uh,
You filling in his slot tonight down at the, uh, garage.
We got a casement of fudge. we need as many packers as we
Can get, uh uh sacks.
(guy)
...hello?
(music starts)
Uh uh
(jamie maddrox)
My name is jamie maddrox and I got fat balls
Im always urinating in the motel halls
I got a big head that never fits a hat
So you aint see me wearing a damn thing green *****
Im far from rich, I gotta hoopty
With a smash in the fender, and in the back too
I gotta a broken tail light and Ill smash you
*****, get outta my way. we got clown love
Fat props to the lyrical tom dove
(monoxide child)
Its the m-o-n-o, and I cant even spell the rest
It takes too long and I need a *****in cigarette
I cant hear, my right ears mad wack
So shut the ***** up and listen or get an ass kickin
I slap hoes and call them *****es to thier face
And scream now ***** off *****, twiztid in the place
So back up, recognize and check nuts
cause simply my dear, I dont give a *****!
(music cuts. phone rings, a guy picks up)
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
(mo styles)
Yo, this is mo styles in this piece, whats up son?
(guy)
Hello?
(mo styles)
Yeah, whats up son? Im lookin fo this deal,
You know what Im sayin? i
Got raps to bust fo yall. yall ready fo mo styles?
Im bout to kick this flow, yall ready fo this shit or what?
(guy)
Whos this?
(mo styles)
Word up son. Im mo styles, Im straight from the hood.
I got all my peoples on 1-800 crenshaw. we comin hard.
(music starts)
Bring it, bring it, bring it
(shaggy 2 dope)
My names 2 dope, and sometimes shaggy
Sometimes shags, and sometimes greedy
I get mad stupid, I gets mad ill
Locked down in all five, ***** it, I do this still
Stretch my nuts back like a slingshot and plant em in your mouth
Shake my hips like elvis, wiggling my pelvis
Last kid that stepped,
I applied a camel clutch and stretched his back like
Mother*****in bungee jump
Waaaaaah!
(music cuts to violent j)
Im violent j back to make you smile more
I let my nutsack drag on the tile floor
I kick free styles, for miles
My gold comes in piles, I worked on bell isle...
I picked up deer shit, and now I spit raps...
I snap your neck...
cause my freestyles are fresh...
(door opens, closes)

Twiztid - 2nd Hand Smoke - lyrics

2 - 2nd Hand Smoke
Free your Miiiiiiind...
(Madrox)
I represent the East side, no peace
***** the police
We tell you to increase the deceased at least
A grown man telling you something that he believe
Practice to deceive, no more tricks up my sleeve
What the ***** *****, chuck *****
Why you talking shit?
Better duck *****
Before your dome get hit
This shit is Twiztid deeper than that Old French braid
Stickier than jam and jelly phased, kick it
(Monoxide)
Everybody else real talking bout something
What you thought you heard ***** can it,
cause your fronting
Dead wrong, dinner table conversations
Leaving you pistol-whipped in the corner with abrasions
Part of the contamination a Mind State
Sleep in a dream, hoping it's gone when I awake
Mama think I'm a flake; corn flake serial killa
Fruit Loop outta my mind like Godzilla
We survive like catapillers in cocoons and caskets
Stretch the industry like elastic
So fantastic, like the Newport cigarette that I smoke
Hit the mother*****a till I choke
I brag and I boast about nothing
Death, dying, and hoes *****ing
So understand that he's saying something
Never be heard I'm underground with the dirt and grime
Smashing heads be my reason for rhyme
I'm on time like a mother*****a
Leaving you hanging in the forest
Standing in some comfortable shifts like Chuck Norris
Check the chorus
Second hand smoke when you breath
Remember what I told you always believe
You relieve on the Monoxide Child and wild
Travel the world on nine cloud screaming loud
(Chorus)
Free your mind
Breath it in second hand smoke
Free your mind
Breath it in second hand smoke
(Madrox)
You phony *****es wanna shut me down?
Pulling plugs on the microphones
Hating on the individual handle Mr.Bones
Hope your speaker's ain't ohms or they dead blown
If they aren't turn this mother*****a up and mash on
As we blast off ***** ass niggas at fast rates
Growing at a fast pace made my heart race
Lookin death in the face and I don't even shudder
If my woman starts cheating, mother***** her, *****
I'm out for self
Green weed, fame and wealth
So take your hopes and dreams
And put that shit back on the shelf
Cause we rolling in a ride far from stolen
Cigarette lighters, power windows, wood grain motion and
Taking curbs with ease, blowing trees, looking Chinese
Hoping that the cops ain't tailing me
Trying to violate the glass house
Nigga pass the blunt before you pass out
Cause now it's on, pushing hubcaps
Patrolling the hood, so ***** that
Heard the shit and the shit is all wack
Planning the attack, cause we move when it's dark at night
Believe the rumors, cause they probably all right
Outta sight like concealed weapons and drug trades
Barricading the door for the raid
And in the shade is a sawed off double-barreled pump
Looking for motha*****as who wanna jump
Cause I got 13 bullets in my pocket I'm a mad man
My trigger finger turning suckers to sand
(Chorus)
Free your mind
Breath it in second hand smoke
Free your mind
Breath it in second hand smoke
(Monoxide)
Known to stroke from head trauma
You can't even see the drama
I get the persona from marijuana
At night I lay stressed with no place to go
All by my lonely screaming out ***** that show
Cigarettes, blunt smoke I love the smell
Player hate me cause I smoke, burn in hell
This shit ain't ain't for everybody
I live to sever bodies so melancholy
Suicide is just a folly and I'm out
(Chorus Repeats Till End)
Free your mind
Breath it in second hand smoke
Free your mind
Breath it in second hand smoke

Twiztid - 1st Day Out '98 - lyrics

I Got Another Funky Rhyme
Another Funky, Funky Rhyme
I Got Another Funky Rhyme
Another Funky Rhyme
Another Funky, Funky Rhyme.
Aww Shit, Twiztid (i Got Another Funky Rhyme)
This Is Our Shit Man. (another Funky, Funky Rhyme)
They're Finna Remake The Wicked Shit. (i Got Another Funky Rhyme)
Jamie Spit It! (another Funky Rhyme, Another Funky, Funky Rhyme)
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
Foam Toilet, Worn Blankets, And The Rubber Shoes
But I Ain't Naggin
Here Comes My People In The Hooptie Muffler Draggin
Ain't Been In The Hoo Ride Long
And The 2 Liter Of Moon Mist Is Almost Gone
Nuts Are Kinda Anxious To Drop A Load
Told My Man Hook Me Up With A Chick That He Know
The ***** Said
Mutha*****a Pick Me Up At Three
Can't *****, Cepta 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 Outta Luck
I Forgot My Wallet In The Glove Box Of My Truck
With The Tab From The Cab, And The Dinner Too.
With A Knot In My Sock, ***** I Thought You Knew
Dressed To Impress Chewing Dentine Gum
And I Was Drunk As ***** And Smelled Like An Alley Bum
I'm Chewing On My Food Like A Carnivore
Dumb ***** Staring At Me Like An Eye Sore
Then I Plopped My Face In The Bowl Of Soup
And Slurped Up Every Last Bit Up Through My Missin Tooth
The ***** Jumped Up Faster Than A Race
And Told Me Had To Powder Her Face
Since She Pickin Up The Tab
You Know That I'ma Go For Mine
Garcon, Shabali '54 Vintage Wine
And A Steak Well Done, And An Order Of Shrimp
Jamie Madrox Playin The Pimp (uh!)
She's Back Now And Her Hair Ain't Fixed
Probably In The Bathroom Kickin Back Takin A Shit
But I Ain't Saying Nothing Though
I Ain't Saying Nothing Bout The Mutha*****ing Hoe
What's Up *****?
You Ready To Break ?
Besides, How Long Can One Fat ***** Take?
Quit Snacking And Pay The Shit
So We Can Go To Your Crib And Watch A Horror Flick
With Your Daddy
You're Employed?
Awww Shit...nawww
Your Daddy's Pretty Fresh Sweetie Pie
I Mean Him Letting Me Grip His Ride
Besides He Slipped Me A Fifty
But Then Again I'm Kinda Shifty
Now I Wanna ***** So We Headed To My House
***** Sitting With Your Parents On The Couch
Dad I Got A ***** In My Room And I Smile
Take Your Ass To The Bar And Don't Come Back For Awhile
A Juggalo's Known For Smackin Hoes
But I Need To Bust Nuts So I Switch To The Mack Mode
Now Woman, You Know I Love You
So Why Don't You Just Let Me ***** You
Look *****, I Know You's A Freak
So Let Me Get A Little Kiss On My Cheek
And A ***** To Go With That
Come On Nympho, And Let Me Hit That
Tell Ya What You Let Me Stick It
And I Gotta Left Over Piece Of Chicken For Ya (ah)
You Little Sewer Skank
You Nasty Little Pipe-smoking Money Hungry *****!
That's The Shit J (what?)
$85 Bucks An Hour And You Wanna Play
And That Was That
A Little Smooth Talking And She Was On Her Back
You'll Never Guess What
My First Day Out And 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 ***** It's My First Day Out
And 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 ***** It's My First Day Out
And 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 ***** It's My First Day Out
And 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 ***** It's My First Day Out
And I Caught My Nuuuuuut!!
[laughs]

Twiztid - ??? - lyrics

Since You're Too *****in' Lazy To Turn This Shit Off (right)
And Seein How You're Just Sitting There Listenin Doin Nuthin (uh Huh)
We Figured We'd Tell You A Story (ok)
Let's See If You Can Figure Out What I'm Trying To Say
Yeah
(what Do You Got To Say?)
(say It)
(spit It Out)
(come On)
There Once Was A Ninja Named Jack Picklebush (oh Yeah?)
He Lived In The 313 Area Code (i Know That Guy)
Now This Kid Wasn't No Ordinary Ninja Because His Nutbag
Was 4 Times The Size Of His Head (whoa)
Everybody In The Neighborhood Calls Him Fat Sac Jack
Now His 3 Homeboys Ron, Don, And Jon
From Over On 8th St.
(i Know Ron)
Used To Dash Home From School
Just So They Could Jump Up And Down
And Play On Jack's Fat *****in Ball Sac
Now, The Other Day While They Was Hopping, And Flipping, And Having 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 ***** Ass Fell Out Wasn't What Embarrassed Jack.
What Did However
Was That All His Friends Now Knew His Lifelong Secret.
Jon Has 2 Anus's
That's Right Double Rosebuds.
Now, Everybody Got A Great Laugh On Including Fat Sac Jack
And When They Finally Finished Bustin' On Jon
They Noticed It Was 8 O'clock,
Time For Monday Night Wrestling
And So They All Ran Over To Don's House
Because He's The Only 1 That Has Cable.
After Wrestling Was Over They All Grabbed Some Faygo's
And Some Swisher Sweets Packed With Buds
(oh Yeah Gotta Have The Weed)
And They All Laid Out On Fat Sac Jack's Fat *****in Ball Bag
And Stared Up Into The Stars.
When They Finally Got Home And Went To Bed
Shit, It Was Something Like 2 In The Morning (that's Pretty Late)
Now, Figure It Out Smart Ass
(who You Calling A Smart Ass?)
(put It Together, Figure It Out)
(i Don't Get It)
(what're You Supposed To Do With It?)
(***** Off)
(figure It Out)
(i Don't Get It Where'd He Go?)
(where'd That Guy Go That Was Tellin' The Story?)
(i'ma Wait Here Go See If You Can Get Him)
(what The *****s Going On?)
(word Up)

Twiztid - A Very Twiztid Christmas - lyrics

(featuring Blaze, Big Stank & Lil Poot)
Alright, so let me get this right, you say it's a mother*****er who come to your house...
To your mutha*****ing house
And he ain't be trying to rob you?
Ah hell no, that's Santa Dawg, you ain't ever heard of Santa?
Nuh uh
Santa Claus, Saint Nick?
Nah
Kris Kringle?
Man nah!
You ain't ever heard of Kris Kringle?
Man Hell nah!!
Look (What?), he come down the chimney in some spots, but some people they ain't got no
chimney, so he just come in tha back dooor, he may have to kick it in though, depending
it what hood he in, cause some people be bolting they shit
Who?
You know like Kwee-Kwee and them down there on west 7 mile, you know, swinginh the herb
Fool, I know who that is, who you talking about kicking in some DOORS?
Santa, SANTA CLAUS!...Ho Ho Ho everybody's Jolly
Oh, you mean the mother*****er who be ringing the bell down in front of Churches' Chicken
Something like that, except he come and he be bringing gifts, it's like religious thing
or something
Man, you acting like a sucker believing in that Fishtishish Bullshit!
Man, I don't even like fish! so, LOOK!
WHAT?
He's looking at his list
Right
He's checking it twice
Right, Right
And he gonna know who's naughty or nice
Man, hell nah, so what you saying, this mother*****er work for the FBI? he got a list,
what kind of list?
I mean, it's kinda like that,it ain't really a list like that,I mean its Christmas list,
you know like gifts and stuff... remember when you was and you wanting Space Invaders
for the 5200 back in '86? (yea), and then nobody got it for you? (uh huh), cause you
wasn't right, Santa was like ***** that, I ain't bringing him shit, I'mah gonna bring my
homie Lil Poot erythang.
Well ***** SANTA, and ***** you
Man ***** you man, you don't be dissing no Santa Claus, dawg
I don't be beliving in that shit, that shit ain't even real, man you acting like a
little sucker beliving in some old Santa Claus shit
Man, SANTA for life fool
*have you been a good boy this year? if not I'm gonna split your *****ing head!"
With so much Drama in the D-E-T
It's kinda hard putting trimin's on my Christmas Tree
But, I some how, some way
Keep coming up with fresh ass nizzle just to drizzle on the way
May I, wrap another gift, so that I, can sneek up in your house in the bedroom
Everybody tripping, roasting chestnuts, waiting on Santa to come
I got Blaze in the living room drinking Egg-Nog
Jamie's in the kitchen and he pulling the bomb
I got Little Eric Loder dressed up like a Elf
And, all they keep saying is "go ***** yourself"
So, turn off the lights and close the doors
Man for what? Santa Claus Hoe
And, we gonna blow ounce with him
G's up, hoes down, I got Santa Claus high as shit
Chorus:
Sitting by the tree sipping Egg-Nog.
Waiting on Christmas gifts....Egg-Nog.
With my Mind on my presents
And my presents on my mind
Sitting by the tree sipping Egg-Nog
Waiting on Christmas gifts....Egg-Nog
With my mind on my presents
And my presents on my mind
Mixing Egg-Nog and Gin
everybody got their cups but they ain't chiped in
Well I called up Blaze told him, time for dime
He said him and Anybody coming through at nine
See everything is fine, cause I'm feeling all Christmassy
And I'm standing right next to the Christmas tree
Seeing the blinking lights made me sick
But I always decorate every year for Saint Nick
So, there ain't no chance he gonna pass me up
Got some Cocoa in a cup and some Hydro in a blunt
That I am gonna smoke with Santa Claus
Get him all shit-faced till the break of dawn
And, watch him fly off in the night
Hey thanks for the presents, I hope you make it home alright
Before he left he said "Hey, Listen Bro"
"Your the first down by me, I gotta billon more to go".
*Chorus*
Later on Christmas Day
My homie Violent J
Came through with a gift for me
And a stoap ass fruit cake "aight dawg",
With a phat ass joint with the blue cots
That make ya choke, with some bud, ain't no choke
Had to take a step back, sit my Egg-Nog down, knocking Rum and cot
I'm *****ed up now, but ain't no body clap, the presents are wrapped
Shaggy's style through with a 40 in a sac "roll it up"
Smoke with Santa, break with the elves
They supposed to stop by at a half past twelve
*Chorus*
Shit If I would of known we was getting shit for free
I would have pulled my dick out!

Twiztid - 2nd Hand Smoke (Remix) - lyrics

I Represent The East Side, No Peace ***** The Police We Tell You To Increase The Deceased At Least A Grown Man Tellin You Something That He Believe Practice To Deceive, No More Tricks Up My Sleeve What The ***** *****, Chuck ***** Why You Talkin Shit? Better Duck *****. Before Your Dome Get Hit. This Shit Is Twiztid Deeper Than That Old French Braid. Stickier Than Jam And Jelly Phased, Kick It Everybody Else Real Talkin Bout Something. What You Thought You Heard *****, Can It, Cause Your Frontin. Dead Wrong. Dinner Table Conversations. Leavin' You Pistol-whipped In The Corner With Abrasions. Call It A Contamination Of Mind State. Sleep In A Dream, Hopin It's Gone When I Awake. Mama Think I'm A Play On Play Serial Killa Fruitlooped Outta My Mind Like Godzilla We Survive Like Catipillas In Cocoons And Caskets Stretch The Industry Like Elastic So Fantastic, Like The Newport Cigarette That I Smoke. Hit The Mother*****a Till I Choke I Brag And I Boast About Nothin Death, Dying, And Hoes *****in So Understand That He's Saying Something. Never Be Heard I'm Underground With The Dirt And Grime Smashin Heads Be My Reason For Rhyme I'm On Time Like A Mother*****a Leavin You Hangin In The Forest Standin In Some Comfortable Shifts Like Chuck Norris Check The Chorus Second Hand Smoke When You Breath. Remember What I Told You Always Believe. You Relieve On The Monoxide Child And Wild. Travel The World On Nine Cloud Screaming Loud.
Free Your Mind Breath It In Second Hand Smoke Free Your Mind Breath It In Second Hand Smoke
You Phony *****es Wanna Shut Me Down Pullin Plugs On The Microphones. Hatin On The Individual Handle Mr. Bones Hope Your Speaker's Eight Ohms Or They Dead Blown If They Aren't Turn This Mother*****a Up And Mash On As We Blast Off ***** Ass Niggas At Fast Rates Growin At A Fast Pace Made My Heart Race. Lookin Death In The Face And I Don't Even Shudder. If My Woman Starts Cheatin Mother***** Her, ***** I'm Out For Self, Green Weed, Fame And Wealth So Take Your Hopes And Dreams, And Put That Shit Back On The Shelf Cause We Rollin In A Ride Far From Stolen Cigarette Lighters, Power Windows, Wood Grade Motors And Takin Curbs With Ease, Blowin Trees, Lookin Chinese Hopen That The Cops Ain't Tailin Me. Tryin To Violate The Glass House Nigga Pass The Blunt Before You Pass Out Cause Now It's On, Pushin Hubcaps Patrollin The Hood, So ***** That. Heard The Shit And The Shit Is All Wack Plannin The Attack, Cause We Move When It's Dark At Night Believe The Rumors, Cause They Probably All Right. Outta Sight Like Concealed Weapons And Drug Trades Barricading Your Door For The Raid And In The Shade Is A Sawed Off Double-barreled Pump Lookin For Motha*****as Who Wanna Jump. Cause I Got 13 Bullets In My Pocket I'm A Mad Man My Trigger Finger Turnin Suckers To Sand
Free Your Mind Breath It In Second Hand Smoke Free Your Mind Breath It In Second Hand Smoke
Distraught From Head Trauma You Can't Even See The Drama I Get The Persona From Marijuana At Night I Lay Stressed With No Place To Go All By My Lonely Screamin Out ***** That Show Cigarettes, Blunt Smoke I Love The Smell Player Hate Me Cause I Smoke, Burn In Hell Cause It Ain't For Everybody I Live To Sever Bodies So Melancholy Suicide Is Just A Folly And I'm Out
Free Your Mind Breath It In Second Hand Smoke (what, What) Free Your Mind Breath It In Second Hand Smoke Free Your Mind Breath It In Second Hand Smoke (what) Free Your Mind Breath It In Second Hand Smoke Free Your Mind Breath It In Second Hand Smoke Second Hand Smoke, Second Hand Smoke, What Free Your Mind Breath It In Second Hand Smoke (yeah) Free Your Mind Breath It In Second Hand Smoke (right) Free Your Mind Breath It In

Twiztid - 1st Day Out - lyrics

(jamie madrox)
I got another funky rhyme
Another funky funky rhyme
I got another funky rhyme
Another funky rhyme another funky funky rhyme (twice)
Awwww shit!
Twizted!
This is my shit man!
Theyre finna remake the wicked shit!
Jamie spit man!
(jamie madrox)
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
Chrome toilet, rolled blankets, and the rhombus shoes
But I aint naggin
Here comes my people in the hoopty muffla draggin
Aint been in the hoop ride long
And the two liter of moon mist is almost gone
Nuts are kinda anxious to drop a load
Told my man to hook me up with a chick that he know
The ***** said mutha*****er pick me up at three
Cant ***** santa dont ride your street
We can meet around the corner at kfc
You can take a cab and Ill pay the fee
When she showed up damn, she was out of luck
I forgot my wallet in the glovebox on my truck
Put the tab for the cab and the dinner too
With a knot in my sock, ***** I thought ya knew
Dressed to impress chewin dyntene gum
And I was drunk as ***** and smelled like an alley bum
Im chewin on my food like a carnivore
Dumb ***** starin at me like and eyesore
Then I plopped my face in the bowl of soup
And slurpped every last bit up through my missin tooth
The ***** jumped up faster than a race
And told me how to bow to her face
So she pickin up the tab, ya know that ima go for mine
Got sone shabille 54 vengence wine
And a steak well done and an order of shrimp
Jamie madrox playin the pimp...uhh
Shes 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 mutha*****in hoe
Whats up *****? your ready to break, besides how long
Can one fat ***** take? quit snackin
And pay this shit, so we can go to your crib
And watch a horror flick, with ya daddy
Your employed?
Uhhhhh shit, naw
(jamie madrox)
Your daddys pretty fresh sweetie pie
I mean him, lettin me grip his ride
Besides, he slipped me a fifty
But the again Im kinda shifty
Now I wanna ***** so we headed to my house
***** sittin with you parents on the couch
Dad I got a ***** in my room and a smile
Take your ass to the bar and dont come back for awhile
A juggalos known for smackin hos
But I need to bust nut so I switch to the mack mode
(monoxide child)
Now laurie, you know I love you
So why dont you just let me ***** you
Look *****, I know yous a freak
So let me get a little kiss on my cheek
And Ill ***** to go hit that
Come on nympho, and let me hit dat
Tell ya what, ya let me stick it
And I gotta left over piece of chicken for ya
Ya little sewer skank
(violent j)
Ya nasty little pipe smokin money hungry *****!
(monoxide child)
Thats the shit j
85 bucks an hour, you wanna play
And that was that
A little smooth talkin and she was on her back
Ya never guess what
My first day out, and I caught my nut
(jamie maddrox & monoxide child)
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 ***** its my first day out, and I caught my nut (4x)

Twiztid - 4 Thoze Of U - lyrics

You Hear That? What?
What? Woah!
We Off The Train Tracks Homeboy
Outta Control
Me And Madrox, Rocking *****es, Slapping The World
I Say Some Shit To Make Your Toes Curl Quick, Little *****
Paint A Picture Like Picasso, From Your Blood When It Drips
Take A Sip, It Makes Me Stronger Than The Stongest Man
And My Mind Takes A Journey To The Farthest Land
I'm The Whole World's Kryptonite
I Got These *****es On They Knees, Kissing Hands, Crying Begging For They Life
I'm A Put Your Knife To The Neck (slice)
Gotta Go, Run You Just A Hoe, True You Ain't A Juggalo
(believe Dat)
(?)
You Get Your Head Split, Quick, Some Shit They Can't Stitch
I'm A Scrub For Life, Don't Let The Hair Style (?)
With A Bag Of Weed Looking To Blow It
Those Who Don't Know It, I'm Monoxide, Blaze Up A Smoke
And Pass That Shit To Your Boy, And Give His ***** A Choke
[chorus X2]
4 Thoze Of U That Don't Know
Never Blow Hydro
Are You Afraid To Go Where I Go?
Even Though, Call Yourself A Juggalo
Telling Everybody That You Dowwwwn
For Thoze Of U That Don't Know (hmm?),
It's Mr. Madrox (***** Yeah!)
First Name, Jamie, Can't Nobody See Me
And My Brother M-o-n-o One The M-i-c
And Basically My Little Brother Blaze, Put It Down
With Thug Mentality (that's Right)
We Represent The Vicinity Of The East (eastside!)
But There'll Be No Love For Hoes Or The Police (all You Thugs Put Yo Shit On!, Biyatch!)
What You Thought It Was? Bumping Weak Shit
Need To Get Some Hatchet In Your Life (yay! Yay!)
Cause You Perpetrating, Like We Don't Know
Yesterday You Was A Hater, But Today You's A Juggalo (biyatch!)
You Just A False Wearing Sheep Nanny Ghost
Trying To Fall Up In The Flock, With That Same Mopey Dope (mopey Dope)
Trying To Turn You In The Shot (believe It Is!)
Second Hand South Scanned Underground
And Plus A Hundred Grand
So ***** A Fan Base, Show Me Family Faces
No Matter They Size, Shape, Or Races
[chorus X2]
First Off! (here We Go!)
Who Better Trip And Get The Sawed Off
Pointed To The Back Of Your Head, Acting Like The Dead
Don't Play, 12 Shells A Day
Still Put It Down For My G's Around The Way (hey! Hey!)
Hey, Ain't Nobody Try To Step To
Better Watch Your Mouth Homeboy, I'll Powerplex You
(ow!) Into The Mat, Now Picture That
Your Styles So Skinny Your Noise Is... (hella, Hella! Phat, Phat!)
Phat Enough To Kick It With A Gang Of Hoodrats
In The Back Of A Chicken Shack (clucking)
Move It Back To Your Jaw Like A Side Effect (and ***** You Hoodrat Hoes In The Projects)
Got A 12 Gauge, And I'm Holding It Down
Who Wanna Ride Wit Me, Cause I'm Headed Eastward Bound
Call The T-w-i-z-t-i-d-b-l-a-z-e
And We Ride Till Infinity
[chorus X5]
I Hate Everyone, I Hate Everyone, I Hate Everyone, I Hate Everyone

Twiztid - Afraid Of Me - lyrics

[Chorus x2]
I'm so
Hidden and you're never gonna see
I'm cold
Forgiven all because of my beliefs
I'm no
Body that you ever wanna be
Cause I know that the world is afraid of me
[Monoxide Child]
Now you can try to sedate me, assassinate or just hate me
But there's nothing that you can do to me lately
Now I'm greatly accepted in the mind so I'm confused and intertwined
From being rejected so many times, I wanna leave it all behind
So kind of you to pick up the album and give it a try for once
And run and tell your homies that these mother*****ers will die for us
So many questions, fingers pointing for answers
Suggesting that I'm the cancer that lingers inside the pasture
With green grass up to my neck, and situations that's too fast
To think about and most people can't dream about
A hundred million miles and every single second
And every time you hear this record I want you to feel me on every sentence
Reminisce from descendants of past treasures
We'll embark on a journey that'll stay alive forever
Plus I would stand over on my side of the fence
Regardless of the circumstances or the consequences
[Chorus x2]
I'm so
Hidden and you're never gonna see
I'm cold
Forgiven all because of my beliefs
I'm no
Body that you ever wanna be
Cause I know that the world is afraid of me
[Jamie Madrox]
I am my own worst enemy
I'm not the smartest mother*****er and shit, I don't pretend to be
And why I am the way I am is not a mystery
My mind's not in proper working order or in therapy
The brain's confused and mentally abused
Life's been hanging on a string so what the ***** I got to loose?
And what the ***** I got to prove to you?
If you don't know me by now, you'll never know me
You can put that on my real homies
I got problems and they stack like bills
And I relate to the broken, bleeding heart love killed
And I awaited in the shadows, awake in the dark
Hoping to talk to the passed on, I'm falling apart
I'm such a mess and decisive, I'm fading away
I'm out of touch with society and living today
Never relying on my sanity, I through it away
To become the maniac that's got your attention today
[Chorus x2]
I'm so
Hidden and you're never gonna see
I'm cold
Forgiven all because of my beliefs
I'm no
Body that you ever wanna be
Cause I know that the world is afraid of me
[Monoxide Child]
Can you keep a secret?
Well I'm afraid world because they want me to die, can you believe it?
But I'm still alive... and been floating since '95
With my chin held high but I'm so dead inside
Let the problems just roll and put them back into a pile
Because it's just a bunch of shit that I can't deal with right now
And I'm tired of always guessing and messing it up again
And the next day it's even deeper and I'm steady sinking in
[Jamie Madrox]
I took a look at myself and came to grips with what I found
It was a vision of a child, disturbed and broke down
No soul, no heart because I gave it away
No time for feeling sorry, I'll grieve another day
And all those tears are stored in storm clouds
That hover above me and cover the ugly
Continued to haunt me when I was feeling low
That's the same reason I hold on and never let go
[Chorus x4]
I'm so
Hidden and you're never gonna see
I'm cold
Forgiven all because of my beliefs
I'm no
Body that you ever wanna be
Cause I know that the world is afraid of me

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