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from Hatchet History (2002)
Free your mind
I represent the East side, no peace Fuck 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 fuck bitch, chuck bitch Why you talkin shit? Better duck bitch. 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 bitch, Can it, cause your frontin. Dead wrong. Dinner table conversations. Leavin' you pistol-whipped in the corner with abrasions. Part of the 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 Fruitloop biting 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 motherfucka till I choke I brag and I boast about nothin Death, dying, and hoes fuckin 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 motherfucka 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 bitches wanna shut me down Pullin plugs on the microphones. Hatin on the individual handle Mr.Bones Hope your speaker's ain't ohms or they dead blown If they aren't turn this motherfucka up and mash on As we blast off bitch 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 motherfuck her, bitch I'm out my cell Seen 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 Hopin 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 fuck 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 mothafuckas 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 fuck 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 |
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from Twiztid - Mirror Mirror (2002)
You hear that? What?
What? Woah! We off the train tracks homeboy Outta control Me and Madrox, rocking bitches, slapping the world I say some shit to make your toes curl quick, little bitch 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 bitches 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 bitch a choke <i>[Chorus x2]</i> 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 (fuck 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 fuck a fan base, show me family faces No matter they size, shape, or races <i>[Chorus x2]</i> 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 fuck 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 <i>[Chorus x5]</i> I hate everyone, I hate everyone, I hate everyone, I hate everyone |
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from Twiztid - Green Book (2003)
[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 motherfuckers 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 motherfucker 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 fuck I got to loose? And what the fuck 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 threw 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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from Twiztid - Mirror Mirror (2002)
All obsessed with the taste of flesh.
(same thing said backwards) All obsessed with the taste of flesh. (same thing said backwards) Even though you think your alone their always everywhere (pushing me, pulling me, helpin me, guidin me) I must be insaaannneee, no their always everywhere (guidin me, helping me, pullin me, pushin me) further everyday yeahhhhh their always everywhere would you feel likeee (your left alone) would you get highhhh (and try to find a zone) its aallrigghhtt (your not alone) don't even cry (because your not alone) (some weird whispering) ("all obsessed with the taste of flesh..." backwards) Even though you think your alone their always everywhere (pushing me, pulling me, helpin me, guidin me) I must be insaaannneee, no their always everywhere (guidin me, helping me, pullin me, pushin me) further everyday yeahhhhh their always everywhere sleeping to dream (it feels like home) come to sleep here (still we're not alone) my soul is mine (thats all i own) don't want to waaiitt (dont want to be alone...) (some weird whispering) ("all obsessed with the taste of flesh..." backwards) Even though you think your alone their always everywhere (pushing me, pulling me, helpin me, guidin me) I must be insaaannneee, no their always everywhere (guidin me, helping me, pullin me, pushin me) further everyday yeahhhhh their always everywhere and you don't give a shit (I'm seein them every day) if they were her with you now (and not so far away) but now they live in a realm (where everything is blllackkk) and when your gone your gone (their never comin BBBBBBBBAAAACCCCCCCKKKKKKKKK!!!!!) Even though you think your alone their always everywhere (pushing me, pulling me, helpin me, guidin me) I must be insaaannneee, no their always everywhere (guidin me, helping me, pullin me, pushin me) further everyday yeahhhhh their always everywhere |
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from Insane Clown Posse - Featuring Freshness (2011) | |||||
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from Twiztid - Cryptic Collection, Vol. 2 (2002) | |||||
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from Twiztid - Freek Show (2004) | |||||
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from Insane Clown Posse - Bizzar (2000) | |||||
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from Twiztid - Green Book (2003)
<i>[Chorus x2]</i>
Hate Don't like the way Don't like the way Don't like the way you (Hate) Don't like the way Don't like the way Don't like the way you (Hate) <i>[Jamie Madrox]</i> I'll slap that bitch in the face until she bleeds (Hate) Beat you down for all the times you cheated me (Hate) I don't like you I don't like you Don't like the way you (Hate) I don't like you I don't like you Don't like the way you (Hate) <i>[Chorus x2]</i> Hate Don't like the way Don't like the way Don't like the way you (Hate) Don't like the way Don't like the way Don't like the way you (Hate) <i>[Monoxide Child]</i> It was love at first sight But now it's just another arguement that turns into a fist fight And I just might, pick up a pistol and let her have it Blow her fucking brains all over the kitchen cabinet Call me a faggot cause I'm hanging with my homies and not you And you're at home feeling lonely, now what ya gonna do? Call the cops and I'ma show you why I'm twisted I'll straight up leave the precinct shit fried and blisted <i>[Chorus x2]</i> Hate Don't like the way Don't like the way Don't like the way you (Hate) Don't like the way Don't like the way Don't like the way you (Hate) I don't like the way you hate.. when you hate I don't like the way you hate...when you (HATE) <i>[Chorus x2]</i> Hate Don't like the way Don't like the way Don't like the way you (Hate) Don't like the way Don't like the way Don't like the way you (Hate) |
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from Twiztid - Green Book (2003)
<i>[Jamie Madrox]</i>
Hey. What's up? Uhh, I just got out of the studio. I'm trying to give you a call and see if we're still on for tonight. So, uhh, call me back and we can see if we can get things poppin. Alright call me. *click* <i>[Monoxide Child]</i> Hey. What's going on? Just calling to make sure that we're still doing that thing tonight. Make sure you ain't forgot about me, you know what I'm saying? Make sure you give me a call? 8 o'clock give me a call. Peace. *click* <i>[Shaggy 2 Dope]</i> Hey. Sup? You told me to call you. We're supposed to do something or whatever. Aight well check this out. I'ma try calling you back 3-4 more times before you answer, alright? But uhh, yea. We'll do something fresh tonight. *click* <i>[Monoxide Child]</i> Hey. What's going on? It's like quarter after 8, you know what I'm saying? I'm getting a little worried. Maybe you're about to stand me up or some shit. You need to let me know what the fucks going on or something. God ble- it's freezing out here. Give me a fucking call! Peace. *click* <i>[Jamie Madrox]</i> Hey. What's up? It's me again. It's 9:30. What the fucks going on? I thought we said we were fucking doing something. Call me back. Aight, peace. Bye. Whatever the fuck. *click* <i>[Shaggy 2 Dope]</i> Hey. What the fucks going on over there? I called you 4-5-6 time's man. You ain't answering man. Where you at? Supposed to be meeting up with me. I thought we were gonna go to the roller rink and shit tonight man. What the fucks going on? Call me. <i>[Jamie Madrox]</i> Hey look. If you don't wanna fucking hang out with me, that's fine. But at least have the fucking common decency to give someone a call, alright? Just fucking call me. Alright, bye. Take care of your fucking fat ass. Bitch. |
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from Twiztid - Mirror Mirror (2002) | |||||
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from Twiztid - Man's Myth (Vol. 1) (2005)
<i>[Intro]</i>
They got this plan to hurt me Spoon feed me controversy They fill my head with thoughts Until they hear us beg for mercy Because they want me to die Believe in all their lies But I see it in their eyes They're just as evil as this planet <i>[Monoxide]</i> Sip blood spit with the wicked Never in the mood to kick it, I'm an asshole I've been prescripted and prescribed And probably until I die enough pills to keep me high on I'm looking for Zion, lost in space And that's the only place I really feel safe The government's chasing me to go and fight some war And I can't front, I don't have a clue what they fighting for Lies galore from Lincoln to Al Gore Now we hide under a Bush and I can't take it anymore, I want to try to find a way to understand, Besides the good weed, what the fuck's in Afghanistan? Can't trust 'em chuck said it best And Imma take it till I finally rest Now I got an X on my head Like I'm supposed to fear, I'm just a target but bitch I'm still here <i>[Chorus]</i> They got this plan to hurt me Spoon feed me controversy They fill my head with thoughts Until they hear us beg for mercy Because they want me to die Believe in all their lies But I see in their eyes They're just as evil as this planet <i>[Jamie Madrox]</i> Discover the secrets behind the magical realm Look in the sky clouds are stitches of time The visual evolution of the after glow You have to know There's more to a hero than a thunder bolt Will it strike in the same place, same time Blowing off appendages like land mines Behind the disguise lies identity with vital stats Borderline maniacs and aristocrats Prognosticators, foretelling the outcome Environmental movement up rise the sun Cataclysmic anomaly will mutate the family With radiation sickness recorded on photography, Time life magazine interview with Nostradamus Written in quatrains the dark days are upon us, Being honest had a feeling that it would come to pass Then in '79 the ozone started to crack, and we're still here <i>[Chorus]</i> They got this plan to hurt me Spoon feed me controversy They fill my head with thoughts Until they hear us beg for mercy Because they want me to die Believe in all their lies But I see in their eyes They're just as evil as this planet <i>[Jamie Madrox]</i> And with the atmosphere pressure see the insects swarming 90 degrees in winter time, global warming The asteroids keep falling from outer space Is it alien life forms trying to communicate? Better rope off the area and quarantine the flock, Vaccinate for chemical scars and chicken pox, Everyone is infected as the panic sets in, And the president's on every channel answering questions <i>[Monoxide]</i> Anticipated like a UFO And everybody's standing hillside waiting to go And for all that we know we could've just been sold By the government to aliens for god only knows I can't help it that I'm feeling like this If I an think it, it can happen And I can think of some crazy shit I try to keep in control I'm going outta my skull All I can do is sit and watch it unfold <i>[Chorus]</i> They got this plan to hurt me Spoon feed me controversy They fill my head with thoughts Until they hear us beg for mercy Because they want me to die Believe in all their lies But I see in their eyes They're just as evil as this planet They got this plan to hurt me Spoon feed me controversy They fill my head with thoughts Until they hear us beg for mercy Because they want me to die Believe in all their lies But I see in their eyes They're just as evil as this planet |
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from Liquid Assassin - Mongrel (2013) | |||||
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from Insane Clown Posse - Bizzar (2000) | |||||
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from Twiztid - Green Book (2003)
How come this wasted time is such a loss expressed on my side? I'd give you everything if you just let me stand beside you Your kind is so amused and still confused by what you live with Your darkness just won't go away Your light, it's time for you to shine on today Nothing but darkness in me [Chorus] Darkness, night time No moon in the sky tonight Feeling like our lives been tucked away, today Life is darkness, forever remain, and again How come these things you say they always seem to grow and haunt me? I'd give you everything if you just let me stand beside you You seem to think that I would let things slide and have you change me This darkness just won't go away No light, inside for me to shine on today Nothing but darkness in me [Chorus x2] Darkness, night time No moon in the sky tonight Feeling like our lives been tucked away, today Life is darkness, forever remain, and again And again [x15] No light, inside for me to shine on today Nothing but darkness in me [Chorus] Darkness, night time No moon in the sky tonight Feeling like our lives been tucked away, today Life is darkness, forever remain, and again |
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from Hatchet History (2002)
We be the exact opposite from you ignorant, counterfeit
Normal motherfuckers so proud of the innocents Forever in this bitch fuckin' with the dead With invisible x's in the middle of our forehead (What would you call us?) Acting like you don't know In the mist of the twiztid serial killin' juggalos We stay different I guess different Mind, think alike we the children of the night Y'all wanna fight? (That's right) Cause if it gets this way There's gonna be more feelings hurt up in here tonight That's what it is like when you fuckin' with us? And then you'll get fucked up and shit is, oh, so serious Don't even speak on us Now I know that everyone got they own personal reason for hatin' us But I don't care bitch, shut the fuck up Try strange, deranged, divine, and different <i>[x2]</i> I'm different I'm not like you I'm different I like fuckin' with voodoo I'm different I come from the darkside I'm different I've seen the dead come alive I'm treated different by the rest of the world cause of my axe The tripped out raps, and the bugged ass contacts Not normal, nothing in comparison Stop frontin' bitch, you's embarrassing' Separated from the rest at birth And the blood in my veins is cursed I'm leavin' the earth, represented by killers and juggalos And all that don't know should die like some dumb hoes My contagious mind state Spreads quicker than the cold in most states And I hope you both hate You can't stop what you can't see I'm slippin' in to your back door tyin' up your family Unexpected and unexplained I'm underground And I'm INSANE!! People really talk the talk but I'mma walk the walk And leave you thrown' in chalk, bitch <i>[x2]</i> I'm different I'm not like you I'm different I like fuckin' with voodoo I'm different I come from the darkside I'm different I've seen the dead come alive I'm different like I never existed Different like that 50 pack smokin' bud toker from twiztid I'M DIFFERENT!! Like I'm segregated Hold up, fuck that A better word is player hated Cause it's all for real And if you come with weak shit, the axe I'll wield I said, you can see it in my soul I'm different cause we twiztid for life with juggalos We walk through walls, sleep with the bats Been to heaven and hell and still can't relax (I'M DIFFERENT) At least my momma called me strange Said I would be dangerous if I was givin' a brain I'm a serial killer that's what I amounted to be And there's more than a thin line between you and me I live behind a mirror and I'm every bad dream So believe what you heard and see cause I'm different <i>[x3]</i> I'm different I'm not like you I'm different I like fuckin' with voodoo I'm different I come from the darkside I'm different I've seen the dead come alive |
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from Twiztid - Freek Show (2004)
We be the exact opposite from you ignorant, counterfeit
Normal motherfuckers so proud of the innocents Forever in this bitch fuckin' with the dead With invisible x's in the middle of our forehead (What would you call us?) Acting like you don't know In the mist of the twiztid serial killin' juggalos We stay different I guess different Mind, think alike we the children of the night Y'all wanna fight? (That's right) Cause if it gets this way There's gonna be more feelings hurt up in here tonight That's what it is like when you fuckin' with us? And then you'll get fucked up and shit is, oh, so serious Don't even speak on us Now I know that everyone got they own personal reason for hatin' us But I don't care bitch, shut the fuck up Try strange, deranged, divine, and different <i>[x2]</i> I'm different I'm not like you I'm different I like fuckin' with voodoo I'm different I come from the darkside I'm different I've seen the dead come alive I'm treated different by the rest of the world cause of my axe The tripped out raps, and the bugged ass contacts Not normal, nothing in comparison Stop frontin' bitch, you's embarrassing' Separated from the rest at birth And the blood in my veins is cursed I'm leavin' the earth, represented by killers and juggalos And all that don't know should die like some dumb hoes My contagious mind state Spreads quicker than the cold in most states And I hope you both hate You can't stop what you can't see I'm slippin' in to your back door tyin' up your family Unexpected and unexplained I'm underground And I'm INSANE!! People really talk the talk but I'mma walk the walk And leave you thrown' in chalk, bitch <i>[x2]</i> I'm different I'm not like you I'm different I like fuckin' with voodoo I'm different I come from the darkside I'm different I've seen the dead come alive I'm different like I never existed Different like that 50 pack smokin' bud toker from twiztid I'M DIFFERENT!! Like I'm segregated Hold up, fuck that A better word is player hated Cause it's all for real And if you come with weak shit, the axe I'll wield I said, you can see it in my soul I'm different cause we twiztid for life with juggalos We walk through walls, sleep with the bats Been to heaven and hell and still can't relax (I'M DIFFERENT) At least my momma called me strange Said I would be dangerous if I was givin' a brain I'm a serial killer that's what I amounted to be And there's more than a thin line between you and me I live behind a mirror and I'm every bad dream So believe what you heard and see cause I'm different <i>[x3]</i> I'm different I'm not like you I'm different I like fuckin' with voodoo I'm different I come from the darkside I'm different I've seen the dead come alive |
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from Twiztid - Mirror Mirror (2002)
Thanks for the pussy baby
Now I gotta go, You were so freaky, lady But you're just another hoe Thanks for the pussy baby Now I gotta go You were so freaky lady But you're just another hoe When you sucked my dick And I came all over your lip (oh shit) The way you rubbed my ass Made me cum all up in my pants (oh shit) (Man, I can't believe the way this bitch, tounged my balls, She had my dick so hard, I couldn't even fit it back in my drawers,) Thanks for the pussy baby Now I gotta go You were so freaky, lady But you're just another hoe Thanks for the pussy baby Now I gotta go You were so freaky lady But you're just another hoe (I really ain't too much for that singing shit, but uh) (Grab up on that little biscuit) Everytime I see your face, (Balls deep in your little cookie) I just bust a nut (Pussy looks like velvet with peaches and cream on top) It ain't nothing to me baby, lemme, (Put that panties to the side) Grab up on that butt, (That's how we do, I can't sing for shit, but I'll pull your bitch, what, I will pull your bitch, believe that) Thanks for the pussy baby Now I gotta go You were so freaky, lady But you're just another hoe Thanks for the pussy baby Now I gotta go You were so freaky lady But you're just another hoe Fuck you bitch Gonna suck this dick Have you ever, ever, been fucked, like a whore? (Give me a lap dance, shit) (Yeah, I'm talking about balls deep, pummeling, fucking, and plugging that pussy. Yeah I said pussy, do you like it better when I say cunt? Does that sound good to your little bitchtified ears? Or maybe I could just call it....you're pink....cookie. Would you like me to nibble on your cookie? Oh yeah....I like when you touch my nipples...) You're a fucking pervert! Hey man I just got my dick in my hand What the fuck is wrong with you? You're a fucking pervert! Hey man It's hard Don't run away! Thanks for that pussy! You dirty Dirty, dirty Lil' girl (Do you like it when I teabag your nose like that?) Alright You gotta drag your balls across her bitch ass lips And stick them in And tell her SUCK THIS DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICK! Bitch! <i>[Muffled talking]</i> Oh shit Oh whattup y'all, This is Blaze Ya Dead motherfucking Homie mothafako! Oh wassup Blair? Umm, this next track you're about to hear is called "Cnt", Now it's gonna mean something different to each and everyone of y'all Juggalos and Juggalettes listening right now But pay attention to the lyrics, And put it on! |
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from Krizz Kaliko 4집 - Kickin` & Screamin` (2012) | |||||
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from Twiztid - Freek Show (2004) | |||||
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from BIG B - Subnoize Collabos (2011) | |||||
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from Twiztid - Cryptic Collection, Vol. 2 (2002) | |||||
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from Twiztid - Freek Show (2004) | |||||
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from Twiztid - Man's Myth (Vol. 1) (2005)
Every three years an ancient ritual takes place here
Every three years an ancient ritual takes place here <i>[Madrox]</i> I communicate with the dead through 7 LCD screens All programmed to channel 13 They conversatin', have a laugh and tell a joke or two You probably think I'm out of my skull but that shit is all true Me and my brother got a hundred fifty reasons or more Why they live inside the walls and hide under the floor They haven't walked into the light or the dark And even though there's no life in their body There's a pulse where their heart used to be That's called kinetic energy Where there's a will to survive There is a will to be An angry entity lives here now And he's more pissed on how things turned out He's gota deep rooted anger That lingers like a foul stench An eternal thirst that'llnever be quenched So pack your bags if you just moved in Cause there's no telling the things that he's capable of doing <i>[Chorus]</i> There's a dark spirit living in your house with you So here's a quick list of things you gone need to do Get the fuck out Don't grab shit just hit the door Get the fuck out Don't even mind the blood that's on the floor There's a dark spirit living in your house with you So here's a quick list of things you gone need to do Get the fuck out Now he's gonna try to trick you to stay Get the fuck out Don't look back just run the fuck away <i>[Monoxide]</i> I'm sitting watching TV and the lights go out So now I'm sitting in the dark like what the fuck's this all about And I swear I hear somebody walking in my hallway So I turn and look and I see something just fade away I run and grab a radio push record and play And I just kept quiet and parlayed If you got something to say You gotta say it now here's your chance It started as a whisper and slowly became enhanced To a blood curdling scream He said if I don't go he'll come and get me And he'll never let me leave I'm not a skeptic the message was intercepted By my radio telling me to leave or I'll regret it I got the fuck out quicker than jailbirds Who got an early release of credit For having some time served There's a real estate for sale sign on my lawn And no one even knows that I'm gone <i>[Chorus]</i> There's a dark spirit living in your house with you So here's a quick list of things you gone need to do Get the fuck out Don't grab shit just hit the door Get the fuck out Don't even mind the blood that's on the floor There's a dark spirit living in your house with you So here's a quick list of things you gone need to do Get the fuck out Now he's gonna try to trick you to stay Get the fuck out Don't look back just run the fuck away <i>[Shaggy 2 Dope]</i> See Madrox tunes into channel thirteen But I prefer number seventeen Know what I mean? Probably not But I can see some poltergeist shit They're here I can't get enough of it See this house is plagued with demons and so forth They even got statues on the front porch But I'll fuck around And just sit there and pet them boys People seem hokey but I see them real McCoy's Oh boy when you see a ball rolling down the stairs Get ready to change the fuck up out them underwear's Cause these spirits, they don't play These demons and spirits Spirits and demons are homies And if you ain't passed or connected to the afterworld You'll be running out of this house like a little girl So when you hear Get the fuck out They'll be a for sale sign without a doubt <i>[Chorus]</i> There's a dark spirit living in your house with you So here's a quick list of things you gone need to do Get the fuck out Don't grab shit just hit the door Get the fuck out Don't even mind the blood that's on the floor There's a dark spirit living in your house with you So here's a quick list of things you gone need to do Get the fuck out Now he's gonna try to trick you to stay Get the fuck out Don't look back just run the fuck away <i>[reverse talking in Swedish]</i> Get off me! Let me go!", Fuck!! ...You Bitch!". |
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from Twiztid - Green Book (2003)
Everybody dies
Everybody dies <i>[Jamie Madrox]</i> Patchwork, sewn together from dues to dirt From earthgrown and weather conditions of the desert And everyone's a part of it, some more then others Sons, daughters, and brothers, laywers, accountants, and even grandmothers New comers and old faces, people of any races, and familiar places Parents and teachers, prostitutes and preachers Throw ya hands to the sky and pray that he can see us Living how we got to live, and doing what we got to do Praying for another day so we can fight and make it through Some of us are designed for crimes, some of us designed for rhymes Still we congregate in unemployment lines One of a kind, and still kinda strange, same book, same world Just we on another page. (one more time) One of a kind, and still kinda strange, same book, same world Just we on another page... <i>[Chorus x2]</i> Come on, we on another page (Everybody dies) Come on, we on another page (Everybody dies) <i>[Monoxide Child]</i> Once I lit a smoke off a bitch I fried And I ashed it in her face when she died Who you bitches you calling regular when you out of my zone? Like a celluar phone that's stuck on roam, now get ya mind blown That's me and my man at your door, and we looking for a reason to start the war You should of never tried to take a stab at us And you never should of rapped on us We see the game from way the others hurried and rush We broke them down, rolled them up, sparked the flame and smoked them all in the dust, what? You couldn't touch me bitch, not even if you wanted when it's supposed to Bitch I'll have your whole block haunted Flaunt us like the beans in your chilli, we all know the really really Monoxide slap your girlfriend silly Big Willie get your throat cut and left bleeding While my homeboy's banging your girl, while ya leaving <i>[Chorus x2]</i> Come on, we on another page (Everybody dies) Come on, we on another page (Everybody dies) <i>[Bushwick Bill]</i> What ya looking at, where ya bitch at? I'll make her bounce on till the back's up Thinking you're something that your other playas tap off Holes in your stomach, till your whole waist snap off Pour on some 'nac, bite the bottle cap off Hate it with a passion when a bitch nigga act off Ride on ya hood everyday and never slack off Never let it get squash, never let it slide Die mothafucka, die mothafucka, die <i>[Anybody Killa]</i> Flip through a couple pages, looking into my background All you see is the dead around Daddy always said there'd be days like this Now daddy's dead and gone cause he was granted his only wish I can't believe all the drama when it comes to death Ain't nothing you can do but pay respect Slip into the afterlife, feeling light as a feather Everybody dies, so quit acting like you livin' forever <i>[Chorus x2]</i> Come on, we on another page (Everybody dies) Come on, we on another page (Everybody dies) |
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from Twiztid - Man's Myth (Vol. 1) (2005) | |||||
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from Twiztid - Mutant Volume 2 (2005)
Leave me all alone, There ain't nobody callin on my telephone, Because I ripped that bitch right up outta the wall, I apologize to any of y'all that tried to call. I haven't been myself lately, I been slowly losin my mind And tell 'em it's gravy. I'm lookin hella shady And I haven't showered in weeks I haven't washed my balls, I haven't brushed my teeth. All I see is demons everywhere that I look Was it the Ouija, the Black Magic, or The Warlock Book? I can't remember! But how can my memories leave me? I can't believe the spirits would try to recieve me! But they did, just like a little kid I was so eager to learn, so willin to give But all they did was hate me and break me Used my body for a host, And my mirror for the gateway! Something...is wrong with me... I can't be who I need to be... Something...is wrong with me... Will it last for eternity? Something...is wrong with me... I can't be who I need to be... Something...is wrong with me... Will it last for eternity? Please don't walk away, I want you to hear what I gotta say. I never had anyone ever care for me, I never had anyone ever there for me. If you would listen to me instead of callin me names, I would explain why I'm shakin and I'm goin insane. My mind is on vacation, Like a conversation, I'm like a radio, with static on every station. [ Find more Lyrics on www.mp3lyrics.org/Ropm ] Still I wanna know will I be normal again You say it's bullshit and tell me that it's all pretend But if it's false then why don't the demons just disapear? And if it's untrue then why am I seein them crystal clear? Because I do, the mirror is turnin blue. And soul after soul keeps walkin right through. They're livin in my house and livin inside my head, Some sleep inside the closet, others sleep under the bed. Something...is wrong with me... I can't be who I need to be... Something...is wrong with me... Will it last for eternity? Something...is wrong with me... I can't be who I need to be... Something...is wrong with me... Will it last for eternity? All i wanted to be, Was a member of a family with unity. but the people thats a lie because they stab you straight in the back, and throw a stick in the spokes and flip you off of the track. If it wasn't for Monoxide and Violent J, that nigger Jack, Shaggy 2 Dope, and blaze ya dead homie, I probably woulda given up and called it quits, I probably wouldn't be here i probably wouldn't be shit! I find my self looken back in the glass, and reminice all the times of the present and past. Im feelen strange, I wonder if they can save me, Im feelen cold I'm standen in front of the gateway. Here i am, i'm such a crazy man, Im tryen to controll my life the best that i can. But the demons are around me tryen to strey me away, I thank God that im standed right here today. Something...is wrong with me... I can't be who I need to be... Something...is wrong with me... Will it last for eternity? Something...is wrong with me... I can't be who I need to be... Something...is wrong with me... Will it last for eternity? |
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from Twiztid - Mutant Volume 2 (2005)
<i>[Madrox]</i>
Baby, you don't know me, but I'm crazy 'Cause I like comic books, toys and freaky ladies And you can never fade me at all Even if you're coming out of your panties and bra I been taught and I been played, it's all the same And that's why they call it a game and me a loser I like subtle bitches who like to fuck rough Not thug bitches who just like to just make love You're just too confused And maybe you been abused But who am I to critique The dudes you let up in you I know who I am Do you know who you are And would you really have the hots for me If I wasn't a rap star I'm an underground provider of the carnival speech To get you so hot you flash your titties and peach You say you rub your soft spot when you thinking of me Well add two more fingers and go deeper into your fantasy <i>[Chorus:]</i> You rub, you touch, thinking of me You want it then just let it be How bad you want it, let me see How far you'll take this fantasy I see girls like you all the time They act like they want to be mine They act like once they get what they want They'll be having fantasies <i>[Monoxide]</i> I'm not sure if you know what you're getting into 'Cause fucking with me is like fucking with a gin-su I'm not the candy and flowers type that you're use to To damn near die to try to impress or amuse you And all you see is the paint and the contacts And hear a couple of bomb raps And then you're like, where Paul at And I don't even see how you could get a picture of me on the internet I guess with the fame It'll make it look like we ever met It'll take another guess maybe 'cause you're crazy And lady I ain't even trying to be playing with And plus I'm probably everything you'd expect And you'll probably just want to go and get married instead And you'll probably just be the craziest bitch I ever met And I'll probably end up in jail for abusing your neck once again If I was working at your local record store Would you still want to be my little whore <i>[Chorus]</i> <i>[Madrox]</i> I got bitches telling me they hear I got a pretty dick Aside from that and the fat kid tits, that's my assets A few more reasons to make you lick your lips Imagining you're deep throating my pretty chubby thickness Would you be feeling me If I was serving you burgers and fries Chocolate shakes and promotional apple pies Or just drying your ride at the local car wash Some how I imagine my digits Would have been lost in the sauce <i>[Monoxide]</i> Maybe it's because I got some cute ass nuts That make the chickens want to get me And just gobble them up It could even be my super long run of bad luck That will turn a good girl into a freaky deaky slut Or maybe it's because you're crazy sitting in the dark With headphones like we're never apart And on that note I'm going to see you when you're dreaming Thinking of me and just feining <i>[Chorus]</i> |
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from Twiztid - Green Book (2003)
Yo fritz, put on a mothafucking beat, that we can shake our mothafucking rolls to
Yo, fat kidz are ya with me? Put your mothafucking hands high in the air, let me see your little chubby digits It's about to get sweaty in here ya'll, you might want to bring a fan It ain't easy, being about 250, when you're 15 years old That's what real life's about Hey yo, fat people are hard to kidnap So if you're fat and you're all in this bitch, then grab your nutsack Fat bitches, don't feel left out Cause you can grab one of them skinny bitches, and knock her ass out Chubby love, show a ninja some Cause this fat motherfucker stay ready however they come A hungry rapper, cannible lyricist I got host of MC's like you inside my shit Standing poolside with a t-shirt on Unless I'm showering or fucking, my clothes stay on I got double cheeseburgers chasing me in my sleep And fine hoes checking me out but scared to speak Off the chain, off the scale, I ain't watching no weight I'm at the barbecue high ass hell fixing my plate XX to the X-L, hit me 3 times Come correct with my burger and fries, the king sized "This song is dedicated to all the fat people world wide, dead or alive. Biggy Smalls, The One Man Gang, Chubb Rock, Chris Farley, 8 Ball, John Candy, Big Pun, Bam Bam Bigalow, Fred Bearing, Kevin Smith, E-40, Matt Nips, King Kong Bundy, Fat Joe, Blaze Ya Dead Homie, Fat Albert, and the Fat Boys, and Grimace. Monoxide use to be fat." |
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from Twiztid - Man's Myth (Vol. 1) (2005)
Here we go Juggalo clap, clap Juggalo clap, clap From the front to the back Juggalo (clap, clap) Juggalo (clap, clap) Juggalo clap, clap Juggalo clap, clap From the front to the back Juggalo (clap, clap) Juggalo (clap, clap) Juggalo (clap, clap) From the front to the back Juggalo (clap, clap) Clap clap (clap, clap) From the front to the back [Jamie Madrox] Speak to a tone re-adjust ear drums Highly intelligent for a species labeled dumb, Numb from the neck up zone as I perform And through the energy we acquire we are re-born, It's intense as we commence to dispense the shit Spittin' verbal milk while you suckin' a sour tit Inconsiderate to competitors trying to elevate Intermixing intermingling with the venomous snakes Fuck that you can go on and slither away Simple minded mutha fuckas swiping sugars from our Kool-Aid Who made the sky red and swallowed the sun And spoke the word of light to enlighten the mass of everyone Ummm... I believe that's us And when the mics are on, and we bust It like an adrenalin rush To your dome and mine too and everyone behind you As long as you keep it Twiztid we'll always be beside you [Chorus x2] I want you to feel this, This pain, this hate, even if you can't pretend to relate Feel this Can you feel this? Can you, can you feel this? [Monoxide] Riding by windows shakin' while I'm passing by Got a big screen TV in the front for I, With a DVD player playing porno nonstop, I'm so fuckin' high I don't wanna drive anymore So I crashed in the back of my ex-girl's 4x4, Can you feel that you bitch? And matter of fact You can eat a dick and drink piss, Feel this like you felt my dick all up in your mouth Like the shit you spit Nothing but a poisonous snake Trying to steal my rhythm So I see em' in the grass and I, get em' Don't fuck wit em', Cause he's half a 'port short of a full pack on the attack, Half you bitches just wanna steal my shine And the other half ain't worth the time [Chorus] I want you to feel this, This pain, this hate, even if you can't pretend to relate Feel this Can you feel this? Can you, can you feel this? [Jamie Madrox] Don't spit 'til you see the grit of the mic, Cause when you're in the zone You don't care if they do or don't like Your flow and no I don't hold no grudge to those You stay afloat in this time of no hope, So dance with the spirits on the day of the dead In the presence of the things that can reside inside of your head Cause they phony like them silicone bags in stripper's bras Step one is defining it And two is cutting it off [Monoxide] Spit fire, always for hire, And I'll never stop killing till God retires, I want everybody to feel the wrath of my flow, And if you can't feel this there's the door, Robbing from the rich and poor alike I don't care, Walk into times square and leave a bomb there, Fuck with us and try to come get us, Right here and right now I'm gonna blow like... [Chorus x2] I want you to feel this, This pain, this hate, even if you can't pretend to relate Feel this Can you feel this? Can you, can you feel this? [Outro] Juggalo, juggalo, From the front to the back, Juggalo, juggalo, juggalo, juggalo, From the front to the back, Juggalo, juggalo, juggalo, From the front to the back, Juggalo, From the front to the back |
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from Twiztid - Green Book (2003)
Frankenstein!
<i>[Chorus]</i> I'm not a clone, I'm a frankenstein Created through the visions of a mastamind This face, this soul, this rhyme is mine But ya'll don't notice Frankenstein! <i>[Madrox]</i> So what if I use jumper cables to kick start this retard And his brother in this music game of street smarts? Bitch, we been doing this since '93 10 years in this so called industry What I see is so many stars sucking dick What we be is something that's truly flipping the script What ya'll know is only what they provide you with A song is a song even if you call it a hit My face is my property, painted up or not Wearing a mask, whatever I have or have not We come as an extension of who I be, ain't nobody writing raps for me And basically we put in mad work for the little that we've obtained Ain't no plaques covering my wall with my name But my ever growing family is spreading in mass Enough to scare the shit out of your playa hating ass And you still wanna call me a clone? <i>[Electricity buzzing]</i> "We've finally done it..." <i>[Chorus x2]</i> I'm not a clone, I'm a frankenstein Created through the visions of a mastamind This face, this soul, this rhyme is mine But ya'll don't notice Frankenstein! <i>[Monoxide]</i> People, the panic's kinda wide spread I'm shedding skins like chameleons just to keep up my disguises Now I'm hearing that this is the only reason that the people play me But they really hate me when my make-up's off You sound soft, goo And I'ma put it in the words of the B.I., then maybe you will realize This ain't a game, and I ain't a clone, it ain't the fame it's the microphone And all the family I've obtained over the years who representing for the same fears You keep hating and disrespecting Violent J put us up on the grind and said "You gotta keep an axe in your waist at all times, and it's a whole lot of people that's just looking to side, so don't worry about the haters, you just bring it from withinside." So this soul, this song, this rhyme, is the soul of your very own Frankenstein <i>[Chorus x2]</i> I'm not a clone, I'm a frankenstein Created through the visions of a mastamind This face, this soul, this rhyme is mine But ya'll don't notice Frankenstein! "If it's blown up, you'll see that it's good, and multiplied! Good, but it's.." Frankenstein <i>[Syn]</i> Frankenstein! <i>[Colton Grundy]</i> If they're both clones, what the fuck am I? A painted dead body soaked in clone's formaldehyde? Known to sway your eye and straight knock out teeth And bring the heat to your zone, leaving ya to smoke in the street Knocking the beats, knocking the throw, knocking your door off the hinges Fuck you bitches and all you haters laying on the floor Fuck what you know, I play a base for a haters domes and telephone poles because I'm out cold Colton the undying, Blaze ya dead, you know the rest And it's a mothafucking shame to catch a bullet in your chest For some shit you said when you was high and thugging Light a gas in your face, and look who ain't saying nothing You's a fake yourself, and fuck your wealth And fucking with a Frankenstein is bad for your health And you can put it on my casket and my fan bases This 40, these nuts, and our painted faces <i>[Chorus x2]</i> I'm not a clone, I'm a frankenstein Created through the visions of a mastamind This face, this soul, this rhyme is mine But ya'll don't notice Frankenstein! |
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from Twiztid - Cryptic Collection, Vol. 2 (2002) | |||||
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from Twiztid - Man's Myth (Vol. 1) (2005)
<i>[Monoxide]</i>
I'm feeling sacrilegious and I'm so mad at the church I Can't believe they would inflict so much hurt why Could you put such a hole in my faith That I constantly feel like I'm falling from grace And being chased by This face that lives inside of the hate that lives Inside of the way that I always seem to relate cry For me and if I ever find the answer I promise I'll spread it quicker than cancer <i>[Jamie Madrox]</i> Now ask yourself are there really things that go bump in the night Or are we taught as children to have fright for things that might Live or breath or might not even exist Cause fear is a son of a bitch of man's myths And his job is keeping the urban legends alive By telling stories and enhancing em with devilish lies So stay afraid of the many beings and strange things That will live forever in folklore and remain to be seen <i>[Chorus]</i> I don't know what to believe anymore I Feel like I'm falling further and therefore I Feel like I'm losing my grip and I don't know why I better get it right this time, you better get it right I better get it right, you better get it right I better get it right this time, you better get it right I better get it right, you better get it right I better get it right this time <i>[Jamie Madrox]</i> There are so many diseases and so little cures to 'em My cousin just past from a sickness unbeknownst to him There's so many reasons we're medicated Mostly because it's good for the economy And most of us are related to the illness passed down >From gene pools of relatives So if your uncle's crazy I'm saying' there ain't no telling If it skips a generation or smashes a Y chromosome Infecting your family tree with paranoial overtones <i>[Monoxide]</i> Now I just woke up and I really don't know what happened She was laying there bleeding on the mattress I didn't know she was an actress addicted top every kind of pill That you can prescribe or imagine I was sleeping she was grabbing to get her hands On something sharp to put it to her neck an started jabbing All the doctors are wrong I can't believe she's gone And now I'm taking the medicine she was hooked on <i>[Chorus]</i> I don't know what to believe anymore I Feel like I'm falling further and therefore I Feel like I'm losing my grip and I don't know why I better get it right this time, you better get it right I better get it right, you better get it right I better get it right this time, you better get it right I better get it right, you better get it right I better get it right this time <i>[Monoxide]</i> Now I can feel the eyeball watching from outer space And the look on my face is saying it all I need to find a safe place to call home Where no one's watching I'm all alone Put me in a coffin of stone If I'm hiding it won't matter they keep finding A hundred and one different ways to keep us dying You think I'm trying to keep up all the lying But really I'm just caught in the middle now everybody <i>[Jamie Madrox]</i> It's hard to believe in lies from inbreeds with invisible eyes Incapable to see from a computer screen Or the station from your Pentium processor While the satellite is covering your whole circumference Of the planetary globe watch as the chaos unfolds As young men and women are growing old and weak And far too scared to try to speak to the powers that be So instead they claim peace in the midst of war <i>[Chorus]</i> I don't know what to believe anymore I Feel like I'm falling further and therefore I Feel like I'm losing my grip and I don't know why I better get it right this time, you better get it right I better get it right, you better get it right I better get it right this time, you better get it right I better get it right, you better get it right I better get it right this time |
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from Twiztid - Mutant Volume 2 (2005)
<i>[Intro]</i>
Hello, I just wanna say to everybody's family here tonight. I Just wanna say to everybody's family here tonight. GET THE FUCK UP! <i>[Monoxide Verse]</i> My walk my talk my soul you hate. My bad I move don't like you Hate. And just can't understand the way you look at my face (GET OFF OF ME) <i>[Madrox]</i> Your hate is a shame your hate is a shame your hate is a shame (Now get off of me) Your hate is a shame your hate is a shame your hate is a shame (Now get the fuck off of me) <i>[Monoxide]</i> Quit living a lie Quit living a lie Quit living a lie (Get off of me) Quit living a lie Quit living a lie Quit living a lie (Get off of me) <i>[Madrox]</i> We got to be, the most crazy ass people in the world We got to be, the most crazy ass people in the world We got to be, the most crazy ass people in the world We got to be, the most fucked up people in the world <i>[Madrox Verse]</i> You ready today? You sought today you know it today (Get off of me) Hate feeling this way, hate looking this way, hate things that They say (Get the fuck off of me) <i>[Monoxide]</i> Quit living a lie Quit living a lie Quit living a lie (Get off of me) Quit living a lie Quit living a lie Quit living a lie (Get off of me) <i>[Madrox]</i> We got to be, the most crazy ass people in the world We got to be, the most crazy ass people in the world We got to be, the most crazy ass people in the world We got to be, the most fucked up people in the world <i>[Madrox Verse]</i> Because you know that we're all crazy insane inside of us all Look around who knows if you're the only one in here, I don't know <i>[Monoxide Verse]</i> Hate me for what I am and not for what you want me to be (yea) I don't give a damn if you don't give a damn about me (yea yea) <i>[Madrox]</i> Your hate is a shame your hate is a shame your hate is a shame (Now get off of me) Your hate is a shame your hate is a shame your hate is a shame (Now get the fuck off of me) <i>[Monoxide]</i> Quit living a lie Quit living a lie Quit living a lie (Get off of me) Quit living a lie Quit living a lie Quit living a lie (Get off of me) <i>[Madrox]</i> We got to be, the most crazy ass people in the world We got to be, the most crazy ass people in the world We got to be, the most crazy ass people in the world We got to be, the most fucked up people in the world <i>[Madrox Verse]</i> Because you know that we're all crazy insane inside of us all Look around who knows if you're the only one in here, I don't know |
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from Twiztid - Man's Myth (Vol. 1) (2005)
<i>[Monoxide]</i>
I'll disconnect you like SBC Then reinvent your whole style for free Suicide's even a better choice to me So you really need to think about the shit you call beef Don't come trying to explain a bit Cause you really starting to sound like that same lame bitch Yeah that same lame bitch who used to suck my dick Who I see you tongue kiss who you all in love with Tell me don't she fuck and suck the dick right I hope you don't think she learned all that shit overnight Now you stand there looking with the kill a man attitude Should've been showing me some gratitude The truth hurts like a semi truck, Just came outta nowhere and crashed And fucked your whole world up Don't like it then don't ask I won't say shit Cause I ain't the one you wanna come and get <i>[Chorus x2]</i> Get ready for the fight of your life I'm gonna end it tonight Come get me if you wanna die Just come outside meet me in the moonlight <i>[Violent J]</i> I'm drunk in this bitch don't tell me to calm down, I coming over there dropping the bomb down, Kicking in the front door, what you front for? You screaming oh no I'm beaming the four-four Don't tell me fuck you on the telephone And think it's okay, muthafucka no way! Don't flip me off and get caught at a red light Cause I'll beat your skull with a lead pipe You and your buddy's having funerals next week More gonna be busy if I'm throwing a hissy I be the bam-bam juggalo 44 clappa, Bitch slappa, I shit talk, Crip walk Rich rapper, chick tapper, kidnapper Get crunk, hit blunts, clip punks, Come and get this And as soon as you miss I blow holes in your lungs Hear it whistle and hiss As you, slowly die <i>[Chorus x2]</i> Get ready for the fight of your life I'm gonna end it tonight Come get me if you wanna die Just come outside meet me in the moonlight <i>[Jamie Madrox]</i> Oh what now I'm supposed to be scared of you Cause you wanna talk and act like them big boys do? Shootin dirty looks like you got some hate on your mind You ain't the first you can gone wait your turn in line Everybody wants some but look how when they get done Tuck they tail between they legs and run just like a bitch, Fuckin' with a lunatic on the wrong day With a hole where their throat usta be, Usually I don't persist with bull shit, But today I'm quite pissed, and looking to start shit, And if you want beef I got a whole cow off on the trunk So be prepared for the drama you bitches and punks Yea that's what's up ever ready just like a battery Slicing through cartilage and punching in your anatomy Over beef don't sleep Cause you might not wake back up again On the ground and just bleeding <i>[Chorus]</i> Get ready for the fight of your life I'm gonna end it tonight Come get me if you wanna die Just come outside meet me in the moonlight Get ready for the fight of your life I'm gonna end it tonight Come get me if you wanna die Just come outside meet me in the moonlight Come get me For the fight of your life Just come outside meet me in the moonlight Come get me For the fight of your life Just come outside meet me in the moonlight Come get me For the fight of your life Just come outside meet me in the moonlight |
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from Twiztid - Green Book (2003)
<i>[Jamie Madrox]</i>
Your whole life's about to change in the next 20 seconds As you glance there's a lady running at your car half naked Bleeding from her neck to her chest And four guys chasing after her with axes and they look fucking possessed Without thinking you unlock the doors to lend a hand Before she gets in the car they're approaching and coming fast Hit the gas and she won't stop screaming She keeps saying over and over that she was mauled by a demon Blood, so much blood it was unreal She'd go quiet for a second then go nuts and grab the steering wheel Just calm the fuck down, you're scaring the shit out of me I'm gonna take you to the hospital and leave you in the lobby You're gonna be fine, side wiped in my blind side By a deuce and a quarter with one headlight Just then I looked him right in the face And seen two glowing eyes peering out of a pillow case Now what the fuck is that? I think your friends are back Hey lady wake up, you're bleeding all over the dash As I pushed her on the shoulder, she turned around and bit me First the guys with the axes and now this bitch wants to kill me <i>[Chorus]</i> Hom-Sha-Bom Release the spirit and move along We'll be coming They'll be coming for you and it won't be long Hom-Sha-Bom Release the spirit and move along We'll be coming They'll be coming for you and it won't be long This body doesn't belong to you (I know) This body never belonged to you (I know) This body doesn't belong to you (I know) This body never belonged to you (Just go) <i>[Monoxide Child]</i> Now they're on the side of us I can either run us both off of the road or crash into a school bus I'm looking out and see one of my front wheels Go bouncing off a tree and now it's headed for my windshield Pieces of glass are in my throat And this bitch is in the front seat laughing like it's a joke And now I look and see them coming, walking They got their axes and they're talking in Aramaic or maybe it was Latin I'm kinda woozy and I'm starting to trip Cause this bitch must have bit a fucking hole in my wrist I feel it thriving like a heart attack But I can't think about that and I all see is the end of a bloody axe Come smash through, all in my windows on both sides And all these hands grabbing us out the ride And choke holds applied and I'm thrown across the street Face first and I'm so weak that I can barely even speak There's gotta be some kind of code or witch practice Some sort of a horrific movie of Black Magic All the blood in my eyes, it couldn't hide And by the screams I heard, they must be ripping out her insides <i>[Chorus]</i> Hom-Sha-Bom Release the spirit and move along We'll be coming They'll be coming for you and it won't be long Hom-Sha-Bom Release the spirit and move along We'll be coming They'll be coming for you and it won't be long This body doesn't belong to you (I know) This body never belonged to you (I know) This body doesn't belong to you (I know) This body never belonged to you (Just Go) <i>[Jamie Madrox]</i> I can't see, to much blood inside of my eyes But I can kind of make out silhouettes to my surprise I'm in the clear, no one surround me But across the street it sounds just like the Exorcist movie Screaming, crying, parked cars flying Around and smashing into the ground, it's devastating The strange motherfuckers with axes got us surrounded I wonder if they're gonna kill her, my heart's pounding Drowning in anticipation I mean if they kill her, they're killing me and that's a fucked up situation She's changing into a demon with every chant They're saying in that language that I still don't understand Then a burst of light exploded And the ground started shaking and the side of a building a portal opened She doesn't look anything like she did before She's got the body of a snake with wings and devil horns <i>[Chorus]</i> Hom-Sha-Bom Release the spirit and move along We'll be coming They'll be coming for you and it won't be long HOM-SHA-BOM Release the spirit and move along We'll be coming They'll be coming for you and it won't be long This body doesn't belong to you (I know) This body never belonged to you (I know) This body doesn't belong to you (I know) This body never belonged to you (Just Go) |
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from Twiztid - Cryptic Collection, Vol. 2 (2002)
<i>[Mr. Bones]</i>
Get down! Nod your head to my house fit The groove is so funky you gotta jump out ya seat Throw ya hands in the air Cause I'm getting jealous of some mothafuckas who just don't care But never speak on my Krazee House when I found you Peep my lean go, muthafucka, I just begun To rock the beat with a dash of Retro Horror Muzik And I hear a fucking man Don't smoke as I choke The terror it felt Some stoking on my wicked shit the brain is about to melt Halfway home to my padded cell To be locked down and sedated in my thoughts in my wicked realm Holding my nuts kicking horrifying sound Mr. Mr. Bones is headed home bound <i>[Hektik]</i> Going insane I'm in pain I ain't dead yet I come from the graveyard, the place where the madman rests Grab my chest, rip it in half, and look inside The bloody horror so gruesome, you'll be hypnotized Prince of Darkness, son of a bad shit You can't stand me Bitch, I'll kill your family Who'd have thought, my ass is greater than the 7 Seas And who'd a shut your ass quicker than a deadly disease But still you plead I stick yo ass and watch you bleed What do I need? "Nothing, fuck it, let's pick up the speed" I hang the pictures of my victims on the second wall No chance to stall It's time for you to take the fall My chain of thoughts bring my evil to the next phase Come in my House and you'll see just why I'm death crazed When you're alone, pay attention to my every sound Fuck the casket, cause I'm going home bound |
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from Insane Clown Posse - Featuring Freshness (2011) | |||||
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from Twiztid - Green Book (2003)
[Layzie Bone] Smoking hydro, feeling fine, slow sipping on wine, wine, yeah, ghetto wine Hydro, yeah, should of been told ya, living proof soliders, winos So come and light the spliff dawg and it better be that hydro [Monoxide Child] Now all these people wanna smoke some weed with Twiztid And see if we really smoke that's all that's listed From bubblegum to super skunk, 1 to 5 I even smoked a little bit of some shit they called the beehive I been to Europe and made Amsterdam cry Cause me and Madrox straight smoked them hoes dry I'm like fuck Cheech, Cheech don't even hit the bong And I've did 30 days from drinking cleanall with Tommy Chong I shot a movie with the guy from Halfbaked He didn't smoke, but he was funny So I guess he's only half fake So rake those seeds out your weed I'm not smoking that shit that you're about to roll up To me, don't even look potent And I ain't choking of them stems and seeds And why does everybody say they smoke more weed than me? It's not a race it ain't no contest Winner roll the weed up Think about that and keep the treat up [Chorus] From the chronic to the green ass weed with no seeds To the boogie that'll make a motherfuckers lungs bleed Smoke down in the car cant breathe everybody wanna smoke with me To the dawgs with the pre-rolled blunts in the air bumping this like we don't care Dirty piss violated again I'm in the system and I just cant win [Layzie Bone] Twiztid's gonna get ya Twiztid's spliff that is the mission What we hitting is that chronic weed Quickly to split your gone Have you tripping coughing, laughing long Better go around and get you some Roll it in a blunt, or we could rip it from a bong It's the potent that can keep me up And help me keep my rhyme in focus I'm in this hocus pocus like there's magic in every puff It's magic to the man to handle it if you can If you ain't put in on the weed, you ain't smoking, understand? I gives a damn about a so to so rudey lovers love to play Store the weed you got on stage and makes sure its the purple haze No need in holding back, gonna spend the extra money Split the philly up the middle, go on and lace it with that honey So we can burn slow So we preserve smoke Cause you know we love to blow smoking on that hydro [Chorus] From the chronic to the green ass weed with no seeds To the boogie that'll make a motherfuckers lungs bleed Smoke down in the car cant breathe everybody wanna smoke with me To the dawgs with the pre-rolled blunts in the air bumping this like we don't care Dirty piss violated again I'm in the system and I just cant win [Jamie Madrox] One puff and it blows ya head off, second puff you're set off The third, toking shit on your chest ya wanna let off Pass the joint, pass the point of being tore down I'm so high that my heartbeats starting to slow down Fingernails are roach clips for gormet smoking Smashed up glass pieces slash my whole face open I'm zoning and I don't feel a thing I probably won't recall a single things that's happening My medicine is sold by the dope man Quarters and halves, and big boys and Q.P's that come with fat price tags How much are ya spending? Whatever it takes to get Rid of these headaches and shakes make no mistakes I come with green for the green, an even exchange No money for a bag of brown backyard boogie I get so high that you would have to rip me out of the sky For the feeling that the real green provides [Chorus] From the chronic to the green ass weed with no seeds To the boogie that'll make a motherfuckers lungs bleed Smoke down in the car cant breathe everybody wanna smoke with me To the dawgs with the pre-rolled blunts in the air bumping this like we don't care Dirty piss violated again I'm in the system and I just cant win |
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from Twiztid - Cryptic Collection, Vol. 2 (2002)
People say I talk too much
I don't care I talk too much Momma say I failed in life I don't care I failed in life Daddy says I drink too much I don't care I drink too much People say I'm headed nowhere And I don't fuckin care Jimmy Johnson's gonna die Sarah Suzie's gonna die Everybody's dying slow I don't give a fuck though I'm only short like fifty bucks I couldn't give fifty fucks I could really use some help You can go and fuck yourself Everybody's gonna die Terror fallin' from the sky Mothers with they children cry And I could give a fuck why They say you'll never walk again Well go plug the Sega in I think somebody stole my truck Tell someone who gives a fuck The entire world is falling The entire world is falling The entire world is falling The entire world is falling How much do they charge in there? Wait a minute, I don't care I'ma shoot you in the face I'll tell you how the bullets taste Critics say you immitate I don't give a fuckulate 50 million people dying Awwwww I'm crying Tell me all the things you saw As if I give a fuck at all You see me sittin in the chair People dying even there Everything you saying to me Shhhhh, go right through me If I was to pick it up I'd have to give a fuck, and I don't I don't care nothin' bout it I can't do nothin' bout it I can't do nothin' for you I don't care nothin' bout it Rainforest burning down War and riots all around I'm inside like fuck 'em all What's the main event on RAW? Posion, mad cow disease Can I get that with double cheese? STD's steady spreadin' Bareback up in this neden I don't care The entire world is falling The entire world is falling The entire world is falling The entire world is falling I don't care nothin' bout it I can't do nothin' bout it I can't do nothin' for you I don't care nothin' bout it Everyday when I wake up All I really wanna do is die And go to the next phase Ground up flesh is consumed Everyone is gonna die... Fuck I ain't afraid to die Go on shoot me in the eye Do it see if I survive Give it to me point blank Better ""BANG!"" Did you hit 'em? Yes, and I don't give a fuck less Careful it's a dark night Give your money or your life Take 'em both for all I care Dump your bullets right here If you notice on the door Addicted crawlin' on the floor Ask me did I ever care? Nah... The entire world is falling The entire world is falling The entire world is falling The entire world is falling The entire world is falling The entire world is falling The entire world is falling The entire world is falling I don't care, I don't care I don't care, I don't care I don't care, I don't care I don't care, I don't care I don't care, I don't care I don't care, I don't care I don't care, I don't care I don't care, I don't care |
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from Insane Clown Posse - Featuring Freshness (2011) | |||||
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from Twiztid - Cryptic Collection, Vol. 2 (2002) | |||||
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from Insane Clown Posse - Featuring Freshness (2011) | |||||
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from Twiztid - Green Book (2003) | |||||
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from Twiztid - Freek Show (2004) | |||||
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from Twiztid - Man's Myth (Vol. 1) (2005)
The following program has been rated nc-17 by the riaa certification board.
No persons under the age of 17 will be addmited without parent or legal gaurdian. And now, the feature presentation. Fighting broke out over night between rival faction iniatial reports claim jet fighter bombed a guerilla base killing at least 49 soldiers and 13 civilians. I mean i was just sitting there and they walked up on my porch with a draft thats fucking insane i don't even know how to fight it Stand up for your country we need you to fight my war and i'm not gonna tell you what it's about It's more or less a mockery a hipocrasy of americas society I was just sittin' on my porch it came up out the field then there was a bright light Alien life forms do exist and there is recommended documentation proving the fact that they in existense and do live in outer space You can argue the points but the proof is there For the love of Christ we put our faith and our profit into our son I was told never to talk about what happened on that day when i was abducted (coughing) the courts and my lawyers suggested that i keep it to myself for a large cash settlemet Myth myth myth... This is not a test i repeat this is not a test you must take shelter immediantly any kind of cover you have seek it. This broadcast is on behalf of all of our safety God bless and god speed - we're all gonna die Right here we are sorted by the maker depending on the karma of the spirit shall reveal the destination |
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from Twiztid - Mutant Volume 2 (2005) | |||||
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from Twiztid - Cryptic Collection, Vol. 2 (2002)
It's a juggalo party
Every Hallowicked!! Put your axe up Every Hallowicked!! It's a juggalo party Every Hallowicked!! Put your axe up Every Hallowicked!! It's a juggalo party Every Hallowicked!! Put your axe up Every Hallowicked!! It's a juggalo party Every Hallowicked!! Put your axe up Every Hallowicked!! <i>[Jamie Madrox]</i> I love the way the leaves turn orange And pumpkins seem to be on each and everybody's porch But bitch, it's Halloween, I'm trying to raise the dead And anybody disagree can catch an axe in they forehead <i>[Monoxide Child]</i> Bitch, fuck Halloween, it's Hallowicked It's like a Live-Aid all on the stage for real killas Is you with us? Then keep your axe held high Cause trick-or-treatin's for fags bitch, we wanna die <i>[Jamie Madrox]</i> I can't afford a costume so I came as self All high and sweaty, just a picture of health Trick-or-treat, bag snatching ain't shit for the bitch Run these Pay Day's, Almond Joys, and barbecue potato chips <i>[Monoxide Child]</i> No more knocking on the door We moshing on the floor and shit And we ain't leaving till we heaving up some blood and shit Fuck a mothafucking Twix, bitch I'd rather roll with the clique of lunatics That's now known as TWIZTID!! <i>[Chorus 2x]</i> Tell me do you want the wicked shit? HELL YEAH!! Tell me do you want the wicked shit? HELL YEAH!! Tell me do you want the wicked shit? HELL YEAH!! Wicked shit! HELL YEAH!! Wicked shit! HELL YEAH!! <i>[Monoxide Child]</i> Every Hallowicked, it's another killing spree Chopping people up with the axe for hating me I got a long list to fill Some bitches and ex-friends I promise you the bitches'll die before the night ends <i>[Blaze]</i> I got a Hallowicked blunt to smoke with all of y'all My name is Blaze, let me introduce you to my chainsaw What it sound like chopping your neck Bullet holes in my chest Like a straight up vet I'm the dead body waiting to stick your ass up And fuck your ass up If you with me, throw your hands up And show your dead homie Blaze how you rock Hallowicked till infinity, the wicked shit'll never stop <i>[Jamie Madrox]</i> We get this bitch so high that my head is spinning Fuck every juggahoe is how the fuck I'm feeling This is some of that scary, it won't quit Juggalos, tell me do you want the mothafucking wicked shit? <i>[Chorus 2x]</i> Tell me do you want the wicked shit? HELL YEAH!! Tell me do you want the wicked shit? HELL YEAH!! Tell me do you want the wicked shit? HELL YEAH!! Wicked shit! HELL YEAH!! Wicked shit! HELL YEAH!! <i>[Anybody Killa]</i> It's my favorite time to haunt the streets Anybody Killa!! Snatching all your goodies and handing out bloody treats Fuck a costume, I'm scary enough Devil's Night, Hallowicked, get your axe, raise them up <i>[Monoxide Child]</i> I can smell the souls and the spirits And every Hallowicked when the clouds blow by, I can hear them Telling me to celebrate the dead for life And every Hallowicked night Stab everything in sight <i>[Jamie Madrox]</i> I love it when it rains every Halloween My nose running like a faucet while I'm steady trying to trick-or-treat Waggling my dick at every jack-o-lantern I see Until your mom gets mad and calls the cops on me Hallowicked is the only day of the year I get to be myself Instead of trying to be normal like you or anybody else Psychopathic in this bitch, you know how we ride Madrox, Twiztid for life, EASTSIIIIDE!! <i>[Chorus 2x]</i> Tell me do you want the wicked shit? HELL YEAH!! Tell me do you want the wicked shit? HELL YEAH!! Tell me do you want the wicked shit? HELL YEAH!! Wicked shit! HELL YEAH!! Wicked shit! HELL YEAH!! It's a juggalo party Every Hallowicked!! Put your axe up Every Hallowicked!! It's a juggalo party Every Hallowicked!! Put your axe up Every Hallowicked!! It's a juggalo party Every Hallowicked!! Put your axe up Every Hallowicked!! It's a juggalo party Every Hallowicked!! Put your axe up Every Hallowicked!! |
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from Twiztid - Man's Myth (Vol. 1) (2005)
Eternity for each and every one of us Will you withstand and see the face of St. Peter As he smiles and greets you with a warm welcome? Or will you decline to the likes of him? Who would have you spend eternity begging for mercy? The choice is yours. Do you care? You should. They do. [Jamie Madrox] No relation Or 2nd coming of dark spawn We're preparing a path for the children of Babylon In search of Zion Or a chemical release At least it gives us inner peace for a second so we can sleep Riddled by day dreams & puzzled by life All of us are running through darkness in search of the light As the demons disappear like phantoms in mirrors And reappear transformed in the form of your fears I got a feeling that you think it's a phony and far fetched Till you're devoid of all hope and virtually helpless It's necessary to never let it get worse than its gotten It'll go on forever even after your rotten And depending on the karma of spirit Dwelling in inner being Will determine eternity Unless you intervene With your man made destiny And the myth it withholds You will never find the light As long as your eyes are closed [Chorus] Are you going to hell or to heaven? Did you walk with the sinners Or pray with the reverend? Tell the truth I did a little of both And ain't no telling where I'm going Till my body's a ghost And we sing The whole worlds gonna hate me in the end When they're surrounded by nothing but the fire (nothing but the fire) You can lie, but you're soaking in sin When you die let you're karma begin From the beginning to the end [Monoxide] You can see all around you right So don't act like you don't recognize the light And in spite of all the things that you did and I forgive You will end up sitting where the devil lives I told you all in the beginning I would have the last laugh And your karma is the reason that you burn like gas And in the past I been known to be a little to passive But like I just said I'll be the last one laughing Hopefully this will all make sense When your looking through the fiery fence And I commence To keep walking through time With a list of these names That I guarantee their karma's gonna Burn in these flames So speak my name And hate me for what I'm saying But trust me I ain't playing I think you should start praying Hoping it starts paying off The poison that your spraying often Enough to really tick me off An' I bust [Chorus] Are you going to hell or to heaven? Did you walk with the sinners Or pray with the reverend? Tell the truth I did a little of both And ain't no telling where I'm going Till my body's a ghost And we sing The whole worlds gonna hate me in the end When they're surrounded by nothing but the fire (nothing but the fire) You can lie, but you're soaking in sin When you die let you're karma begin From the beginning to the end [Monoxide] Now you can do whatever you want to me But in the end your gonna burn like weed it may seem like he's working for me But I swear there's no ties Just a collaboration of your bullshit and lies And your demise will come when I rise like the sun And bring the drama with the muthafucking I'm the chosen one so all your guns are obsolete you better bring the devil when you think of fucking with me [Jamie Madrox] At the point where you cease an exist to be An clutch your fist in the state of the sight of your own grim reality It ain't nobody's fault but your own You had a choice in life now it's gone and it's time to move along You can float to the heavens where the angels fly away Or descend into gallows where atheists learn to pray Ain't no place you wanna stay so you better choose wisely Unless you wanna gamble with whatever might be [Chorus] Are you going to hell or to heaven? Did you walk with the sinners Or pray with the reverend? Tell the truth I did a little of both And ain't no telling where I'm going Till my body's a ghost And we sing The whole worlds gonna hate me in the end When they're surrounded by nothing but the fire (nothing but the fire) You can lie, but you're soaking in sin When you die let you're karma begin From the beginning to the end From the beginning to the end From the beginning to the end |
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from Twiztid - Mirror Mirror (2002)
Smoke a square and then prepare yourself
Monoxide, Monox-boogie, Mo-Diddy, Mo-Something Smoke something, smoke a square, smoke a square bitch Me and Violent, Me and Violent J I'm the wickedest of wicked and by far I'm destined for greatness Killing off you people hate this Now you can raise us in the top notch Mag or book And we still won't give you fags a look Bitch boy, I'm gay-bashing Come see my gun I never hated fags till I got sued by one (by one) My mental picture is painting me something ugly And I still don't understand how my hands got all bloody It's the Juggla! A juggalo role-model I stab people in the neck with a broken beer bottle And then you meet me and expect a nice guy You're lucky I ain't stuck a screw driver in your eye yet (hound dogs) When I sign an autograph, I see you chopped up in my tub, soaking in a blood bath With demons pissing on you like ROCK THE DEAD! (thoughts in my head) I'm getting glued the fuck out with my homie fucking Violent J And we don't give a fuck about nothing you fucking bitches say We speak the word and he unheard the mystify And when you see us, hug your momma and give her a kiss goodbye It's a long dark ride, where you going there ain't no holding back I'm the reaper in this bitch, there ain't no coming back My tongue in fact conceal a casket And spit some shit, so off the rip, it's a classic Shut the fuck up, when we speaking bitch Ain't yo mamma ever taught you shit We stab individuals in they fatal spots You got nine lives? Well I got 10 shots (yeah!) I remember when we first got started Clown paint and faygo, you thought we was retarded (whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!) Finally got you in the front row wilin Now I'm gonna do it again with Zug Izland I'm a axe holder, user, deep throater Wouldn't know a juggalo if I showed ya shadowless My reflection still casts a demon with green eyes behind stained glass I see spirits and I talk to people that ain't there They seem to vanish in thin air Why don't you get ghost homie, raise up While me and Violent J roll the weed and blaze it up (what?) Real ass juggalos is all I care about (who?) Fuck everybody else, and I don't want to hear about And I don't give a fuck if you know someone that's down I'll grab you by your neck and fling your fucking head around I won't sign nothing Fuck taking a picture Fuck shaking your hand, I'll pull you at me and hit you (plaw!) Then I kick ya fucking guts in until your ribs break There's your mutha fucking hand shake, bitch (bitch, bitch, bitch) |
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from Prozak - Paranormal (2012) | |||||
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from Twiztid - Cryptic Collection, Vol. 2 (2002)
<i>[Mr. Bones]</i>
Well lemme, lemme tell you, a lunatic escaped from the asylum I used to dig a hole for the body box, then I'd hide them In my backyard, another torture in the cellar A dwella A rather fucked up young fella Got bats in my belfry But nobody helps me An eye on my enemy Cause everybody wants to kill me I find myself in a bottle of liquor But is it quicker For me to stick her Or maybe I should stick you! What do I do? My mind is gone with the wind My mortal sin Is hidden with a friendly grin I don't know, what do you think? I can't see straight Ad I've had too much to drink Blink my eyes and try to find my soul I'm on a roll More like outta control Where's my soul? It must be on a higher plane I'm insane With all this butane In my veins Swing my head and search for a better half Everything's funny so I guess I start to laugh Substance abuse is taking on a new blend And I owe it all to my liquid friend They calling me a lowlife, drug addict, alcoholic son of a bitch I'm breaking my ass, I'm breaking my ass, making them dollars, trying to get rich I spend my loot on drug abuse and then enhance my state of mind My soul is in the sky I fly My altitude is very high I fall and crash in the graveyard with the dead A pale moon hangs in the sky, blood red Mislead by the demons that I see I got this paranoid delusion that everybody wants to kill me Flashbacks are in my mind, I walk along the wasteland The tombstones, the wind blows, and something just touched my hand I freeze up and can't even get a chance to blink Where's my liquid friend, because I need another drink You don't know how it feels to be me Radio and TV The strange things that I represent when you hear me Can you see what I can see The vision's getting blurry Future's looking dim so I'm starting to get worried Making the burn brings for tales of the dead Prince of pain that laughs In the path Of a terminal end The shadows falling demons begin to hide The dark dominion, the product of the flip side My mind, it bleeds tales of alcoholic dreams Light beams, drug abuse and crack fiends Substance abuse has gained a new blend And I owe it all to my liquid friend |
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from Twiztid - Mutant Volume 2 (2005)
<i>[Monoxide]</i>
Mixed up and I'm so confused I'm getting aggravated with a really short fuse And I'm having a conversating to show my cooperation They drag me to the station And they ask me about the time and place and I think they know I did it The evidence shows I did it They keep on asking me for the body But I forget where I hid it I get these black out spells And I don't remember much But I'm always at the police station Every time that I wake up They're yelling louder now The night has turned to dawn They said if I don't know him How the fuck did I have his sweater on They handed me a folder And told me to look inside These pictures had me in them And they put me at the scene of the crime And when I touched them all These visions came flashing back And I can see me standing behind I'm about to swing an axe And when he falls I see my body collapse And now that's all I remember I'm just stating the facts Change me, never wanna hate me All are gonna pray for the day that our worlds collide Save me We like to keep it crazy ruthless 'til it blows your brain We're not the average and that's why the call us strange Change me, hate me <i>[Madrox]</i> Oh the way the body reacts Sometimes as if there is no relaxing See the reaction, feel the impulse That runs through the body and stumbles across It crept inside of my head And a holy man pulled it up out of my mind Thinking of loving and constantly hating Consuming us all the time I'm worse if no better with pages and letters That change into words and become angel feathers I past upon broken wings hoping the open Then giving them wings to fly Away to the sky for a new piece of mind A chance to move forward while falling behind The time to get right, no more just getting by Do or do not, there's no reason to try Let it subside, I'm letting you know That things get mixed up like an antidote Take control of your body and soul And swipe it all for miracles And even if your mind's confused Then this is what you need to do You need to get that mixed up feeling Upside and from out of you I fell to the earth and got back up And shook that shit off eagerly I took a step and jumped to the heavens But my ups are humanly Angelie to the center But surrounded by society And all the while and everyone Is watching me so quietly Change me, never wanna hate me All are gonna pray for the day that our worlds collide Save me We like to keep it crazy ruthless 'til it blows your brain We're not the average and that's why the call us strange Change me, never wanna hate me All are gonna pray for the day that our worlds collide Save me We like to keep it crazy ruthless 'til it blows your brain We're not the average and that's why the call us strange <i>[Monoxide]</i> Considered by many people To be the equal of the anti-christ But those are the people of old generations Filling my life with bad advice Can he be right Well I guess I find out when I'm on the mic Press conference in the pentagon quick But still can't stop this child of the night Anonymous like a letter of anthrax Just to get my point across, I derailed an amtrak Fine line between genius, going through it And some one who's just doing it to prove that he's a lunatic Which one am I Well I won't know until I die Won't know until I'm walking on down Or floating in the sky Why should I be the same lame game You're use to I'd rather say some shit That'll burn a hole right through you I'm stranger than a stranger Knocking on the door In danger of himself And he's asking you for help And of course you turn your back on Anything a little different And that's why the aliens you saw Never exsisted Change me, never wanna hate me All are gonna pray for the day that our worlds collide Save me We like to keep it crazy ruthless 'til it blows your brain We're not the average and that's why the call us strange Change me, never wanna hate me All are gonna pray for the day that our worlds collide Save me We like to keep it crazy ruthless 'til it blows your brain We're not the average and that's why the call us strange |
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from Twiztid - Mutant Volume 2 (2005)
<i>[Madrox]</i>
I was looking for some shoes, and some brand new shorts And took a minute to relax, with some snacks in the food court I was half way finished, with my value meal When I spotted this little cutie, with some sex appeal I winked at her, she gave me a look like I'm a booger I thought "Bitch, I'd rather spend my money on a hooker" Then a bright idea, ran across my mind If I could swipe a manikin, I'd have a freak all the time No listening to her lip, no putting up with her shit No having her act a fool, the way them bitches get So I hid in the clothes rack, at "Frederick's of Hollywood" And waited until they closed, and it was all good I snatched this little fine ass, strawberry blonde With her ass jutted out, with nothin' but some sale panties on Alarms rang out, I ran to the ride And stuffed my new, lifeless sex friend, quickly inside <i>[Chorus x2]</i> I love a manikin, should I be panicking I don't know what's happening, but I love her I'm taking her home <i>[Violent J]</i> I went to this little traveling, carnival deal Nothing but a few games, a ferris wheel Haunted house, bumper cars, and a wax museum I went through it once, I'll never be the same She was waxy, sexy, smooth, and scratchable Hourglass titties, and ass was unmatchable I waited for us to be alone, and I kissed her Licked her wax neck, and started caressing her She don't get old, rosy red and pretty I'm sneaking her out of here, and taking her with me To my trailer in the woods, I laid her down gently I bent her arm upwards, accidentally I took a box cutter and I made an incision I carved out a little hole in her, for the neden It hit it, then I set her toes on fire And cried, watching her slowly expire <i>[Chorus x2]</i> <i>[Monoxide]</i> Everyday I see her, when I'm riding to work Look in the window, just a little shirt and short skirt Her eyes follow me, whereever I go And she's always in some brand new clothes, and a new pose Banging ass, and not a wrinkle to be found With a face like a doll, and she never makes a sound I bet she likes to talk, when she gets fucked But then she'd probably never shut the fuck up, with my luck She always seems so happy when I'm around And if it wasn't for this window, we'd be fucking on the ground I wanna take her ass home for keeps, she never sleeps I don't even think I seen her off her feet Tonight's the night, that I'ma get her I can't even take it anymore, when I see her, I start to shiver Lip quiver, with the butterfly stomach Leave the truck going, I'ma just grab her and start running <i>[Chorus]</i> <i>[Break (x2, Once during the chorus)]</i> Wanna touch her She's in my dreams Wanna hold her, kiss her I'm taking her home She's not real But I feel like I need her in my arms tonight, wrong or right I'm taking her home |
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from Twiztid - Green Book (2003)
<i>[Jamie Madrox]</i>
If everything is going my way Then why does it suck so much to be Eric Ritter today? I'm like the captain of the football team And every girl who's someone in my school, they wanna suck my dick or sleep with me I get big props, and high fives For them quarter back sneaks from the 30 yard line I never fuck with drugs, I only drink for the buzz I can handle my liquor, and my daddy is a judge And he looks out for me But what about the prom queen? It's been at least two weeks since she's been heard from or seen Susan Casada, her momma is a lawyer and her daddy is a doctor Her picture's in my locker Her body's in the lagoon, underneath the lily pads Glow from the moon, dark watery tomb Consumed the body, then pulled her below I wrapped her in my letterman coat and slit her throat Then I let go Loudest splash I ever heard And from that day forward I haven't spoken a word And from that day forward i haven't spoken a word......<i>[repeated again distorted]</i> <i>[Chorus x2]</i> The marsh lagoon So many wanna dump their dead in here Only the water Only the waters know what stories they bare <i>[Monoxide Child]</i> My name's not important You never thought you'd see the day when you would see me again But now I caught you I've been abused, confused but uplifted So I choose to keep this inside but that shifted to a hate that'd keep me alive Until your heart stops Then padlock your pine box and dropped it in a black marsh To Hell and back is where my mind has been And once upon a time I had a friend I thought I really could confide in Flashbacks of the touching Uncomfortable feeling Can't sleep much at night I'm crawling the ceiling Got me feeling like I'm sick and depressed Cause everybody that I told, they just laid it to rest But now I'm 25 And I'm sick of all the talking Now I'm stalking you, waiting by the door that you'll be walking through No disguise so you can recognize my face And all the shame and disgrace will be the reason I dismantle you I handle you like a candle Break you in half and then I laugh at you Soak you in gas and make you flammable I burned the body and I gathered the ash And then I sprinkle the lagoon every time I get the chance <i>[Chorus x2]</i> The marsh lagoon So many wanna dump their dead in here Only the water Only the waters know what stories they bare <i>[Violent J]</i> I got dark secrets Initially I told everybody One day I'ma snap and leave a crime scene bloody But they only think I'm playing I'm just a Dave from Donut Hut They always like "What up Dave Nut?" when I show up But that doesn't really bother me I suppose Yet there's a darkness inside of me Which eagerly grows When I was younger I murdered off some neighborhood squirrels And this abandoned garage was like my own private world Now it's "Honey, I had a bad dream again" I'm tripping Demons eating me alive and burning within I gotta feed it I roll down another dark street I'm trying to find something alive so I can smother out it's heartbeat I'm thinking a hooker You think I'm bullshitting? I reach for my leathers, but I only find my wife's mittens in the glove box Circle some blocks I pick the chick up, I let her suck the dick up, before I cut her neck up She kicked for a minute, not putting much in it I never thought I'd get this mad I'm glad I did it, I admit it Feel so much better, a neck wetter, a throat shredder I got blood on my sweater and I better not get a head, of myself The first matter is disposal of the body I found the perfect spot out past my Uncle Marty's It's some hidden lagoon where it be dark all the time I dumped her there and got on with mine <i>[Chorus x2]</i> The marsh lagoon So many wanna dump their dead in here Only the water Only the waters know what stories they bare <i>[Violent J]</i> Only the trees Only the fish Only the bugs And only the water Truly really know What happened that night When right went wrong That's how they got there <i>[Chorus repeats till the end]</i> |
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from Twiztid - Cryptic Collection, Vol. 2 (2002)
Murder, Murder, Mur...Murder
Murder Murder, Murder, Mur...Murder Murder First I plan my escape Nothing on papes and leave the scene without a trace I'm lookin' dead in her face But she don't see me I'm unnoticed I head straight to her bedroom window for better focus Hokus pokus I see the door's unlocked, I let myself in Head for her room, with plans of murder and mayhem There she go, there that bitch lay Living on this earth to my dismay Time to pay Palms are sweaty, I'm about to vomit I grab the knife out of my belt and jab it in her stomach Again, and again and now she's screaming 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 Ain't it a shame that it came to this Life goes on except for one less bitch Ain't it a trip? Murder, Murder, Murder You never heard of redrum in reverse Bodies in the hearse Now your life's gone cause we wanted you to die Time to kiss your ass good bye Don't ask why Murder, Murder, Murder You never heard of redrum in reverse Bodies in the hearse Now your life's gone cause we wanted you to die Time to kiss your ass good bye Don't ask why It was Tuesday, December 24th '97 Time on the clock 1:11 Thinking bout sending somebody to heaven Or the crossroads A fate of a soul lies in my hands I suppose Now I'm wearing dark clothes Parked on the side street Peepin out the scenery Make sure nobody seeing me As I move to the trunk of the stolen car Up to the back door with the crow bar So far the plans fool proof Called from the phone booth Got the message machine Nobody's on the scene Kicked in the backdoor, 1:34 Looking for the family dog Thor Kicked em in the jaw with the work boots Knocked a couple teeth loose Smacked em in the mouth with my empty deuce deuce Then I smile Break his neck and watch him piss on kitchen tile Never liked him since the day he tried to play me vile, And tried to bite me Stab a steak knife in his head So much for that man's best friend Now I'm all up in the place and In the bedroom masturbating Cummin on the sheets and pillow cases Fuck that bitch She's just a cunt and her mothers nothing but a slut Can't wait to seal her mouth shut 2:30 she returns home from work Nice blouse, tight shirt Business attire for this hooker for hire Threw the keys to the table, said baby are you home Didn't expect to see Bones we're alone And she's reaching for the telephone to call the police Strangled with the chord, 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 You never heard of redrum in reverse Bodies in the hearse Now your life's gone cause we wanted you to die Time to kiss your ass good bye Don't ask why |
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from Twiztid - Mutant Volume 2 (2005)
<i>[Madrox]</i>
You know that you can't buy your way into heaven All those things that you say With no feelings are you pretending to be When you try to be like them becoming less of you somehow And all the while in need of so many friends <i>[Monoxide]</i> But it just doesn't seem right, it doesn't feel good inside Some how you just wanna pause, are people living to die But it's just all an illusion and it's as real as can be I'm in a state of confusion, the change is still happening How can I change my life when all I have is pain Inside of me for all to see I'm gonna break my mind and try and smile again Outside of me for all to see <i>[Madrox]</i> The feelings that you feel keep you from being yourself You've become so wrapped up in your dirty world of Power and wealth you think you can have it all If you want it bad enough and that's probably true That's why there's so much hatred bottled up alive in you <i>[Monoxide]</i> But it just doesn't seem right, it doesn't feel good inside Some how you just wanna pause, are people living to die But it's just all an illusion and it's as real as can be I'm in a state of confusion, the change is still happening How can I change my life when all I have is pain Inside of me for all to see I'm gonna break my mind and try and smile again Outside of me for all to see How can I change my life when all I have is pain Inside of me for all to see I'm gonna break my mind and try and smile again Outside of me for all to see How can I change my life when all I have is pain Inside of me for all to see I'm gonna break my mind and try and smile again Outside of me for all to see How can I change my life when all I have is pain Inside of me for all to see I'm gonna break my mind and try and smile again Outside of me for all to see |
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from Twiztid - Man's Myth (Vol. 1) (2005)
<i>[Jamie Madrox]</i>
Daddy I'm high as a cloud floating looking to touch Anything soft enough I can bust my nuts on Like them average ass titties of yours Now I done seen many, many pairs of titties before But them titties right there look suckable to me With the nipple in the middle where the sucker supposed to be She got a kinda banging booty, kinda more not than so If I don't drop this load, my nuts are gonna explode <i>[Monoxide]</i> Now I'm stone sober in a room full of ugly All I want to do is get some ass tonight And if I, play my cards right and smoke this weed Then I'll be swimming in some ass like the tsunami And it won't matter if she, kinda looks like a he Cause as long as I stay high they're all dimes to me Bumping Ron Isley in the truck with the tree Getting high hoping this ugly bitch will fuck me <i>[Chorus]</i> Now you look like Madonna with a splash of J-Lo Mixed with Halle Berry and some Anna Nicole 'Cause when I'm smoking every girl I see seems to be So off the chain A little Gwen Stefani and some Fergie and Brittney Charlise Thereon with some Angelina Jolie Cause when I'm smoking every girl I see seems to be So off the chain <i>[Monoxide]</i> Sometimes we would get high in the back And there'd always be this girl with a super nipple rack And I, wouldn't hit it with a bat if I'm not stoned But fuck it since I'm high little ugly got boned I'm in the zone I'm high kinda trippin off of this Everywhere that I look's a fine bitch Goddamnit, I love this weed 'Cause every last bitch looks good to me <i>[Jamie Madrox]</i> Beauty is skin deep, and ugly is to the bone Ain't no reason that banging ass need to be having pants on I like that upside down heart that lives inside you g-string Packed to the max with needful things Like coochie and butt watch it jiggle and such As she walks by with that run way strut I'm mesmerized on how much ass calf n' thighs You managed to stuff inside them Levi's <i>[Chorus]</i> You look like Jenna Jameson and Vivica Foxy With a splash Viva Guerra and Beyonce 'Cause when I'm smoking every girl I see seems to be So off the chain A little Paris Hilton and some Gretchen Wilson With a splash of Ashlee n' Jessica Simpson 'Cause when I'm smoking every girl I see seems to be So off the chain <i>[Jamie Madrox]</i> Your lips are just so soft and supple I'm willing to bet the farm she got a tight moose knuckle I'm seeing so many turkeys that I wouldn't mind stuffing Like that one right here, I bet she like it rough and hard And if she wanna cuddle right quick Turn an indoor hoe into an outdoor trick Let her suck your dick in a public bathroom While there's other people on the side of you taking a dune <i>[Monoxide]</i> Now I'm walking through the mall And I'm high as the sun And I swear this bitch's ass is looking like a cinna-bun And then I go and get a pretzels from aunt Annie's Then I fell in love with her flabby fanny I'm getting outta here before my penis gets hard And I get thrown out by the security guards Feeling like a retard, I'm horny and high But I'm almost outta weed so I'm saying goodbye |
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from Twiztid - Green Book (2003)
<i>[Jamie Madrox]</i>
Put me on public display and showcase So there's an equal opportunity for everyone to hate me I know you think it's a lie and it's a scam Fuck the music, fuck the time, and fuck who I am From where I stand We digest shit like flies on trashcans Overseers of the east revive wanting pentagrams Time to open your mind The possess by the rhymers eventually how they wind up Damage, innocence isn't a friend So it's hard to overlook and pretend where it all started Half-hearted and semi-skilled Still today unfuckwithable and unreal Unbearable and unheard Unmentioned and disrespected I'm on levels and just worth Subtract doesn't rob us of our confidence But obstacles and booby traps are hateration nonsense <i>[Chorus]</i> Now on the other end of this microphone Is the problems of a man whose mind is fucked up And on the other side of the speaker spark Is a nation that don't give a fuck!(You think we don't care?) Now on the other end of the raps we spit You can see that we don't give a shit (I think you don't care?) And on the other side of the music we play I question if you still relate (Can you, can you relate?) <i>[Monoxide Child]</i> Now I been both parted and spit on Laughed at and hit on You never had a clue that you were fucking with a time bomb Now people see me on the streets and wanna talk But when I lived right down the block though it was never worth the walk And I ain't gotta talk, all I had to do was sit and listen Home in the dark hile you hope that I diminish And when I finish the judge will give me 20 years flat Cause I went up in the studio and murdered the track You got me pissed off and angry, you thought this would change me? You gotta come better than that, I ain't afraid see Your pitt bulls are dead and whe're the only dogs left instead To rightfully guide the mis-lead It's been 10 long years and all my blood, sweat, and tears It's the reason I'm standing right here Willing to die for mine, blinded by the shadows of crooks Another day another page in the book <i>[Chorus]</i> Are you ready? (Ready) See us for who we are we ain't have no worrie right here Are you ready? (Ready) Do you relate to the paint and what we're saying in the music that you claim to hear Ready See us for who we are we ain't have no worrie right here Are you ready? (Ready) Do you relate to the paint and what we're saying in the music that you claim to hear Ready See us for who we are we ain't have no worrie right here Are you ready? (Ready) |
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from Twiztid - Mirror Mirror (2002)
I've been evicted, erase me from the face of the planet
Cause your world got my outlook damaged My minds stuck inside a cycle of depression The reflection Can you feel me? Look in the mirror, tell me do you see clearly? They have it shattered and cracked, it's so crazy My minds stuck inside a cycle of depression The reflection Listen, I can make the crows talk And have you jumping out a twenty story building And come crashing on the sidewalk You can see it in my eyes cause I never blink And I can read it on your mind every time you think I'm the sick side of circling spells And I'm surrounded for the secrets of?? All the writings on the walls in the cave described us To decapitate the heads of the people who broke trust Beyond the nonbelieving Unforgiven by the sacraments of sin All the way from the beginning I keep spinning Good versus evil, who's winning? My mind state taking a beating and still grinning Underground and I'm buried alive I'm resurrected and reflected through the Juggalo eyes This ain't no fucking disguise This is the way that I look And it will all be explained in the book (in the book) <i>[Chorus]</i> I want you to touch the mirror, saying Twiztid inside your mind 17 times Would you survive in a world that's full of hate? Or would you live and love then die and be buried and then disintegrate? I want you to envision in the battle ground With a light from heaven if I give them hell of the sound Painted in the wind like the stench of the dead Angels with broken wings and devils with severed heads I want you to believe in the realm of the dark Where souls are rotten like teeth and withered like tree barks Screams can be heard, only faint in the sky Demons with false tongues and bright yellow eyes With his flesh being torn, by haunts and ghosts With a flock of ?? and unicorns The monster in the medicine cabinet grows clear Is it me or my reflection that I'm seeing in the mirror In the book (in the book) They'll all be explained in the book (in the book) <i>[Chorus]</i> |
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from Twiztid - Mutant Volume 2 (2005)
sometimes you stop to just take a breath you breathe in and yell and you get upset dont wanto change you just think you need a little time alone and away from me BUT IM NOT the only thing in the worrld thats in your wayy and i know its hard sometimes, you misunderstand all those things i say i dont need anything anymore to control me, put my addictions aside again and i dont need anymore anything to provoke me, wonder why i try again. i think that maybe this weight that i feels a side affect from tryin to balance my soul well i keep dividing it and hiding it from people who wanna provoke my bad side, and keep it from bubbling over into a land slide im medicated just hoping that it will slide by but sometimes i need to take a breath and i'll be alright up all night cuz all of this is gettin to me i know you probly wanto hit me but BREATHE with me... ive left my heart wide open while others laugh it off at any cost ive been deprived of thigs that people think are such an awful loss and ive lost the race and picked up the pace my timings off im well aware and i cant believe i say those things i say as if i just dont care i dont want anymore, all the greed is controlling the hunger never seems to end and i dont try anymore, so afraid of devoting and then i die inside again i think that maybe this weight that i feel is a side affect from tryin to balance my soul well i keep dividing it i try to get back up when i slip up but then new situations develop out the midst it kinda feels like breathin in exhaust fumes while exhaling the hate so many things gone bad it all seems to fade and i loot n pollute n contaminate the breathing air i take a breath of moderation AS IF I JUST DONT CARE BREATHE WITH ME as if i just dont care wont you breathe with mee as if i just dont care |
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from Twiztid - Green Book (2003)
[Jamie Madrox] What is it about a serial killa that attracts you? And makes this music that you can sharpen an axe to Taking you back through a hallway to a black room No walls or ceilings, just doorways to pass through You choose, chainsaws are always nice But razorblades and knives are way more precise When it comes to cutting, this shit here is an art And we finish what we start, that's what separates us apart From other motherfuckers, not saying no names But them other motherfuckers (Ain't family) And they say I'm sick, too sick Well how sick do you get? When you see a chest without a butcher knife buried in it Wait a minute, give me an axe I wanna smash your ribcage in half For every time you laugh on our behalf Will you let me another chance to redefine? The mind of a serial killa [Chorus x2] Serial killa K I double L A Fruit looped out of my mind like Godzilla (Kill) Serial killa (Killa, Killa) Torture and destroy (Killa, Killa) Serial killa (Killa, Killa) [Monoxide Child] Could it be the blood? Maybe it's the blood you like Or maybe it's my blatant disregard for life Most people are afraid to deny it But not me though I keep it old school like a mink coat Rusty blade, at least 12 inches With the tipped cracked off from stabbing to many bitches I'm digging ditches with a mental mind state Just slit up and get vicious within a dark place Throw ya mercy on the head of my axe And pray to God I don't split you in half like train tracks I can't control it, so I just put it in my music And hopefully other killas can use it Don't confuse it with the same old game Cause the shit that I kick could put a glitch in your mainframe Wicked to the bone I am And you can meet me in the dark if you think I'm playing, what! [Chorus x2] Serial killa K I double L A Fruit looped outta my mind like Godzilla (Kill) Serial killa (Killa, Killa) Torture and destroy (Killa, Killa) Serial killa (Killa, Killa) [Tech N9ne] Who's the real killa? Who's the motherfucka ya love and I hate But in the mist will fuck with real millas Trust ya bitch, we'll jock, you'll trip We'll shock with pistol cocked (This the shit to knock) Who am I? Amerikilla, gorilla, the Juggalizzle my nizzle With Psychopathic I'm rapping, we set to gangrene Killa killa, the realla, banana fanna I feela Nigga with a millimeter with the infrared beam [Jamie Madrox] The axe is family, and for the family I use the axe to separate your anatomy Ain't no being mad at me, the shit ain't even worth it I said I was a serial killa, not perfect It's not my fault that I can't be trusted And people like me aren't all disgusted Some will slit necks and into skull crushing And killing people over next to nothing motherfucker [Chorus 2x] Serial killa K I double L A Fruit looped outta my mind like Godzilla (Kill) Serial killa (Killa, Killa) Torture and destroy (Killa, Killa) Serial killa (Killa, Killa) |
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from Twiztid - Cryptic Collection, Vol. 2 (2002)
So whats up man this shit ain't goin down
Trust me, trust me I know her man itt's gonna go down just be cool, be cool She's never gonna buy that shit Trust me Alright look, Then I'ma go in there And I'm just gonna start freakin that bitch down She ain't gonna say shit watch <i>[Door opens]</i> Damn Tina you look mighty comfortable laying there naked You mind if I go ahead and pull my dick out Oh no, hell no You like that? I like to have my face fucked That really gets me going And I like what he's doing to me right now He's stroking my pussy really lightly Man there's all types of pussy rubbing and shit goin on What the fuck I'm supposed to do Fuck my face Man come on man This my hook up Come on man let me get that shit This is my hook up man get your ass away Come on man let me fuck her first This my shit Shut up, what I need is his cock in my ass Uhh uhh uhh you like it don't you? Let's get high and just fuck I'll hit you till you bleed And we could just blame it on the weed Little freak Sucking me off making my knees weak Rubbing my nuts when I cum making my voice tweak She makes me feel like a champion Late night when I call She knows what's happening I got a box of condoms and a mind full of tricks A freak just for fucking with my balls and my dick Get 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 pleasing's 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 ain't the same without the pain Bring the flavor bitch 2 on 1's not a problem So you can bring your girl And I can get the best of both worlds Fuck until I hurl Toes fell off, fuck a curl She kept nibbling my nuts like a squirrel I hit the weed and flicked the ash on her back Fuckin her friend in the face until her jaw snapped Oh shit, I can see her sucking on her tits And I can't help but notice 4 fingers in her clit She's a pro I thought I saw her pussy glow It could've been the sweat in my eyes I don't know for sure This freaks the shit for loving 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 me lady did you say you liked to fuck Drop my drawers to my ankles, give my dick a suck You like it rough? I can feel my shit swelling and expanding A one way trip down south, a crash landing 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 Go a long way just so I can grind you Got enough dick for Ms. McCarthy And the 50 single hoes behind her A side winder Never like the old timer Keeping hoes properly worked like Jane Fonda (Uh) My anaconda's got a mushroom cap An immense craving for your pussy cat Keep it moving like that My dick is hard as steel And I'ma freak that ass with some more sex appeal Tell me how it feel when I push it all in Eyes roll in the back of your head and you start to grin If sex was a sin then a wicked bitch you'd be With creepy ass titties and an eerie ass pussy So ride my broom stick until you hear me cum And school me on your methods of pink fun Yeah She ain't afraid to admit she likes dick 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 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 am saying Yo, this be the Shaggy Down with the Psychopathic Phamly Down with Twiztid G Know what I'm saying? And yo check it out, I don't give a fuck I like to get skins I don't know about you muthafuckas But yo I like em big I don't give a fuck what I like em skinny,bald,retarded,crippled Spines on their backs I don't give no fuck 800 pound-bitch come here sweetie I'm gonna fucking tie your shit in a knot And tap that shit Know what I am saying? Cause I love me some skins I ain't going nothing about it I'll hit a fucking 900 pound bitches neden from the back Know what I am saying? I'll wrap her legs backwards into a Boston crab And go to work Know what I am saying? Fuck that shit I ain't no fucking fag like that I like em stubbly so their whiskers tickles my balls When they suck my dick Know what I am saying? I don't give a fuck What, bring it on She ain't afraid to admit she likes dick 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 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 |
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from Twiztid - Cryptic Collection, Vol. 2 (2002) | |||||
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from Twiztid - Man's Myth (Vol. 1) (2005)
[Monoxide] Now I'm smoking like a chimney With the purple cush up in me I'm really on cloud nine I got aliens sitting with me So many seem to forget we will smoke until your eyes get peeled So every now and again we gotta remind ya about the smoker deal One, never smoke it brown and not if I don't break it down And three, if we ain't fucking don't be touching on my thunder now My mouth is getting dry and you see the veins in my eyeballs Looking like I just doused em in alcohol I light a Newport I'm also addicted to menthol And I'll be smoking till the coroner calls And my plants are all tall and fluffy And when I'm checking my buds I swear to god I start to dance like puffy I'm old school like a huffy and a set of roach clips And if you notice when you looking I get the resin on my lips I put a halfy in a paper and you'll never see it drip And I'll smoke it till it burns all the way down to my fingertips [Chorus] I'm so high And I'm never coming down, never coming down I'm so high Never ever gonna touch the ground (ground) I'm so high And I'm never coming down, never coming down And I'm never gonna come back down [Jamie Madrox] I'm so twisted and smoking Jane gets me lifted I sip hypnotic till my bladders full and I'm pissing I only smoke bammer if it's carefully sifted To avoid sticks and beans from splitting the seams If its weak smoke more What you think them zig zag packs Come packed with thirty two leaves inside for If your lucky enough to be blowing gan You better hit it like a pro and hold it as long as you can [Lavel] We get high like everyday We smoke weed like everyday We rather die then be dry So don't play So if you don't wanna smoke get the fuck out the way We get high like everyday We smoke weed like everyday We rather die than be dry So don't play So if you don't wanna smoke get the fuck out the way [Chorus] I'm so high And I'm never coming down, never coming down I'm so high Never ever gonna touch the ground (ground) I'm so high And I'm never coming down, never coming down And I'm never gonna come back down [Violent J] I'm fucking doing good I can afford my habit Seven hundred sack a cush watch me grab it I'm a fool like that Smoking in the parking lot outside a court I'll get you higher that the airport I know you trying to be a homie passing me that tree But you fucking with professionals and rookies get beat I fucking slap kids passing me the buster brown dust I get insulted leave you with your crown bust I fail piss tests and give a shit less And you're a fool like a mother fucker thinking you gonna hit this Back up off me softly you puke hitting mine Even if you catch a contact it's your quittin' time I'm riding with Madrox we smoking up mad blocks Rattling your street leaving smelling like Woodstock Get some hatchet in your life get some matches and light up A fucking plant with me, boy we family! [Chorus] I'm so high And I'm never coming down, never coming down I'm so high Never ever gonna touch the ground (ground) I'm so high And I'm never coming down, never coming down And I'm never gonna come back down Never ever gonna touch the ground (ground) I'm so high I'm so high I'm so high And I'm never gonna come back down [Outro] (Hello) Tina girl please tell me I'm awake cause I think I'm dreaming [Illegible] Oh I think I met my soul mate at the pulse last night honey (What!!!) He was adorable he was so drunk and so hot then I gave him one of those little things (Uh huh) He danced for me in his drawers girl [Illegible] Well yea he's sleeping right now he took me home (What!!!) Wooo he freaked me girl (Oh my god) [Illegible] Yes yea oh he's gotta wake up and take me home soon Cause girl I am starving and all he had in his fridge was some cheese and dough nuts And I finished that an hour ago so I'm gonna have to wake him up (You're gonna wake him up!!!!) OK I'll call you then (K) Bye girl [Click] [Creaking and groaning] Honey boo you gotta get up, wake up honey you gotta take me home. (I smell some --) You remember me right? (Hey who the fuck is you?!) (No you didn't! No you didn't!) (Did you rape me?!?) [Crying] You don't remember me!!! (Wait a minute get outta my house!!) (Are you a man? Wait a minute: What part of the game is this man?) |
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from Twiztid - Green Book (2003)
<i>[Monoxide Child]</i>
Speculation has it, that I'm the freakiest one I like to rip out my tongue and spit the black magic And I'm supposed to be fucking some crack addict without a rubber? And I already got a baby by her mother? They say I'm a sci-fi wizard of sorts And my momma, she was a banshee, she was drowned by the courts They say my little brother Jamie, he's dead and in a grave, and I'm all alone and afraid And everything I gave has been so underestimated, I've been hated by generations For having conversations with people who didn't make it How could I fake it? I'm a monster, remember me? The weirdo with the axe, from another galaxy I keep a blender in my kitchen filled to rim with the blood And spit suspicions of me drinking it up So it's fucked, scatter stones, get out my Kool-Aid I'm blasting away from all you haters Hit me up on my two-way <i>[Chorus x4]</i> Besides some bullshit falling down I'm okay <i>[Jamie Madrox]</i> Speculation has it that I'm a drunk and a drug addict A shit talker, always trying to start static A borderline faggot, with long fingernails Either that or he's a coke head, but I don't think he cares Speculation has it that I have already engaged in sexually fantasies with me and Gwen Stefani A video taping, internet downloads Speculations is called is the one who gets boned I can't escape it, mistake it, or fake it out Look you in the face as if I don't know what you talking about Speculation, you heard I don't spit on no bodies shit, but no, don't hate me Many mouths to feed, and many personalities, and me looking to get P.A.I.D Is it a lie or is it true? You can put that on our skills they stay snug like my Batman suit <i>[Chorus x4]</i> Besides some bullshit falling down I'm okay <i>[E-40]</i> Smash the flash I have the plastic backing Speculation, hateration, me and Twiztid don't give a ... Mistaking, papered up, smashing independently With a dedicated ass fanbase, and don't a mothafucka hear from me Speculation, see they just don't know I be rapping too fast, they be listening too slow I be spitting sluggish E-40 be spitting thuggish E-40 be representing the bottery up in the cop, got the dirt popping Ain't no stopping a pimp Walk with a limp Elbows on bimp Flopping on hips Sipping on sip, sipping on sip Dipping and skating and bounce to this shit Me and Twiztid be twisted Me and Twiztid be gone Me and Twiztid be blisted Me and Twiztid be stoned Gone on our head, dead, dead wrong Smoking turtle, beating on our chest like King Kong Conversating acting and poking, that's how it's hanging today Trying to persuade this liquor into giving me brain <i>[Chorus x4]</i> Besides some bullshit falling down I'm okay |
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from Twiztid - Mutant Volume 2 (2005)
Im not here now, gimme a call back, leave me a message
tell me what the fuck is goin on, Alright peace. Oh my god, I just had a fuckin' dream about this shit called 'Stardust', dog. Me and you are gonna change the world, We're gonna be the new Ron Popeil. Our commercials on every channel, I'm telling you this shit is fuckin'.... And did uh, Lavel call you talking about a place to stay or something? I think he said he's gonna kill his moms, man call me back dog. <i>[Madrox]</i> Step right up, ladies and gentlemen have a seat I'm about to show you a product, everyone is sure to need This product I have right here, is small and light in weight And can be concealed in any handbag or briefcase Stardust We're not sure just what it does But the response has been overwhelming, from clients that tell us "If it wasn't for this here product and so on...." Man, there's so many letters, and they go on and on It's a miracle in a bottle, and it sells itself If you got problems in life, this here product can help This opportunity is golden, I'm holding in my hand The key to a brand new life, for those who have a shilling or two And been compelled by the product And intrigued, about what it can do for you Honest, it's the last case I got, and when they're gone, they're gone Take a chance with stardust, it'll fix whatever's wrong <i>[Chorus x2]</i> Nothing can be better than this It only cost what you're spending on it It's absolutely not a hustle or fraud You're either buying, or you're moving along <i>[Monoxide]</i> What's this ya ask, I can't say 'Cause what I'm selling here today, effects each in a different way And I'd be glad to give you a little sample, but a dabble isn't ample And plus if people see, then I get trampled Grab hold of my hand ma'am, and walk with me Don't go hiding in the back, and try to talk to me I can see 'em start to well up in your eyes Like raindrops falling from the sky, give it a try And how about you, Ain't ya sick of being picked on for nothing? Well I'm gonna tell you what to do, Ain't you sick of being pushed, hit, kicked, and even spit on Well get you some of this, and then tell them haters to get on Now I been living off the stuff, That we been selling for some time now And look at me, I'm finer than a line now I didn't come to pull the wool over your eyes, But if you're looking for a change, then it's finally arrived <i>[Chorus x2]</i> <i>[Madrox & Monoxide]</i> Come with us as we embark, on a tale of a salesman-slash-hustler 'Cause if you got money, you're a potential customer Have you ever seen something unbelievable in your life? Probably not, but people are ready to buy Anything, from anybody, any time at all Snake oils, wristwatch, stardust, he got it all And it's all half off, and everything has to go It's a limited time offer, 'cause funds are running real low Before you wake up, we're already gone On our way, another town, another story evolves And it's been done for so long, that I don't even feel wrong It's second nature, it's as easy as just walking along I never tie myself down, to anything I couldn't leave In less than twenty seconds, and believe I won't forget it, I'm just a hustler, you can trace it in my bloodlines Ask them for the name of the greatest, I bet they say mine <i>[Chorus (repeats)]</i> |
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from Twiztid - Mutant Volume 2 (2005)
<i>[Madrox]</i>
Uplifting, uprooting the veins of the tree So many branches have withered and dieing so slowly And only confusion and common delusion Can be the result of the path that you're choosing To walk or to run under the moon or the sun Taking of space, being a star or trying to become one We're undone meaning that we're yet to finish We got many more albums before our title's diminished or relinquished On to the game for the young cats to eat up Until then we're holding it down throwing the east up Piece up what's left of my so called mind And put my pen to the paper and rhyme Oh shit, no shit You ain't got a notion for that shit We're under water and wondering how wet we can get We're soaking to the point that we're out spoken Now I think I got your mind open, can we come in Starve your fear, feed your life You'll find that you might Be completely different all together And then you'll decide which one you like better Starve your fear, feed your life You'll find that you might Be completely different all together And then you'll decide which one you like better <i>[Monoxide]</i> I'm not afraid I'ma go to work with a gauge And with the help of a barricade I'ma make the front page I'm not afraid but when the TV keeps playing I can see faces of people and the voices keep saying Starve your fear, feed your life Let me see you mother fuckers deal with that shit every night I wanna see one of you walking in my shoes And in less than six seconds you'll be begging To take them off and be you I'm never alone and clone drones that look like me But to follow every move that I make is not likely Don't take it lightly This shit is heavy like a gang of fat bitches Who love to wear their clothes tightly I'm more afraid of myself than anything else This world can hurdle at me Disease, war and slap me if I'm going in another direction I can't help it when I get to disecting I get infected Some times it takes control of you No one knows what you're going through Be completely different all together And then you'll decide which one you like better Some times it takes control of you No one knows what you're going through Be completely different all together And then you'll decide which one you like better Starve your fear, feed your life You'll find that you might Be completely different all together And then you'll decide which one you like better Starve your fear, feed your life You'll find that you might Be completely different all together Starve your fear, feed your life You'll find that you might Be completely different all together |
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from Twiztid - Man's Myth (Vol. 1) (2005)
[Monoxide] I want everybody listening now to say this Twiztid is the muthafucking shit And everybody else who feels that I'm a little out of line Come see me when you hitting rewind and you will find That I'm an ex-con serial killa axe wielding for real-a big gorilla As I walk in the shadow of death I bitch slap his ass and then I light a cigarette I told you all I'm addicted to drugs and weird sex And putting holes in the back of your neck carnival reject Respect like you do to don dada when you see me give your boy a holler Got the world in a shock collar like a rotweiler on the loose Running trains on your girls caboose Don't believe in the truce we gonna fight until somebody here dies I been here since 1865 and no lies [Chorus] This is the story of our lives Come and take a look at my eyes Keep it real and tell me no lies We've been waiting for you Here we go This is the story of our lives Come and take a look at my eyes Keep it real and tell me no lies We've been waiting for you [Jamie Madrox] We came through the door kicking that bitch off the hinge We was knocking but wouldn't nobody let us in It's the incredible edible white chocolate rappers We came on the scene busting the cabbage patch backwards D-I-T-Z-I-W-T we were born connected at the hip like Siamese twins We coming out with the underground sound And one finger on each hand and you can count them [Monoxide] Fuck everybody here man it's not about them And tucked inside of my bag is a problem Underground feel the ground shake Feel it vibrate watch your girl gyrate We can move the whole world if we choose But instead we kick the wickedest blues And I refuse to lose the demographic of the people Who choose to put there hearts inside the black magic [Chorus] This is the story of our lives Come and take a look at my eyes Keep it real and tell me no lies We've been waiting for you Here we go This is the story of our lives Come and take a look at my eyes Keep it real and tell me no lies We've been waiting for you [Jamie Madrox] We write voodoo sayings on the fronts of t-shirts So that when people read 'em they will become creatures Twiztid still coming with the ultra man flow That'll linger in your brain and constantly echo We ain't in it to be rich we're in it to reach folks And change life and put you up on shit you ain't know That's about it you're in the midst of some maniacs Who will unload a microphone on your dome as if it's a gat So conceal the unreal if the fruit is mass appeal We're the worms eating our way from under the apple peal With all juice and no pulp fiction No dollar ninety nine a minute for our predictions We smash mics like with the rhymes we recite Keep this mutha fucka hype from now till sunlight Now do you really need a shovel to dig it And with a flip of a coin we can be righteous or wicked [Chorus] This is the story of our lives Come and take a look at my eyes Keep it real and tell me no lies We've been waiting for you Here we go This is the story of our lives Come and take a look at my eyes Keep it real and tell me no lies We've been waiting for you We've been waiting for you We've been waiting for you We've been waiting for you We've been waiting for you |
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from Twiztid - Man's Myth (Vol. 1) (2005)
<i>[Intro]</i>
You never listen to me! I can't fucking take this shit anymore! You fucking asshole, I'm taking the baby and fucking leaving you Fucking hear me, motherfucker? <i>[Madrox]</i> Every time I leave, my heart is torn apart And every time I see these things, you know I wanna start to change You can feel it like rain, falling down from the sky And mixing with tears falling from out of my eye It's no surprise that my life is similar to a roller coaster Filled with ups and downs, I won't enjoy it till the ride is over Probably not, but it's okay forget it, skip it anyway My feelings are irrelevant to anything we do or say Now, it's not that I don't trust you, and my love is infinite I tell you every chance I get so you will never forget So you can miss me with that shit That you be saying in them arguments Throwing around possessions and destroying our apartment There's nothing that would happen that we couldn't talk about But lately we've been riffing instead of trying to talk it out I said I would never leave you and I still feel the same But it's killing me inside to fathom that your feelings have changed <i>[Chorus]</i> Now you can think me bad for the things I do But you don't understand, it's not all about you I sit and think through times of how we came to be And come to realize, you're nothing like me, now I see <i>[Monoxide]</i> I know I told you when we met that I'm a weirdo I got a lot of problems trusting other people I'm filled with evil that leads me into darkness And when I start this, you'll probably say that I'm heartless And your remark is "I hate you!", hear her car skid She's standing in the door, crying, bitch, that's our kid! Your Daddy loves you, baby, your mom's a crazy lady She's saying all of these things in an attempt for you to hate me I never meant for her to leave us like she did But really, I can't blame her, cause I know that I'm a dick I got some issues that I know I need to deal with But so do you, don't act like that, at least just keep it real with me And we can make it feel so surreal Like I'm dreaming, but instead you pack your bags Give me the finger and tell me you're leaving I know these demons are gonna come get me So forget we ever met I hope you don't mind if blood dripping all over my neck <i>[Chorus]</i> Now you can think me bad for the things I do But you don't understand, it's not all about you I sit and think through times of how we came to be And come to realize, you're nothing like me, now I see I never said that I would I never said that I would I never said that I would leave you I never said that I would I never said that I would I never said that I would leave you |
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from Twiztid - Mutant Volume 2 (2005)
Mutant genes cross-splice as horrible creatures of the night
Devour and feed on any cowards in sight Apocalyptic grin, there's a monster coming out from within Eyes change from white to black and crimson Sickness pumps through the arteries as hunger starts to take control And swallows what's left of your soul Go you feeling like a creep As you catch a glance of your reflection In the puddles of blood from beneath your feet Don't look again cause you might die from fright You might see something so scary that you block your sight You can't control your impulses The hunger is overcoming everything Nerves are twitching And your heands are constantly shaking Follow the herds with hundreds crawling the streets Feeding for thirst some are hurting so bad they only scream Like you will when that day comes if you can just stay calm You might make it through the transformation of civilization <i>[chorus]</i> A new civilization has been reborn The fall out caused man to become deformed Open sores on our arms and our legs Looking like they've been infected with a horrible plague Washed ashore Face buried in about six inches or more And my reflection, horrified and inside I can feel it, it aint right And i think i might of died Just spotted so i raise both hands And god it would be good if they can help me understand Running towards me and its all pretty blurry But i can tell their all coming in a hurry And i stand up Ran up a little further so i can get a better look at whatever It is am i on sedatives Cant control it so im running like a zombie People all around me and im thinking Let the monster out The sight of me is so disturbinly distorted That ya conscience can't afford to let it breathe so its aborted Am i the product of a cloning gone wrong Created trhough all the breedings of a social crosswalk <i>[chorus]</i> A new civilization has been reborn The fall out caused man to become deformed Open sores on our amrs and our legs Looking like theyve been infected with a horrible plague A new civilization has been reborn The fall out caused man to become deformed Eat the living to survive the pain Because the hunger is the ohly thought inside your brain |
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from Twiztid - Mutant Volume 2 (2005)
<i>[Monoxide]</i>
They'll probably tell you he's a drunken asshole And then say it with such conviction you'll believe them and I know I sit and listen to all the little drama All the who's baby mama, who's addicted to blah, blah, blah Who gives a fuck it's probably all a big lie A way to get the people talking and walking to get in line A way to keep the name going but sometimes it backfires And then everybody but you is nothing more than a liar You hire lawyers and I watch and read about it for weeks While the media transforms and digs deep And you believe the media so much That your opinion is now a fact regardless of what they told us The jury's back and everybody's on the edge of their seat They read the verdict and it says not guilty And you expect that we believe in what you say When everything that you been saying is nothing more than a fake The truth will set you free It's all false to me, things ain't always what they seem to be The truth will set you free Take a look around, look on they face, they as confused as me The truth will set you free It's all false to me, things ain't always what they seem to be The truth will set you free Take a look around, look on they face, they as confused as me <i>[Madrox]</i> We smoke light green when we meditating Newports when conversating Asian carpet woce so well it keep us levitating Like Aladdin but we're stealing souls like a reaper Look into my eyeball ring we both see you Dilated and intergrated mixed with the madness All traps and no cheese creates sadness And if this is life, am I living in a maze Feeling like Jimmy Hendrix always seeing purple haze But what a beautiful color for such a delusion Government trying to clone suckas with cell fusion Now tell me what is that, stealing individuality Beefing up the army all brawn with no mentality Can you see through the face like cellophane We're the voice in the back of your brain tucked away But your sanity is such a lie Don't believe me mother fucker, open up your eyes See what's going on The truth will set you free It's all false to me, things ain't always what they seem to be The truth will set you free Take a look around, look on they face, they as confused as me The truth will set you free It's all false to me, things ain't always what they seem to be The truth will set you free Take a look around, look on they face, they as confused as me <i>[Madrox]</i> You need to check your surroundings it's so commercialized Got to have the name brand shit to enhance your shine, is it civilized Seems more human than human seeing the mutant alive Breathing inside the music And the truth is only what they want you to know Because they know too much would break control And cause an overload in your perfect humdrum so predictable Reality of life where everything is fictional <i>[Monoxide]</i> Organized like La Costa Nostra Bring the truth like Carl the Tooth, it's game over Slang yola weed and that boy liked to worship satan The dark arts were like toys Ouija boards and all kinds of little demons Being sent into this world from my poisonous semen If you believe in anything you heard I just said Then before the song is over everybody will be dead The truth will set you free It's all false to me, things ain't always what they seem to be The truth will set you free Take a look around, look on they face, they as confused as me The truth will set you free It's all false to me, things ain't always what they seem to be The truth will set you free Take a look around, look on they face, they as confused as me The truth will set you free It's all false to me, things ain't always what they seem to be The truth will set you free Take a look around, look on they face, they as confused as me The truth will set you free It's all false to me, things ain't always what they seem to be The truth will set you free Take a look around, look on they face, they as confused as me |
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from Twiztid - Mirror Mirror (2002)
> [Monoxide Child]
I can see him walking into class They are all staring and at some point a couple motherfuckers start to laugh They're talking about me, but they do it to they friends Cause they all afraid of what's gonna happen in the end Now my ears keep ringing only meaning that the Devil sings And preys on broken wings I'm not a new thing. consumated out of faith I've been assembled and created by all of the things you hate I'm uncontrollable but still I get the last laugh I got your president's head inside my garbage bag Be alarmed everybody cause the bird's out My last warning was last year, the words out I take revenge of the american mute And fire bomb on your campaign boost from house roots And that's the truth as only Twiztid can tell Make sure it's all covered cause the world is Hell [Chorus x2] The world is Hell I'm hearing what you're saying But you're faking all that hoping and staying as if its changing The world is Hell But change must come from within Speaking your mind is that another sin from within? [Jamie Madrox] Let's begin with the way that we act death and destruction Lies, with an axe killing is a function Taught by the world that they're better than the mind That through television to the age of 9 is solidified Little time bombs just waiting to explode On the whole world turning the world into a hole And it's your fault so many young are dumb And turn to drugs and be like ""fuck an education"" The homeless starving, strung out and dying Eating out of garbage cans barely surviving A lost generation Stuck somewhere between the real And the mind and imagination Some call it Hell Living life everyday, maybe this is Hell Evil's everywhere and anyway if you're good you'll go to Heaven And if you're not you'll be destined to stay alive till the year 2057 [Chorus x2] The world is Hell I'm hearing what you saying But you're faking all that hoping and staying as if its changing The world is Hell But change must come from within Speaking your mind is that another sin from within? [Esham] What's the price of betrayal? Pushing D12 through Hell Time'll tell if I'm nailed to a cross like Christ Murder's on the mind of many mothafuckas at night Stevie Wonder wouldn't wanna see the shit that's in sight The World is Hell, the day the Twin Towers fell The day the Titanic set sail, the anthrax mail But who you gonna tell? Nobody's listening nitro-glycerin Pistols popping and bullet's whistling, the music's twisted Helluva heavenly, for ever but don't miss it The World is Hell, two blocks away from where I sleep Now I lay me down to sleep, my soul the angel's they keep The World is Hell... The World is Hell... [Chorus x2] The world is Hell I'm hearing what you're saying But you're faking all that hoping and staying as if its changing The world is Hell But change must come from within Speaking your mind is that another sin from within? [Basketball Head] Oh yeah that's right ladies and gentlemen The only station playing your hot hits Twiztid, and Esham, ""The World Is Hell"" remix Right here on W Hot Mix FM 108.4 On ya hot ass dial, that's right And we giving away 2 pairs of tickets To the R. Kelly, Michael Jackson concert It's gonna be live down at the ""Come on in, and Touch 'Em, Feel 'Em, Grab 'Em"" Hotel Ya gotta be 18 and under with no ID required Without further ado, we gonna get into some more music right here on... |
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from Twiztid - Mutant Volume 2 (2005)
[Monoxide]
Chain smoking and heart broken I'm focused Brain blowing I start showing I'm hopeless Heroine is my new name and I'm the dopest Shit you even shot in your veins and chose to notice No remote so don't try to control this Haywire put me on the screen and I explode It's one, two, three, worldwide threat Fuck with us we'll have you're girlfriend x-ed [Madrox] It's the multiple man and I'm duece in line With a gauge to your dome about to free your mind Before pimping was a hustle we was on the grind Between fame and power it's a thing line, give me mine We outside looking for a way in bitch Trayside representing to the mother fucking finish You don't want none, we got guns like C. Hesston And quick to lay you flat on your back without a question One, two, three, throw up your sign It don't matter where you're from, everybody can ride One, two, three, throw up your sign It don't matter where you're from, everybody can ride One, two, three, throw up your sign It don't matter where you're from, everybody can ride One, two, three, throw up your sign It don't matter where you're from, everybody can ride [Blaze] What you staring for, are you loked out like me First up to bat with a forty it's Colton Grundy Kick the dirt off my cleats, keep my hand on my heat 'Cause my life is the game and I live for the streets Yes sir, you don't want to catch no strays From the other end of my AK when it sprays Base hit, spill somebody's blood on the pavement Buck willin', you know how them thugs get [Monoxide] If you don't know how it came to be Verbel attack from the likes of not one but three M.C.'s And it stands for malicious cobras Hot tracks locked and loaded we show no love One, two, three, triple threat like fuck any set Three fingers in the air is how we represent it We came for the pennant, the crown and the thrown And if you act hard, hell yeah, bitch it's on One, two, three, throw up your sign It don't matter where you're from, everybody can ride One, two, three, throw up your sign It don't matter where you're from, everybody can ride One, two, three, throw up your sign It don't matter where you're from, everybody can ride One, two, three, throw up your sign It don't matter where you're from, everybody can ride [Madrox] You can't stop this onslaught off the chain And this side of ours is so deranged And you don't wanna try your luck Guaranteed first wrong move be the one to get you fucked up [Blaze] Two double o five and we keep shit live Every day ain't nothing you can do or even say You know what, fuck Shane Douglas, we the franchise Save your time sitting and praying for our demise [Monoxide] We taking over like Sheed in the paint With a dunk nuts all in your face, I'm first place Legendary for the scariest shit you ever heard To the point they wanna ban us from you're local suburb [Monoxide, Madrox, & Blaze] Three, two, one, threat representer It's hard to be right when you're left of center And can't nobody out there do it any better No matter how many beats and rhymes they muscle together One, two, three, throw up your sign It don't matter where you're from, everybody can ride One, two, three, throw up your sign It don't matter where you're from, everybody can ride One, two, three, throw up your sign It don't matter where you're from, everybody can ride One, two, three, throw up your sign It don't matter where you're from, everybody can ride East side, north side South side, east side West side, north side South side, east side West side, north side South side, east side West side, north side South side, east side |
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from Twiztid - Mirror Mirror (2002)
Through your eyes you think we're all the same
Through your eyes we're all the same Through your eyes you think we're all the same Through your eyes we're all the same <i>[Chorus (2x):]</i> Through your eyes you think we're all the same (Tell me can you see me now?) Through your eyes we're all the same (t-t-t-t-t-t-t-tell me can you see me now?) I'm an optical illusion Your expectations of me awaiting stone like Medusa Lashing at me ripping out my mortal being But your foundation is flimsy and slowly crumbling Everything has an end Now let's pretend that pipe dreams are made of medicine Make me feel better again Made me feel better than them Or true or false sitting together again I can't despise the way you capitalize On situations the way you always seem to It's been a surpise the way you speak those lies Reassuring and convincing me that I'm somebody, too But I'm not See, you wouldn't comprehend this Insignificant magic deep within, inside But you wouldn't realize That if I was looking through your eyes then I would wanna die <i>[Chorus (2x)]</i> I need the bogs and jungles and planets that you ain't never heard of Sit with gorillas in the mist and blaze the herb up My thoughts are fixed with a 12 gauge My skin is all covered in paint from head to toe trying to hide me from the sun rays My wicked ways will be death of y'all My reflection is your curtain call Bless me father, hear us all My contemplations premeditated I'm heavily medicated Into the underground is what I'm dedicated I can't handle so I blaze the weed And I give a fuck less bitches if ya hating me Just wait and see in turn full circle on the bottom again Lookin up watching all the clouds Turn purple, like your back ass out I thought I told y'all motherfuckers, bitch we don't die <i>[Chorus 2x]</i> I ain't the one to blow your head off to the scapegoat The one you bitches blame cause you sinking in your boat Bitch I slit your god damn throat And leave ya twitching Twiztid ain't the reason why yo ass bullshitting <i>[RADIO]</i> Them scared of playing us Underground bitches, it ain't no love for the famous Get your ropes cut quick, low maintenance Sitting in the dark and I ain't got to make the playlist Effortless excuses (my bad) For why they don't saturate situations for they nooses And who are we to go and call you out? We done heard all the stories and don't what the fuck they talking about I'm not a puppet, so don't pull my strings I don't need nobody trying to hold me, console me, control me, shit You're the one trying to change me, make me into something that I'm not <i>[Chorus (4x)]</i> |
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from Twiztid - Green Book (2003) | |||||
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from Twiztid - Cryptic Collection, Vol. 2 (2002)
<i>[Mr. Bones]</i>
Depending on the weather, or whether or not I bust you with these lyrics The rhythm is imbedded in the bass drum, can you feel it? Nod your head so I know you're down with me When I'm spitting and preaching on my philosophy Can I begin with a fuck you To all of you Mothafuckers talking shit about me and and my fucking crew My mind's in space like an astronaut I'm weighing in a little bigger than a mothafucking juggarnaut I'm on the edge, down to fold ya Like a soldier I'm crazier than Ray Liotta I thought I told ya Now I'm here To paint my lyrics on your ear drums Your brain is the canvas Cannibus I smoke some Get dome Ill is my mindstate I demonstrate Performance and skills derived from my lyrical traits I pack the formula to styles like a chemist Balancing the chemicals and imbreed pecimisst My appearal, black hat, black shirt Getting more pussy than Captain Kirk My fame comes and goes like the threat of war Ready the troops, feel the wrath of my sword My tongue cuts your mind with the depth of a razor Picking off the target with the infrared laser Breakdown, because I'm ticking like a time bomb Paranoid, schizophrenic, nervous, never calm I feel the tension of life, no other way to relieve Unless I stop for a second and I breathe.... <i>[Chorus]</i> See how it sounds, a little unrational See how it sounds, a little unrational See how it sounds, a little unrational A lot of MC's like to use the word dramatical <i>[Mr. Bones]</i> Another dimension I never hesitate to mention About the Retro Horror Music plus the brain dead; it causes tension Inside of my mind because I'm blind to the facts Of the truth Troubled times equal pain in a nigga's youth Shoot On my boot For a needle in my vein Feel the shockwaves travel straight to my brain And I might be tripping up off the flashbacks Pessimistic rhyme Plus the mind Causes heart attacks Artifacts Covered with dirt In the ground is the bones Fossils of the past Follow the path to my haunted home Once again it's on Cause I come back from the grave Diobolical mind in '96, I'm on the rave Can you contain the metamorphosis of evolution Eardrums pounding from my loud noise pollution Confusion I got more power than Ultraman and Shazzam Dramatical Yes, I'm unrational <i>[Chorus]</i> See how it sounds, a little unrational See how it sounds, a little unrational See how it sounds... <i>[Mr. Bones]</i> Motivated by the rhythm To bring life to the instrumental Taking my abstract sound to another level And bringin' forth the lyrics that you can't fuck with And if you smell something stanking, that's me, cause I'm the shit Check the hit A lyricist is my profile Leaving suckas stanking while I'm stepping in the meanwhile No smile Because I'm known to be able This wicked Pass me the microphone and watch me kick it As I dazzle the crowd and compile the rage With the speed and agility of a hurricane I'm the man, you know that I'm dramatical Peep this shit, yo, the tune is unrational <i>[Chorus]</i> A lot of MC's like to use the word dramatical See how it sounds, a little unrational See how it sounds, a little unrational See how it sounds, a little unrational A lot of MC's like to use the word dramatical See how it sounds, a little unrational See how it sounds, a little unrational See how it sounds, a little unrational A lot of MC's like to use the word dramatical |
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from Krizz Kaliko 4집 - Kickin` & Screamin` (2012) | |||||
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from Kottonmouth Kings - Mile High (2012) | |||||
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from Twiztid - Freek Show (2004) | |||||
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from Twiztid - Cryptic Collection, Vol. 2 (2002) |