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Insane Clown Posse Miscellaneous Diemuthafuckadie! That's the Shit Twiztid (yeah) Twiztid (yeah) givin' wig splits (get your mothafuckin wig split) Wig splits Wig splits (yeah) Twiztid givin' wig splits We cracked your head in half It wasn't funny but we laugh Twiztid running this bitch for 9 dash A car crash is no equivalent We far from innocent Crossing the valley and we gets ignorant acting beligerent on the daily Hopein' that somebody'll save me But I guess I'm dead wrong All by myself fuck everyone else I'm in a hole And I can't breathe my lungs swoll Bad dreams when I sleeping Everybody constantly creeping feelin' so weak and I can't see 'em My conscience keep leaving me Falling in and out Waking up with bullets of sweat and cotton mouth Them down south niggaz don't know about this And niggaz on the westside way too pissed because it's eastside niggaz talking hardcore shit Enough to get the northside hit "We the shit" We legit like a motherfucker Chilling with million dollar peoples Digging up graves and acting evil You looking for the sequel More like something close to equal You actors don't even sequal them bitches in Toledo Die Die Die motherfucker Die motherfucker Die Die Die Die motherfucker Die motherfucker Die Die Die Die motherfucker Die motherfucker Die Die Die Die motherfucker Die motherfucker Die I smoke too many cigarettes and get high too much Don't work enough Shit is too rough I could give a fuck less if the whole world blow up Or what gang signs niggaz throw up I'm too fed up to keep my head up So I let it drag Can't afford a belt so my pants sag Everybody seems to be a fag or a lesbian But what the fuck happened is what I'm questioning The president is prejudice against you and me Then he'd be taking half our money and he chilling tax free And if you ask me that's another smack in the face We need to burn the whitehouse and piss in his face And every judge should do a minimum of 20 to life If they can dish it they can take it, tell me that ain't right And every cop should be beat like Rodney King non stop from the summer 'til it turn to spring Shove a doughnut in their mouth and a badge in their ass Because the pigs don't get no class they get their wigs spilt Die Die Die motherfucker Die motherfucker Die Die Die Die motherfucker Die motherfucker Die Die Die Die motherfucker Die motherfucker Die Die Die Die motherfucker Die motherfucker Die Feel Like I'm tearin' to pieces Fuck you I hope you die In the casket where I lie And burn my body So I wont attrack flies In my eyes a look of terror, cold as ice So what if I slit my wrist once or twice Now O split your wig with my aluminum bat Or I can blow your eardrums with my brain dead rap And You can call it this or that But I swing to the other Word to the monoxide child, my brother No other represent this efervesent knowledge for Twiztid education I got the lesson Bloody text book Kill the next motherfucker that look and always shakin' never shook Get your wig spilt bitch and we out Get your wig spilt bitch and we out Get your wig spilt bitch and we out Tell these motherfuckers what were talking about Die Die Die motherfucker Die motherfucker Die Die Die Die motherfucker Die motherfucker Die Die Die Die motherfucker Die motherfucker Die Die Die Die motherfucker Die motherfucker Die mothafuckas die (yeah,yeah) mothafuckas die (yeah,yeah) wont you die mothafuckas die (yeah,die) mothafuckas die (yeah,die) forget you mothafuckas yeah, yeah die mothafucka die die... |
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