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[Verse 1: Madrox]
E town with it, turn to the
With that side repping ready for the attack
Checking all the tires, all and black
With the black Twiztid on the back
Guess who's back, yep, it's the tray
And we put it down for and ready to ride
Madrox and Monoxide, you heard
Got people who were all anticipating our
With everywhere you look, it ain't looking not at all
And looking is waiting for you to fall
Now we design and dominate that's just mans instinct
And put it on the line like reputations and pink
We got the music, let it do it do
And this stress carrying the world, we gonna carry too
We gonna bury them fools and the rest in a
At night we gonna like black parasites

x2]
Now don't y'all, not for one
Think I won't just BUST YO' HEAD
me a reason to leave you breathing
That's a point blank to all the non-believers

2: Monoxide Child]
O six Caddy, brand new
eight grams in twenty little baggies
Got a little something in the back of my
Cause I'm always threats they wanting to kidnap me
Flames still and the hatred's back
I got the chainsaw revving and to match
I got you nervous a reverend who got caught in the act
And you react like you did when he got with the ax
and medicated
I'm only handed this psycho from the people who never made it
I'll be if I bow out now Jack
I represent a portion of people who on the real won't allow that
They got us tatted on neck, breast, chest and head
And undress the dead, enough
We got a mark on your earth
You got a rack full of bootlegged shirts, the hurts

x2]

[Verse 3: Blaze Ya Homie]
You've awoke the sleeping giant, all this lying
Your sawed off blasts leave all your crying
At the wake, ready to everybody in the front row
My aim is to put your relatives in a
Laying next to you stretched out in one big
The blood clots all over your head like polka
No gun I did it all with my Louisville slugger
Another notch added every time I a mother fucker
Stomp a mother fucker, they bodies in their back yards
Chop heads and off of the corpse
The identity, I ain't trying to see no
It's on, I scatter ashes where the sun don't
And I do dirt with only close of mine
they real while you phony snitches out there dropping dimes
So me one reason to get me to squeezing on another
And I'm a haul out and start mother fuckers