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That's the
Twiztid we give it up wig

Wig
Wig
givin wig splits.
We cracked your head in
And what shit funny but we
Twiztid running this for nine dash
A car crash is no
the valley and we gets ignorant.
We far from
belligerent on the daily
All by
Hoping that insult me
But I guess I'm dead
everyone else I'm in a hole
And I can't my lungs swole.
Bad dreams when I
Everybody creeping
Feelin so weak and I see em
in and out
My conscience keep me .
Waking up bullets of sweat and cotton mouth
Them down south niggas know about this
And on the West side way too pissed.
Because it's side niggas talking hardcore shit
Enough to get the North side hit, we the
We legit a muthafucka
Chilling with million peoples.
Digging up graves and acting
You for the sequel
More like something close to
You rappers don't sequel with bitches in Toledo. What?
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Diemuthafucka
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Diemuthafucka
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Diemuthafucka
I smoke too many and get high too much
Don't work
Shit is too
I could give a fuck less if the whole world up
I'm too fed up to my head up
Or what signs niggas throw up
So I let it
Can't afford a belt so my sag.
Everybody seems to be a fag or a
The president is against you and me
But what the happened is what I'm questioning
Then he'd be taking our money and he chilling tax free
And if you ask me that's another in the face
We need to burn the White and piss in his face
And every judge should do a of twenty to life
If they can dish it they can take it, tell me that ain't
And every cop should be like Rodney King
Non stop from the summer it turn to spring.
Shove a in their mouth and a badge in their ass
the pigs don't get no class
They get their spilt
Die, die
diemuthafuckadie
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Diemuthafucka
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diemuthafuckadie
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Diemuthafucka
My life is to pieces
Fuck you I you die
And burn my body so I wont attract
In the where I lie
In my eye's a of terror, cold as ice
So what if I slit my wrist once or
Now I can split your wig with my bat
And you can call it or that
Or I can blow eardrums with my brain dead rap
But I swing to the
Word to the Monoxide Child, my
No other this
Effervescent for Twiztid education
I got the
text book
And always shaken ya shook yeah
Kill the next that look
Get your wig spilt and we out
Get your wig spilt and we out
Get your wig spilt and we out
Tell these what we talking about
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Diemuthafucka
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