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That's the
Twiztid we give it up wig

Wig
Wig
Twiztid's wig splits.
We cracked head in half
And what shit but we laugh
Twiztid running this bitch for dash
A car is no equivalent
Crossing the and we gets ignorant.
We far innocent
Acting on the daily
All by
Hoping that somebody me
But I guess I'm wrong
Fuck everyone I'm in a hole
And I breathe my lungs swole.
Bad dreams when I
Everybody constantly
Feelin so weak and I see em
in and out
My conscience leaving me .
up with bullets of sweat and cotton mouth
Them south niggas don't know about this
And niggas on the West way too pissed.
Because it's East niggas talking hardcore shit
to get the North side hit, we the shit
We legit a muthafucka
Chilling million dollar peoples.
up graves and acting evil
You for the sequel
More like close to equal
You rappers don't sequel with bitches in Toledo. What?
Diemuthafucka
Die, die
Die, die
Diemuthafucka
Die, die
diemuthafuckadie
Die, die
Diemuthafucka
I smoke too many cigarettes and get 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 gang niggas throw up
So I let it
Can't afford a belt so my sag.
Everybody seems to be a fag or a
The is prejudice against you and me
But the fuck 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 smack in the
We need to burn the White House and piss in his
And every judge should do a of twenty to life
If they can dish it they can take it, tell me that right
And cop should be beat like Rodney King
Non stop the summer till it turn to spring.
Shove a doughnut in their mouth and a badge in ass
Because the pigs get no class
get their wigs spilt
Die, die
Diemuthafucka
Die, die
diemuthafuckadie
Die, die
Diemuthafucka
Die, die
diemuthafuckadie
My is tearin to pieces
Fuck you I you die
And burn my body so I attract flies
In the casket I lie
In my eye's a of terror, cold as ice
So if I slit my wrist once or twice
Now I can your wig with my aluminum bat
And you can call it this or
Or I can blow your with my brain dead rap
But I swing to the
Word to the Child, my brother
No represent this
Effervescent knowledge for Twiztid
I got the
Bloody book
And always shaken ya never yeah
the next motherfucker that look
Get wig spilt bitch and we out
Get your wig bitch and we out
Get your wig spilt and we out
Tell these what we talking about
Die, die
Diemuthafucka
Die, die
diemuthafuckadie
Die, die
Diemuthafucka
Diemuthafucka
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die (yeah,yeah)
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you die
die (yeah,die)
Forget you
Die
Yeah,
mothafucka