Luyện nghe bài hát Wigsplit

(Monoxide Child)
We your head in half
It wasn't funny but we
Twiztid running bitch for nine dash
A car is no equivalent
We far from
Crossing the valley and we gets
Acting on the daily
Hoping that can save me
But I I'm dead wrong
All by
everyone else I'm in a hole
And I can't breathe my lungs
Bad when I'm sleeping
Everybody creeping
Feeling so weak and I see em
My conscience keep me
in and out
Waking up in puddles of and cottonmouth
Them south niggas don't know about this
And niggas on the way to pissed
Because it's eastside talking hardcore shit
to get the northside hit
We legit a mothafucka
Chilling with dollar peoples
up graves and acting evil
You looking for the
More something close to equal
You rappers don't even with bitches in Toledo. What?

(Chorus)
Die die
(Die die mothafucka die)
Die die
(Die die mothafucka die)
Die die
(Die die mothafucka die)
Die die
(Die die mothafucka die)

(Jamie Madrox)
I smoke to many cigarettes and get high to
work enough
Shit is to
I could a fuck less if the whole world blow up
Or gang signs niggas throw up
I'm to fed up to keep my up
So I let it
Can't afford a belt so my sag
seems to be a fag or a lesbian
But the fuck happened is what I'm questioning
The president is prejudice you and me
Then he's taking half our and he chilling tax free
And if you ask me that's another smack in the
We need to burn the House and piss in his face
And every judge should do a of twenty to life
If they can dish it can take it,
tell me ain't right?
And cop should be beat like Rodney King
Non stop from the summer till it to spring
Shove a in their mouth and a badge in they ass
Because the don't get no class
They get their wigs

(Chorus)
Die die
(Die die mothafucka die)
Die die
(Die die mothafucka die)
Die die
(Die mothafucka die die)
Die die
(Die mothafucka die die)

(Monoxide Child)
My is torn in to pieces
Fuck you I you die
In the where I lie
And burn my body so I wont attract
In my eye's a of terror, cold as ice
So what if I slit my once or twice

(Jamie Madrox)
Now I can split wig with my aluminum bat
Or I can blow your eardrums with my dead rap
And you can call it or that
But I to the other
Word to the Child, my brother
No other this

Knowledge for education
I got the
text book
Kill the next that look
And always shaken ya shooken
Get your wig spilt and we out
Get wig spilt bitch and we out
Get your wig spilt and we out
Tell these motherfuckers what we about

(Chorus)
Die die
(Die mothafucka die die)
Die die
(Die mothafucka die die)
Die die
(Die mothafucka die die)
Die die
(Die die mothafucka die)

DIE
DIE
DIE
DIE
you MOTHAFUCKA!!