Luyện nghe bài hát Wigsplit

(Monoxide Child)
We cracked head in half
It funny but we laugh
Twiztid this bitch for nine dash
A car is no equivalent
We far innocent
Crossing the valley and we gets
belligerent on the daily
Hoping that can save me
But I guess I'm wrong
All by
everyone else I'm in a hole
And I can't breathe my swole
Bad dreams when I'm
Everybody constantly
Feeling so weak and I see em
My conscience leaving me
in and out
Waking up in of sweat and cottonmouth
Them down south don't know about this
And niggas on the way to pissed
Because it's niggas talking hardcore shit
Enough to get the hit
We like a mothafucka
with million dollar peoples
Digging up graves and evil
You for the sequel
More like close to equal
You rappers don't even sequel with bitches in Toledo.

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

(Jamie Madrox)
I smoke to cigarettes and get high to much
Don't work
Shit is to
I could give a fuck less if the whole world up
Or what gang niggas throw up
I'm to fed up to my head up
So I let it
Can't afford a belt so my sag
Everybody seems to be a fag or a
But what the happened is what I'm questioning
The is prejudice against you and me
Then he's half our money and he chilling tax free
And if you ask me another smack 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 it they can take it,
tell me ain't right?
And every cop should be beat Rodney King
Non stop from the summer till it to spring
Shove a donut in mouth and a badge in they ass
Because the pigs get no class
get their wigs spilt

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

(Monoxide Child)
My life is torn in to
Fuck you I you die
In the casket I lie
And my body so I wont attract flies
In my a look of terror, cold as ice
So what if I my wrist once or twice

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

Knowledge for education
I got the
Bloody book
the next motherfucker that look
And always ya never shooken
Get your wig spilt and we out
Get your wig spilt and we out
Get your wig spilt and we out
Tell motherfuckers what we talking about

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

DIE
DIE
DIE
DIE
you MOTHAFUCKA!!