Luyện nghe bài hát Wigsplit

(Monoxide Child)
We your head in half
It wasn't funny but we
Twiztid this bitch for nine dash
A car is no equivalent
We far innocent
Crossing the and we gets ignorant
Acting 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 lungs
Bad dreams I'm sleeping
Everybody creeping
Feeling so and I can't see em
My conscience keep me
in and out
Waking up in puddles of sweat and
Them down south niggas don't know about
And niggas on the way to pissed
Because it's niggas talking hardcore shit
to get the northside hit
We legit a mothafucka
with million dollar peoples
Digging up and acting evil
You looking for the
More like something close to
You rappers don't sequel with bitches in Toledo. What?

(Chorus)
Die die
(Die mothafucka die 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 and get high to much
Don't work
is to rough
I could a fuck less if the whole world blow up
Or what gang signs throw up
I'm to fed up to my head up
So I let it
Can't afford a so my pants sag
seems to be a fag or a lesbian
But what the fuck is what I'm questioning
The is prejudice against you and me
Then taking half our money and he chilling tax free
And if you ask me another smack in the face
We need to burn the White House and in his face
And every judge should do a minimum of twenty to
If they can dish it can take it,
me that ain't right?
And every cop should be like Rodney King
Non stop from the summer it turn to spring
Shove a donut in their mouth and a badge in 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 die mothafucka die)
Die die
(Die die mothafucka die)

(Monoxide Child)
My life is torn in to
Fuck you I you die
In the where I lie
And burn my body so I attract flies
In my eye's a of terror, cold as ice
So what if I slit my wrist 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 this or
But I to the other
to the Monoxide Child, my brother
No other this

Knowledge for Twiztid
I got the
Bloody book
Kill the next motherfucker that
And always shaken ya shooken
Get your wig bitch and we out
Get wig spilt bitch and we out
Get your wig bitch and we out
Tell these motherfuckers we talking about

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

DIE
DIE
DIE
DIE
you MOTHAFUCKA!!