Twiztid

[fox69]

"Rock The Dead"

"Rock The Dead"


Why don't you play with your friends?
They're all dead, dead, dead...
Wake up, float to the sky
Bring the wicked shit and the dead will arise
Wake up, float to the sky
Bring the wicked shit and the dead will arise
Come on
Space and beyond
Mind of an idiot
I stoles your headstone from your grave plot
Conscience and confused
Seen tomorrows dreams on tonights news
Fallin through a hole in the sky
Will I die?
You know the time multiplied with this life, love, and lies
Steppin in the darkness
Walkin through my conscience
Like an android I remain heartless
Underground, and mental know me well
Bring it to the white lights of the depths of Hell
Walk through the time flux hand and hand with clear mind
Chords are harmonious like the rhythm of windchimes
Peel back the rind and examine the fruit
Rotten to the core buried in they best suits
Maggots crawling on they face,
Eyes sunk in they head
Throw your fuckin arms up and rock the dead
Wake up, float to the sky
Bring the wicked shit and the dead will arise
Wake up, float to the sky
Bring the wicked shit and the dead will arise
Come on
Got me a mic, and now we ache like the dead
And all we wanna do is rock the dead
So many thoughts runnin all through my head
But the only one that's clear is rock the dead
Screamin like AHH!
I can't even take it no more
Release the straps from my jacket and let me go
Ill medication got my whole body shakin
Making an escaping
But they gonna keep on chasing
I'm facing off with the world and the planet
Nigga hoe
Buried alive like good goddamnit
It ain't a living thing
It's a no fuck giving thing
Bring the pain
And I'ma bleed with the rain
Insane when I leave this bitch
I got the whole world screaming out
YOU AIN'T SHIT!
They'll be the wrong one's you can bet
I don't know why you hide your face
Cause I'm coming for your neck
Get hard on the plot
What you got?
Should I cut your head off on the spot?
A whole pile of dead bodies I'm on top
Me and my man rockin the dead like UHH non-stop
Wake up, float to the sky
Bring the wicked shit and the dead will arise
Wake up, float to the sky
Bring the wicked shit and the dead will arise
Come on
Got me a mic, and now we ache like the dead
And all we wanna do is rock the dead
So many thoughts runnin all through my head
But the only one that's clear is rock the dead
Got me a mic, and now we ache like the dead
And all we wanna do is rock the dead
So many thoughts runnin all through my head
But the only one that's clear is rock the dead
Think about it a hundred years from now
It was all different people livin on the planet
Now they dead
200 years ago it was a whole nother posse
Now they dead
The dead probably out number the living 10,000 to 1
A hundred years from now we'll be dead
So fuck that! I'ma run with the muthafuckin dead
Got my vision on you point blank range
Strange look coming cause I'm in all black
And I'll be rockin with an axe
Everyday life how I'm livin
Cemetary walks, and grave diggin
Sacrifice another victim
You can hear me screaming through the trees and the woods
Hang myself on a higher branch if I could
Gotta get em out
Gotta get these sick thoughts outta my head
So I been rockin the dead
Some of my best friends are dead
If you're cool with Monoxide, Violent J, Shaggy, and Evil Ned
Serial killas from the West and the East
And all the dead muthafuckas from here to Greene street
Fuck it if you're missing some limbs and patches of hair
Nod your bald head and throw your nubs in the air
I wanna see zombies just and scream aloud
And kill every live muthafucka in the crowd
Wake up, float to the sky
Bring the wicked shit and the dead will arise
Wake up, float to the sky
Bring the wicked shit and the dead will arise
Take it
Got me a mic, and now we ache like the dead
And all we wanna do is rock the dead
So many thoughts runnin all through my head
But the only one that's clear is rock the dead
Got me a mic, and now we ache like the dead
And all we wanna do is rock the dead
So many thoughts runnin all through my head
But the only one that's clear is rock the dead
Wake up, float to the sky
Bring the wicked shit and the dead will arise
Wake up, float to the sky
Bring the wicked shit and the dead will arise
Wake up, float to the sky
Bring the wicked shit and the dead will arise
Wake up, float to the sky
Bring the wicked shit and the dead will arise(Rock the dead!)
Got me a mic, and now we ache like the dead
And all we wanna do is rock the dead
So many thoughts runnin all through my head
But the only one that's clear is rock the dead
Got me a mic, and now we ache like the dead
And all we wanna do is rock the dead
So many thoughts runnin all through my head
But the only one that's clear is rock the dead
Got me a mic, and now we ache like the dead
And all we wanna do is rock the dead
So many thoughts runnin all through my head
But the only one that's clear is rock the dead
Got me a mic, and now we ache like the dead
And all we wanna do is rock the dead
So many thoughts runnin all through my head
But the only one that's clear is rock the dead

 

[fox69]

"Sad Christmas Song"

"Sad Christmas Song"


He's the president of dumps
Victim of involving economy got bunked off the Assembly line
and he feels like a chump
Wonder how he's gonna bring turkey for the giving and presents for the receiving
This sucks, one day if Obama has to go without
Explaining to his children how Santa must've missed a route
I don't think so, he's much too proud
To admit defeat or even accept handouts
So he tells his wife that everything panned out
At the plant and christmas is on his plan
Tears of joy fill her eyes, but inside
He feels even worse for lying and he wants to die
He pretends to go to work everyday
But he's not going to work, he's just wasting away
In the front seat of a parking lot up the street
Where he punches his steering wheel repeatedly saying "Why me?"

Sometimes it gets real hard
When you got no money and you got no job
And you got no reason to be celebratin'
And it seems like you're in a hopeless situation
(Like Christmas Gloom)
Sometimes it gets real hard
When you got no money and you got no job
And you got no reason to be celebratin'
And it seems like you're in a hopeless situation
(Like Christmas Gloom)

Got the headlights turned off, the radio, too
With the garage door closed so we get all the fumes
Windows down so the exhaust gets through
And all the windshield, man, fuck it, Christmas, too
This is my gift to the bitch that ruined it all
Fuck Monoxide, this is straight from Paul
I probably should have seen all the writing all on the wall
But it's beginning with the cell phones calls didn't deminish
Didn't have a job? So what? Your work buddy's
Just one of the many people you was putting above me
I was thinking that you love me but when really it was a laughable situation
So now I'm ugly in this with your face (I think?)
Case of point in a minute you'll be dead
And then an hour after that all of your family's comin' in
And then an hour after that it's on the evening news
That the Christmas Blues was the reason I killed you

Sometimes it gets real hard
When you got no money and you got no job
And you got no reason to be celebratin'
And it seems like you're in a hopeless situation
(Like Christmas Gloom)
Sometimes it gets real hard
When you got no money and you got no job
And you got no reason to be celebratin'
And it seems like you're in a hopeless situation
(Like Christmas Gloom)

[Blaze:]
[?] She said momma gotta pay the bills
More mouths to feed in a house upon a hill
Husband now reserved in the army and was gone and
Two months ago at night when he was sleeping
He was a medic in the army and a doctor in the state
Light was the oyster with money to take a taste
Take a page out the book, live happily ever after
Til a phone call turned to see a man into disaster
Was a sergeant of the army on the ether end
Said he had a little level nice on her husband
Grace yourself, ma'am, Take a seat
Your husband has died in service of the country
We will send his remains and his personal affects
To his last residence, I think that's your address
So she's out gambling to help her forget
That she hasn't told her kids that their father's dead yet

Sometimes it gets real hard
When you got no money and you got no job
And you got no reason to be celebratin'
And it seems like you're in a hopeless situation
(Like Christmas Gloom)
Sometimes it gets real hard
When you got no money and you got no job
And you got no reason to be celebratin'
And it seems like you're in a hopeless situation
(Like Christmas Gloom)

 

[fox69]

"Screaming Out"
(feat. Dominic & Irv Da Phenom)

"Screaming Out"
(feat. Dominic & Irv Da Phenom)



[Verse 1: Monoxide]
Feelin lifeless wanna fight this
Feelin the urge ends up so priceless
Brought back from a hateful climate
When I get so cold and I'm violent
And I can't bring it to silence
I'm so fucking absurd and out of context
Listen to my words dead circus
Were rotten with inanimate objects
Will keep you stuck in the process like cobwebs
My conscious and my progress will keep me comin
For the nonsense and I guess I do it for the
People who be lookin for my chest to stake
With the hardest of conscious
And I'll be damn if I don't take it like God blessed
And put it to a song so you know it's nonsense
Don't wanna end it all
Over something so painless, little dumb shit
I don't wanna hear any reason that you would come with

[Chorus: Dominic]
In this life... my si-tu-a-tions fading
As I take flight! From the top of the sky-scraper
Will you hear me screaming out?

[Verse 2: Madrox]
Ahh get out my head out my nightmares
I'm all that I have left and any given day
It seems that I don't care, yo I could die
But then I kill fear, Not afraid of dying
More afraid of living then tryna stay here
Stay clear, too many tainted visions of people perpetratin
To be something greater than they appear
And my appearance is ignorance society
Social sickness an a vaccine lies that broke hope I can fix this
Still dreaming playing with both clenched fists
That the hate will be extracted and replaced with self forgiveness
Forgive this heart and sick son of a bitch
That spits shit self medicated mortal enemy worst critic
Calling myself projection an working through infection
My perception is a bad radio station with no reception
As I sign off one last time then everything is all disconnected

[Chorus: Dominic]
In this life... my si-tu-a-tions fading
As I take flight! From the top of the sky-scraper
Will you hear me screaming out?
I'm ten feet from the ground
Was lost but now I'm found...
Lost but now I'm found...

[Verse 3: Irv Da Phenom]
I've... been... Kick'n it in the dark
That's more hopin that I ever have
Never have I had to list the shit I would rather have
Rather than life I'm livin now I been breakin down
Feelin like some prison
And I'm think'n bout me breakin out
And I know it's not sane when I cock that thang
And point it at my brain
If I let that bang get the thang that it's aimed at
Put in the pain there be more blame when I came back
In the after life... lately I been thinkin about the afterlife
Usually I'm thankin God and I'll be glad for life
But you wouldn't understand unless you had my life
Where I been, what I've seen
Your nightmares my good dream
And your love is what I need
If you can hear me when I scream!

[Chorus: Dominic]
In this life... my si-tu-a-tions fading
As I take flight! From the top of the sky-scraper
Will you hear me screaming out?
I'm ten feet from the ground
Was lost but now I'm found...
Lost but now I'm found...

 

[fox69]

"Seance"

"Seance"


[Verse 1 - Jamie Madrox:]
Tappin' tombstones, sit in cemeteries impatiently
You await, you need your Ouija board to communicate
Some say a seance, a summoner summon the spirits
Others say only psychic powers are needed for you to hear it
In fear, in the disenchanted voices of beyond
In an effort to conversating with 'em, tell 'em to dawn
They're no longer in this plane of existence
Trapped in purgatory, still adjusting to the afterlife conditions
Or in search of the light to move to the next phase
Or continue with haunting the living, playing the game
Some reliving the same day, same way that they died
Confused and couldn't move along if they tried
Some were never alive, not in this world, were told
Demonic spirits in search are possessing souls
So ask the lord to mend you with the white light
As we reach out on the other side, spirit talking at night

[Hook - Jamie Madrox:]
Join hands, gather 'round
Feel the table leave the ground
To the spirits we are bound
(I hear voices all around)
So nobody make a sound
(I said not to make a sound)
Hear the voices all around
(To the spirits we are bound)
Are you with us now?
(Are you with us now?)

"There's no escape... There's no escape from this house."

[Verse 2 - Monoxide:]
Gather 'round a table and join hands
Complete the circle and let the sanction begin
There's only a couple of guidelines that you should follow
No video, no pics, no cups, or bottles
On top of my conduit
No tricks, I'll swallow this liquid
And I get life from the breath I bowel
From different victims who come here
And some want to get a little bit closer
Probably looking for closure
Something a little bolder
Grab something and throw it across the room
The evil consume my very soul to control it
I got the feeling of doom when I invoke it
Something so ominous, through certain eyes, I provoke it
Chance to the die ever single time that I woke it
But I'm willing to try, so I keep drinking the potion
My eyes floating inside of my mind
Focused on making some kind of contact
With anything that I notice and fire back

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Jamie Madrox:]
Total darkness, pitch black
An open invitation for conversation
Now I'm hoping they talk back
Hold hands, don't break the circle of unity
Don't want 'em to think they can possess the likes of you and me
Are you with us right now?
If you are, make a sound, tell us your name
Can you make the Ouija move around?
Don't be afraid, we just want to help you out
We've been told you've been haunting folks, what's that all about?
Do you got something to say, a message of some sorts?
Well we're about to break the circle and lay our hands on the Ouija board

 

[fox69]

"Serial Killa"
(feat. Tech N9ne)

"Serial Killa"
(feat. Tech N9ne)



[Jamie Madrox]
What is it about a serial killa that attracts you?
And makes this music that you can sharpen an axe to
Taking you back through a hallway to a black room
No walls or ceilings, just doorways to pass through
You choose, chainsaws are always nice
But razorblades and knives are way more precise
When it comes to cutting, this shit here is an art
And we finish what we start, that's what separates us apart
From other motherfuckers, not saying no names
But them other motherfuckers (Ain't family)
And they say I'm sick, too sick
Well how sick do you get?
When you see a chest without a butcher knife buried in it
Wait a minute, give me an axe
I wanna smash your ribcage in half
For every time you laugh on our behalf
Will you let me another chance to redefine?
The mind of a serial killa

[Chorus x2]
Serial killa
K I double L A
Fruit looped out of my mind like Godzilla (Kill)
Serial killa (Killa, Killa)
Torture and destroy (Killa, Killa)
Serial killa (Killa, Killa)

[Monoxide Child]
Could it be the blood? Maybe it's the blood you like
Or maybe it's my blatant disregard for life
Most people are afraid to deny it
But not me though
I keep it old school like a mink coat
Rusty blade, at least 12 inches
With the tipped cracked off from stabbing to many bitches
I'm digging ditches with a mental mind state
Just slit up and get vicious within a dark place
Throw ya mercy on the head of my axe
And pray to God I don't split you in half like train tracks
I can't control it, so I just put it in my music
And hopefully other killas can use it
Don't confuse it with the same old game
Cause the shit that I kick could put a glitch in your mainframe
Wicked to the bone I am
And you can meet me in the dark if you think I'm playing, what!

[Chorus x2]
Serial killa
K I double L A
Fruit looped outta my mind like Godzilla (Kill)
Serial killa (Killa, Killa)
Torture and destroy (Killa, Killa)
Serial killa (Killa, Killa)

[Tech N9ne]
Who's the real killa?
Who's the motherfucka ya love and I hate
But in the mist will fuck with real millas
Trust ya bitch, we'll jock, you'll trip
We'll shock with pistol cocked (This the shit to knock)
Who am I?
Amerikilla, gorilla, the Juggalizzle my nizzle
With Psychopathic I'm rapping, we set to gangrene
Killa killa, the realla, banana fanna I feela
Nigga with a millimeter with the infrared beam

[Jamie Madrox]
The axe is family, and for the family
I use the axe to separate your anatomy
Ain't no being mad at me, the shit ain't even worth it
I said I was a serial killa, not perfect
It's not my fault that I can't be trusted
And people like me aren't all disgusted
Some will slit necks and into skull crushing
And killing people over next to nothing motherfucker

[Chorus 2x]
Serial killa
K I double L A
Fruit looped outta my mind like Godzilla (Kill)
Serial killa (Killa, Killa)
Torture and destroy (Killa, Killa)
Serial killa (Killa, Killa)

 

[fox69]

"Set By Example"

"Set By Example"


We set by example
But most of my own examples
Are horror shows and me losing control
and flying off the handle

Please help me find my head

We set by example
So I appear to be bigger than life
with my head on straight
I got a new attitude
And a funny outlook on things

These things

No, I'm not obsessed
No, I'm not upset
No, I'm not anything at all.
No, I won't hurt you
Maybe I'm lying
Have I ever told the truth at all

Let me tell you what I've been thinking
No one knows what goes on inside of me
Now I'm drinking and self-medicating
Lonely, Growing, a time-bomb of changing.
Gotta make a better choice of my time
Gotta find an inner voice to help walk along the very fine line
Spilling my guts to a mirror and you ain't doing nothing
but it's making it worse and its clear I got a problem with you.

I'm alive today (You can't kill me)
I'm alive today (You can't kill me)
I'm alive today (You can't kill me)
I'm alive today (You can't kill me)

We set by example
So they're watching every move that we make.
Being critical, giving us new identities, as a criminal,
Criminal
Criminal
Criminal
Criminal
We've got nothing left to lose!

No, I'm not obsessed

No, I'm not upset
No, I'm not anything at all.
No, I won't hurt you
Maybe I'm lying
Have I ever told the truth at all

Let me tell you what I've been thinking
You can't kill me
Leave me alone, and don't let no body know
That I just want you (You!)
You (You!)
You (You!)
All I want is just you (You!)
You (You!)
You (You!)
One more time and I'm like
Leave me alone, and don't let no body know
That I just want you (You!)
You (You!)
You (You!)
All I want is just you (You!)
You (You!)
You (You!)
One more time while I'm you (You!)
You (You!)
You (You!)

No, I'm not obsessed
No, I'm not upset
No, I'm not anything at all.
No, I won't hurt you
Maybe I'm lying
Have I ever told the truth at all

It's not our intention to leave you infected
It's the way we feel inside, and cannot be corrected
It's not our intention to leave you infected
It's the way we feel inside, and cannot be corrected
It's not our intention to leave you infected
It's the way we feel inside, and cannot be corrected
It's not our intention to leave you infected
It's the way we feel inside, and cannot be corrected

 

[fox69]

"Sex, Drugs, Money & Murder"

"Sex, Drugs, Money & Murder"


Every Man Has A Breaking Point
No Matter Who They Are
And Nothing Seems To Push A Man To His Breaking Point
Faster Than The One (One) Woman (Woman)
Right Now You're Gonna Hear About Three Individual Men
The Dealer, The Player, And The Addict
And How A Woman Drove Them To Their Breaking Point
Out Of Line? Out Of Their Mind? You Decide

Hey I'm Just Callin You Again For Like The 85th Time
I Got My Test Results Back The Other Day
And They Said Shit Ain't Lookin Too Good For Me
Turns Out Some Dumb Fucking Bitch Got Me Marked
And Guess What? Guess Who's Fucking House I'm Coming To Right Now Bitch?
You Better Lock Your Fucking Doors

[Madrox:]
I Fucked This One Bitch Raw, Like Porno Flicks
She Was Working My Dick Like My Shit Was A Joystick
Now I Didn't Love Her At All, But The Pussy Was Irreplaceable
Piping Out In Her Parkin Lot, On The Kitchen Table
I'm Able To Bust Up In Her, She Said That She's On The Pill
And Fucking Without No Rubber Always Enhances The Feel
I Started dripping Like lava man From My Third Eye
And The Clinics Started Asking Me Questions Bout My Sex Life
Do I Share Needles With Heroin Heads, How Many Bitches Have I Had
In And Outta My Fucking Bed Giving Me Head
Visions Of Tearing Her Up, Cuttin Her Up
Ghost-Like, Gaspin For Air, Chocking With Her Throat Cut
I'm Waiting On The Results, Diggin Her Grave Plot
But I'll Pay This Bitch Back In Space For Whatever I Got
I Tried To Get Back At Her But The Word On The Street
Must've Least Changed Another And Then That Bitch Creeped

[Chorus:]
Sex, Drugs, Money, And Murder
Should Be The Last One That You Ever Heard Of
Should Be The Last One Making Me Nervous
I Love Sex, Drugs, Money, And Murder
[x2]

[Shoestring:]
Money, Yak, And Murder, When I Catch The Bitch I Hurt Her
Bust You In Your Titty, You Gonna Die, Bitch, You Deserter
Sleep In The Bucket, Til I Grab My Dick Like Fuck It
Talk And Set Me Up Bustin That Lisa Ass In Public
She Snitched On My Brother, I'm Searchin For No Other
Lisa Ass's Gone Somewhere They Won't Discover
In The Bottom Of A Pit, Puttin Holes In The Fit
I Chained Her To A Tub So Her Body Gotta Sit
Had A Tutu And A Bra, But I Broke The Bitches Jaw
I'm A Pimping These Bitches, Don't You Cross Me Cause I'm Raw
Shoestring That Be My Name, Dayton Family On My Chain
I Whoop A Dude's Ass, I Be Murdering In The Rain
Fucking Around With Twiztid, Sippin On The Mystic
Murder On The Scene, All They Found Was Some Lipstick
I Ain't Gonna Tell You Shit, I Ain't Saying Nothing Never Heard Of
I Love Sex, Drugs, Money, And Murder

[Chorus:]
Sex, Drugs, Money, And Murder
Should Be The Last One That You Ever Heard Of
Should Be The Last One Making Me Nervous
I Love Sex, Drugs, Money, And Murder
[x2]

[Bootleg:]
Sex, Drugs, Money, And Murder, Not For All Folk
This Bitch Tammy Pulled A Whammy, Got Away With All My Dope
But When I Catch Her, I'm gonna Stretch Her, She Will Only Fuck
Posted Outside Of Her Door, Just Like A Comcast Truck
Fun And Chains, Play No Games, I'll Put One In Your Brain
Your Outta Your League, Like Highschoolers Playing Lebron James
I guess That Bitches Eyes Closed, She Can Clearly See
She Bout Ta D I E For Fucking With My Money Tree
B Double O T, L E G, Bitch I'm gonna Straight Og
I Burn Your House Down, Lyrical Bombs Floating Outside The Debris
Fuck With My Cash, That's Yo Ass, I'm An Armed Grenade
About To Explode On You Hoes, Until Everything Gets Paid
This Is More Than The Name Of A Crew, Bitch Don't Get It Twiztid
Have Yo Momma At The Cemetery Paying Ya Visits
Run Of With Mine And They Gonna Find Your Bitch Ass In A Gutter
Fucking With Twiztid And The Family, Is Another Murder

[Chorus:]
Sex, Drugs, Money, And Murder
Should Be The Last One That You Ever Heard Of
Should Be The Last One Making Me Nervous
I Love Sex, Drugs, Money, And Murder
[x2]

 

[fox69]

"She Ain't Afraid"

"She Ain't Afraid"


So whats up man this shit ain't goin down
Trust me, trust me
I know her man itt's gonna go down just be cool, be cool
She's never gonna buy that shit
Trust me
Alright look, Then I'ma go in there
And I'm just gonna start freakin that bitch down
She ain't gonna say shit watch
[Door opens]
Damn Tina you look mighty comfortable laying there naked
You mind if I go ahead and pull my dick out
Oh no, hell no
You like that?
I like to have my face fucked
That really gets me going
And I like what he's doing to me right now
He's stroking my pussy really lightly
Man there's all types of pussy rubbing and shit goin on
What the fuck I'm supposed to do
Fuck my face
Man come on man
This my hook up
Come on man let me get that shit
This is my hook up man get your ass away
Come on man let me fuck her first
This my shit
Shut up, what I need is his cock in my ass
Uhh uhh uhh you like it don't you?
Let's get high and just fuck
I'll hit you till you bleed
And we could just blame it on the weed
Little freak
Sucking me off making my knees weak
Rubbing my nuts when I cum making my voice tweak
She makes me feel like a champion
Late night when I call
She knows what's happening
I got a box of condoms and a mind full of tricks
A freak just for fucking with my balls and my dick
Get started
Legs parted
I hit it so hard the pussy farted
And now it's time to depart it
She took the rubber off
And then she shoved it in her mouth
It felt like I came from down South
Know about it
Pussy pleasing's just a part of the game
You gotta bang it till it falls right off
I do the same
Rub my dick in cocaine
And freak some nasty shit
It ain't the same without the pain
Bring the flavor bitch
2 on 1's not a problem
So you can bring your girl
And I can get the best of both worlds
Fuck until I hurl
Toes fell off, fuck a curl
She kept nibbling my nuts like a squirrel
I hit the weed and flicked the ash on her back
Fuckin her friend in the face until her jaw snapped
Oh shit, I can see her sucking on her tits
And I can't help but notice 4 fingers in her clit
She's a pro
I thought I saw her pussy glow
It could've been the sweat in my eyes
I don't know for sure
This freaks the shit for loving dick
It's sick, but man I love that fat bitch
She ain't afraid to admit she likes dick and,
She ain't afraid to admit she likes her pussy licked
She ain't afraid to let me fuck her in the ass
And always got her mouth open for the cum splash
She ain't afraid to admit she likes dick and,
She ain't afraid to admit she likes her pussy licked
She ain't afraid to let me fuck her in the ass
And always got her mouth open for the cum splash
Excuse me lady did you say you liked to fuck
Drop my drawers to my ankles, give my dick a suck
You like it rough?
I can feel my shit swelling and expanding
A one way trip down south, a crash landing
Right in your pink fun
I get the job done
Daddy was a pistol and I'm a son of a gun
As I shoot my load on your chest and titties
Gotta get my shit, we off to the next city
Go a long way just so I can grind you
Got enough dick for Ms. McCarthy
And the 50 single hoes behind her
A side winder
Never like the old timer
Keeping hoes properly worked like Jane Fonda (Uh)
My anaconda's got a mushroom cap
An immense craving for your pussy cat
Keep it moving like that
My dick is hard as steel
And I'ma freak that ass with some more sex appeal
Tell me how it feel when I push it all in
Eyes roll in the back of your head and you start to grin
If sex was a sin then a wicked bitch you'd be
With creepy ass titties and an eerie ass pussy
So ride my broom stick until you hear me cum
And school me on your methods of pink fun
Yeah
She ain't afraid to admit she likes dick
She ain't afraid to admit she likes her pussy licked
She ain't afraid to let me fuck her in the ass
And always got her mouth open for the cum splash
She ain't afraid to admit she likes dick
She ain't afraid to admit she likes her pussy licked
She ain't afraid to let me fuck her in the ass
And always got her mouth open for the cum splash
Yeah, know what I am saying
Yo, this be the Shaggy
Down with the Psychopathic Phamly
Down with Twiztid G
Know what I'm saying?
And yo check it out, I don't give a fuck
I like to get skins
I don't know about you muthafuckas
But yo I like em big
I don't give a fuck what
I like em skinny,bald,retarded,crippled
Spines on their backs
I don't give no fuck
800 pound-bitch come here sweetie
I'm gonna fucking tie your shit in a knot
And tap that shit
Know what I am saying?
Cause I love me some skins
I ain't going nothing about it
I'll hit a fucking 900 pound bitches neden from the back
Know what I am saying?
I'll wrap her legs backwards into a Boston crab
And go to work
Know what I am saying?
Fuck that shit I ain't no fucking fag like that
I like em stubbly so their whiskers tickles my balls
When they suck my dick
Know what I am saying?
I don't give a fuck
What, bring it on
She ain't afraid to admit she likes dick
She ain't afraid to admit she likes her pussy licked
She ain't afraid to let me fuck her in the ass
And always got her mouth open for the cum splash
She ain't afraid to admit she likes dick
She ain't afraid to admit she likes her pussy licked
She ain't afraid to let me fuck her in the ass
And always got her mouth open for the cum splash

 

[fox69]

"She Said (Remix)"

"She Said (Remix)"


Let me shave that pussy!

I should have knew she was a freak by the walked And when I talked to her it was like she never got caught To this day, she swear to God it wasn't shit Unless she straight up just tripped and fell up on a fat dick I know I been around the block a few times So I really didn't mind that her mouth had some stretch lines She had me thinking I'm a straight up Mack When in fact, I'm just another who can hit it from the back And attack her intestinal track and leave a puddle of spat Down the middle of her pimpled ass crack And then smack, I had to give that bitch a black eye Because the pussy just don't feel right, don't know why I thought I was the shit and had this all on lockdown Come to find out that my girl's just a cockhound I couldn't deal with it, I had to bail out quick Because that bitch just love sucking strange dick

She said I'm the only one Said I'm the only one Said I'm the only one Fuck You! She said I'm the only one Said I'm the only one Said I'm the only one Fuck You!

What up young freaky freak tantalizing tender? Ain't seen you in a week and you know I'm on the tether Whatever. I'm free at 3:45, remember? I'll call you around 8:00 and we can get together Damn, now this bitch she should do a thing or two Grabbed my meat and did the Electric Boogaloo Awww shit! What the fuck she did? Had my nuts kick stepping and my wang did the Jig That ain't shit, check it out homie Pull my wallet out my pocket and check my I.D. For sure, just to make sure it's me And I'm a Michigan an coming straight from the D We dicked it up, we dicked it down I hit it from the back, she gave me ridges around But fuck all that, instead I have her a call....PAUL!?

She said I'm the only one Said I'm the only one Said I'm the only one Fuck You! She said I'm the only one Said I'm the only one Said I'm the only one Fuck You!

Son of a bitch This bitch got big old hickies on her neck And dick on her breathe Trying to kiss me talking about Hey boo What the fucks wrong with you? (Dumb Bitch!) You could have brushed your teeth after licking his balls You could have had the decency to give me a call I was worried like a motherfucka hoping you was straight While you was sucking and fucking some strange trouser snake I thought I was the only python in your thong, bitch That's the same pussy that I put my fucking tongue onto it Exactly how long that this been happening? You going to random men just for action What am I? Some kind of dumb lame fuck? Or just another dick in your butt? Say something Were you trying to crush my heart just for fun? It was my fault for thinking when I thought I was the only one

She said I'm the only one Said I'm the only one Said I'm the only one Fuck You! She said I'm the only one Said I'm the only one Said I'm the only one Fuck You!

 

[fox69]

"Shittalkaz"
(feat. Blaze & ICP)

"Shittalkaz"
(feat. Blaze & ICP)



Yo this is serious shit right here
Me and my boys, we don't fuck around
You know what I'm sayin'?
So if you diss me
My muthafuckin' people, or the niggas I roll with
You know what?
Y'all done fucked up
Here go the shittalkin'

You's a bitch ass hoe
What you really know about killas for real though?
Stainin' my freek show, gang of lunatics
We the rebels for the dead
Fuckin' with us you lose your muthafuckin' head
And ya talkin' to your bitch ass hoes even a little
Rather beat ya to shit, and pull the plug at the hospital
Callin' me this, callin' me that
Cause you's a bitch ass nigga from the jump I wanna slap
With the old school beat down, 10 on 1
I don't remember no fair fights where I'm from
Maniac and I'ma stand right where the bloodstain is at
Hopin' you come back, nigga fuck that
I'm the poster child of death
I'ma keep swingin' my axe till nuthin's left
I ain't havin' that so fuck you bitch
Tell your friends I'ma hater and I'm talkin' shit

Man I don't give a fuck how many records you sell
Stories you tell, nigga check yourself
And fuck that bitch that you're with too
When the shit go down, where the fuck your crew?
Probably at home bumpin' someone else
When the shit went down they told you fuck yourself
Now you cryin' inside little thug still frontin'
Thinkin' to yourself why the fuck you say something
Too many niggas wanna beat me up
Steal my shit, slap my bitch
I'm like fuck this
Now you know what it's like
To deal with real killas that don't play, everyday
Knockin' suckas out the box, who wanna get some?
Seven video channels for my victims
I ain't havin' that fuck you bitch
Tell your friends I'ma hater and I'm talkin' shit

We the things that go bump in the night
We ain't got no love for you, you need to get some shit right
Bitch who you think you're fuckin' with?
We keep this shit like a track meet, we be runnin' it
With the hatchet on the back
While other bitches suckin' sour tits for air time and similac
We say fuck that, matter of fact
You tainted our style bitch boy we want our shit back
Don't get your head cracked you ain't tough
And all them skills don't mean shit when you get fucked up
So fuck your set, and fuck your crew
And fuck every muthafucka around and down with you
And you ain't puttin' nothin on the map
Except for all this bullshit commercialized mainstream rap
And I ain't havin' that fuck you bitch
Tell your friends I'ma hater and I'm talkin' shit

Hoe ass hoes, we stomp those hoes
How the fuck you gonna step to Dark Carnival juggalos?
Creators of the wicked, night breeders
No little bitch faggots with blonde
So anytime you see me in public
You get a Faygo in your ass, and your jaws full of dick
You can keep your muthafuckin' TRL
I stay with my army in the underground and stay real
And burn down your little TV set
String Carson up with razor wire wrapped around his neck
Cause that's how we do all day
Cross to the other side bitch you're gonna pay
We stay on the dark side of the carnival grounds
Twiztid, Blaze, and 2 wicked clowns
Heads are finna get chopped off, and slit
Bout to take it way beyond talkin' shit

Hatchet don't count, hatchet ain't included
Knowin' goddamn well we the champs undisputed
We don't need your radios and MTV
Sellin' million, sayin' what the fuck we please
**** who's coat you ridin' on?
You gotta lick balls, and write him a song
You got his dick buried so far up your ass
It's hangin' out your mouth, but you like that
And **** tried to warn ya
And there you are receiving the dick in California
While you gettin' fucked on the West coast
I'm at home fuckin' Kim ****
Fuck all you faggot ass sell out hoes
And fuck anybody denying the juggalos
Come to the underground and get bit
Tell your boys I'ma hater and I'm talkin' helly shit!