Twiztid

[fox69]

"Shock & Awe"

"Shock & Awe"


Thank you. And the nominees for the best solo underground duo acoustik country urban pop remix classical cover band artist duo and or group or and or solo artist groups are:

Don't read it time to shut em down, turn another page put em in the blind magazine, crusade kill em all, burn em all, take em to the streets, another publisist dead page 153 only credit was a cover, tag next months issue read all about fallen bears dissen you heres a story for that ass lotus ready to brawl bringin you blood shock and awe bring it on.

You cant make or break me fuck MTV. I'ma underground killa huntin VIP murderous me followin Tom home with a 12 inch shank about to bloody the chrome. I cut his throat so deep nearly cut off his head 13 wounds found in the chest of his kids and his wife...I still got his wife she be suckin our dicks at the Pod as we write.

Shock (stab em up) and awe (watch em fall) and then back into the underworld we crawl (so fuck yall bitches) Shock (stab em up) and awe (watch em fall) and then back into the underworld we crawl (so fuck yall bitches)

I pull up strapin bombs at your tailgate parties rush your gate with atleast 45 of my homies dissen out pilerigs knockin out sound man, jump in your mosh pit with my hatchet in hand OzzFest, Blood Fest, snow corner more showin all these faggots all about hardcore tiein hands with mic cords and burn down your stage all this shit in all juggalos names

As soon as I walk in the door I set it off I slap Fred Durst and the guy who plays "Ross" so tipped and just rushed the stage and choked the shit outta Chris Cornell for ruinin Rage lights go out mind doin again and when they come back on i got my dick in Lil Kim I pulled off the rubber and bitch slapped Danny Glover now I swing on Ashton Kutcher and I bet I get the cover.

Shock (stab em up) and awe (watch em fall) and then back into the underworld we crawl (so fuck yall bitches) Shock (stab em up) and awe (watch em fall) and then back into the underworld we crawl (so fuck yall bitches)

Fuck the radio and all the songs they play there playlist are wack and there DJ's are gay. I ain't payin you shit to play my song 5g's for rotation you know thats wrong got to come off more money to air my shit gotta pay an A&R to straight suck ya dick take ya to lunch get ya all drunk N shit I'm like FUCK NAH fuck you N the mainstream bitch.

I bomb on all you block parties whats that fuckin radio friendly love songs that shit is wack all you candy coated rappers you red cap wearers i got 7 slugs and 11 pallbearers the only block I know is a block for my gat when I cock the hammer and pull the trigger back erasing the top 10 spots and cut out cha hearts and make you number 1 on the dead chart BIATCH.

Shock (stab em up) and awe (watch em fall) and then back into the underworld we crawl (so fuck yall bitches) Shock (stab em up) and awe (watch em fall) and then back into the underworld we crawl (so fuck yall bitches)

And the nominees are Dirty Lunch Meat, The Tumbling Elbows, Hot Garbage, Fred Parker & The Pleasant Trees, MC Alfredo, (Huh Huh) CreamSauce Haa-I fucked it all up hahaha

 

[fox69]

"Sick Man"
(feat. Blaze Ya Dead Homie)

"Sick Man"
(feat. Blaze Ya Dead Homie)



[Verse 1: Madrox]
Cover my eyes with the cloak of night
Till the darkness and shadows consume everything in sight
Mute my voice from the screams of pain
In blood curdling terror till my words fade away
Bond my wrist with a spool of twine
Collect me and keep me safe and confined
Cover my head with a burlap sack
I can hear where I'm going but never find my way back
Dig me a hole with the shovel of death
And kick me done deep and take my last breath
Dead or unconscious assuming I passed
Awaiting to separate from my spirit and cross paths
Leave me to decompose my body petrifies
My corpse becomes skeletal insects and flies
Feeding on me and eating my body
And they think I'm still missing but the sick man got me

[Hook:]
Hes got his eye on you.
Sick man
He's in love with your death
Sick man
Your never safe cause hes out there
Sick man
Now your the victim in his gaze
There are no rules we don't play fair
Sick man

[Verse 2: Monoxide]
I'm tied up
Dried blood covers my eyes
What have I got myself into tonight
I'm alone in a room and I'm feeling like I might
Just become somebody's victim the lights
Keep flickering off an on and I'm trippin
I can't believe I got myself in this position
Somebody's coming I can hear them unlocking the dead bolt
It must be dawn and I all I can hear the threshold
Is knocking the floor and I can hear him getting closer
And I'm trying to ignore
The best hope is a joke
And I don't think that it is though
It's been about a week I've been down here In limbo
And every time I speak I get stabbed with utensils
So I do my best to keep my motherfucking lips closed
All along I've been caught by a skitzo
It so out of the ordinary to live though

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Blaze Ya Dead Homie]
Put the lotion on my skin do it when I'm told
Been locked inside the hole so long my beards full grown
Mental pain and chains that restrain and maintain
Make it cause real change in the brain it's insane
How I pray every day to be free and never be
I can see myself giving up in his reality
Will it ever end?
Will I see my family and friends?
God take me out the clutches the one they call the sick man
Others he has captured not to long after their dead
If they could comprehend that he is master
Keeps the head as trophies cooks the rest neck to toe
Feeds it to me every night nothing left but bones
He bathes in the blood of the dead when he is well fed
He has conversations with the voices in his head.
I pray for my death hope it's quick an painless
Only then would I be free as one of the nameless

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Smoke Break"

"Smoke Break"


[Flicks lighter]
[Inhales deep]
Smoke break
[coughs]
If you smoke bud then say hell yeah
Smoke, hell yeah
Smoke, hell yeah
If you smoke bud then say hell yeah
Smoke, hell yeah
Smoke, hell yeah
If you smoke bud then say hell yeah
Smoke, hell yeah
Smoke, hell yeah
If you smoke bud then say hell yeah
Smoke, hell yeah
Smoke, hell yeah

 

[fox69]

"So High"

"So High"


[Monoxide]
Now I'm smoking like a chimney
With the purple cush up in me
I'm really on cloud nine I got aliens sitting with me
So many seem to forget we will smoke until your eyes get peeled
So every now and again we gotta remind ya about the smoker deal
One, never smoke it brown and not if I don't break it down
And three, if we ain't fucking don't be touching on my thunder now
My mouth is getting dry and you see the veins in my eyeballs
Looking like I just doused em in alcohol
I light a Newport I'm also addicted to menthol
And I'll be smoking till the coroner calls
And my plants are all tall and fluffy
And when I'm checking my buds
I swear to god I start to dance like puffy
I'm old school like a huffy and a set of roach clips
And if you notice when you looking
I get the resin on my lips
I put a halfy in a paper and you'll never see it drip
And I'll smoke it till it burns all the way down to my fingertips

[Chorus]
I'm so high
And I'm never coming down, never coming down
I'm so high
Never ever gonna touch the ground (ground)
I'm so high
And I'm never coming down, never coming down
And I'm never gonna come back down

[Jamie Madrox]
I'm so twisted and smoking Jane gets me lifted
I sip hypnotic till my bladders full and I'm pissing
I only smoke bammer if it's carefully sifted
To avoid sticks and beans from splitting the seams
If its weak smoke more
What you think them zig zag packs
Come packed with thirty two leaves inside for
If your lucky enough to be blowing gan
You better hit it like a pro and hold it as long as you can

[Lavel]
We get high like everyday
We smoke weed like everyday
We rather die then be dry
So don't play
So if you don't wanna smoke get the fuck out the way
We get high like everyday
We smoke weed like everyday
We rather die than be dry
So don't play
So if you don't wanna smoke get the fuck out the way

[Chorus]
I'm so high
And I'm never coming down, never coming down
I'm so high
Never ever gonna touch the ground (ground)
I'm so high
And I'm never coming down, never coming down
And I'm never gonna come back down

[Violent J]
I'm fucking doing good I can afford my habit
Seven hundred sack a cush watch me grab it
I'm a fool like that
Smoking in the parking lot outside a court
I'll get you higher that the airport
I know you trying to be a homie passing me that tree
But you fucking with professionals and rookies get beat
I fucking slap kids passing me the buster brown dust
I get insulted leave you with your crown bust
I fail piss tests and give a shit less
And you're a fool like a mother fucker thinking you gonna hit this
Back up off me softly you puke hitting mine
Even if you catch a contact it's your quittin' time
I'm riding with Madrox we smoking up mad blocks
Rattling your street leaving smelling like Woodstock
Get some hatchet in your life get some matches and light up
A fucking plant with me, boy we family!

[Chorus]
I'm so high
And I'm never coming down, never coming down
I'm so high
Never ever gonna touch the ground (ground)
I'm so high
And I'm never coming down, never coming down
And I'm never gonna come back down
Never ever gonna touch the ground (ground)
I'm so high

I'm so high

I'm so high

And I'm never gonna come back down

[Outro]
(Hello)
Tina girl please tell me I'm awake cause I think I'm dreaming
[Illegible]
Oh I think I met my soul mate at the pulse last night honey
(What!!!)
He was adorable he was so drunk and so hot then I gave him one of those little things
(Uh huh)
He danced for me in his drawers girl
[Illegible]
Well yea he's sleeping right now he took me home
(What!!!)
Wooo he freaked me girl
(Oh my god) [Illegible]
Yes yea oh he's gotta wake up and take me home soon
Cause girl I am starving and all he had in his fridge was some cheese and dough nuts
And I finished that an hour ago so I'm gonna have to wake him up
(You're gonna wake him up!!!!)
OK I'll call you then
(K)
Bye girl
[Click]
[Creaking and groaning]
Honey boo you gotta get up, wake up honey you gotta take me home.
(I smell some --)
You remember me right?
(Hey who the fuck is you?!)
(No you didn't! No you didn't!)
(Did you rape me?!?)
[Crying] You don't remember me!!!
(Wait a minute get outta my house!!)
(Are you a man? Wait a minute: What part of the game is this man?)

 

[fox69]

"Somebody's Dissin' U"

"Somebody's Dissin' U"


They call me Hektik
Cause the way the pain is interjected
You talk shit you gonna regret it
Fuck it, you said it
Watch your mouth fool
I'm on the move
Time to play
For words you say
One level of pain on display
Bitch back off
Too late your bitch is spread out, you jack off
Keepin you wishing that you was dead off
The planet
Can't understand it? Let me explain
All that shit you talked drove me insane
But my brain swells, my ears bleed
And all the bad level of attack is underrated, remember that
Head's get cracked with baseball bats
I love the sound it makes when it pings
I even love it when my ears ring
Stomp on suckers in a second
Leave you with no sign of recollection
Rearrange your whole memory section
Disease, infection, over night I die slowly
Covered in corn stalks, protected by the oak trees
Freeze muthafuckas
Get your hands in the air muthafuckas
This ain't a game
I don't talk shit I slit necks just because
Catchin' the buzz
And keeping a look out for the fuzz
If I get hit by the cops I'm goin' out like Val Kilmer
Heat the whole squad, droppin the bomb then watch em simmer
Pain is a beautiful thang it makes my spine shiver
Murder for hire, better believe I deliver
If you think somebody's dissin you they probably are
So far all I been hearin is player hatin(Oh yeah)
If you think somebody's dissin you they probably are
So far all I been hearin is player hatin
Moving with the speed of the robot sonic exhaust
Chronic fumes, fuel, gin, and tonic
Half of the world is corrupt and alive
Other half is depressed and they want to die
I.S.I.
Why ask why?
Realize there's a killer in your face
Look him in his eyes
Before your body dies
I'ma grab your soul straight up out your chest
Put it in my black glass jar
With all the rest
Of the competition
Pack rhymes with precision
Eliminating adversaries
And all of our divisions are cuttin like an incision
While other suckers is missin
With enough cheese for 3 niggas in college with tuition
Take a listen I drop knowledge like a teacher
An ill preacher preaching a sermon
I been learning how to sing along with the dead man's song
He's got an X in his head so I know what side he's on
And brain dead people always say right on
They got 10 on the weed cause we all high arms
We let bygones be bygones and then dismiss
Your wack ass bitches in the abyss
Fuck the diss
Cause you let your colors show too many times
It goes way deeper than rhymes
Fuck a beat cause I rock accapella
Crazy ass fella
Used to fuck Cinderella
In the back of the pumpkin coach
Smoking roach after roach
Fuck her all night
And in the mornin make me French toast
Coast to coast
Drop knowledge like a teacher
I.S.I. in this bitch we play the preachers
If you think somebody's dissin you they probably are
So far all I been hearin is player hatin
If you think somebody's dissin you they probably are
So far all I been hearin is player hatin

 

[fox69]

"Something Wierd"

"Something Wierd"


Are you enjoying that?
Just shut the fuck up and sit and watch!

I comes like BLAM! AHH! All up in your face
To give you mothafuckas a taste
Of whatever I'm kickin'
Damn, the shit is finger-lickin'
Like the pussy attached to the bitch I'm stickin'
Flickin'
The cunt-ilingous real tough
'Cause I wear a pair of thighs like some mothafuckin'
ear muffs
Lick it up
Because I gets to the point
Sit back, relax, and smoke a fuckin' joint
Rough, rougher than the corsite of the sandpaper
More complex than menthaliptous with the soothing
vapors
Where the papers?
Because I wanna get high
Lay on the lawn and stare at the sky
I'm quite disgusted
When some gets apathetic
I'll scream out my battle cry and freeze you up like
cryogenics
Anasthetic, carbon monoxide
A mind-meld
Pressure on your mind until your mind swells
It's something weird

Check the sound
Peep this freaky shit goin' down
Grab on to the rhythm like it owns your soul
Ask me where my brain is, man, I don't know
(Weird!!)
Check the sound
Peep this freaky shit goin' down
Grab on to the rhythm like it owns your soul
Ask me where my brain is, man, I don't know
(Weird!!)

Listen as I mingle
You start to tingle
You peep the jingle
I got you salivatin' for a Mr. Bones single
Lyrics illuminate like some candles
Nastier than ashy ass feet in some open toed sandles
Dimension X is the port to imagination
Desecration
Of the body, mind deprivation
In relation
To the son of man you can't avoid
'Cause I'm on the Dark Side of the Moon like Pink Floyd
Can you see me?
Maybe if you see me, you'll believe me
A hexogonic case
Skeleton face
On your TV
Turn the channel
And I'll just reappear
And make sure that we're all cleeaarr...
On the subject that I'm stressin', the shit is kinda deep like Atlantis
Mothafuckas nowadays be actin' scandulous
But fuck em', and fuck you too if you down wit' em' I aim to split em'
And eat they ass up with the deadly rhythm I'm bringin'
Pain to your ears loud and clear
So turn it up and freak out, it's something weird

Check the sound
Peep this freaky shit goin' down
Grab on to the rhythm like it owns your soul
Ask me where my brain is, man, I don't know
(Weird!!)
Check the sound
Peep this freaky shit goin' down
Grab on to the rhythm like it owns your soul
Ask me where my brain is, man, I don't know
Check the sound
Peep this freaky shit goin' down...
(Weird!!)

I wanna rip the skin off my body so I can see my skeleton
The thinks you think are mandatory I think are irrelevent
In fact, a lunatic is not always insane
Society bends the mind intends to give pain
Maintain long enough to live your life
Maintain your sanity long enough so you can get paid
Looking for my mind, I think I lost it
And fuck every last muthafucka out there that wanna talk shit
I give a fuck not what you think
I'm down to blast your ass everytime you blink
So think
Sucka
Mothafucka
You besta back up
Before I crack up
And nut-up
And fuck yo' ass up
I rip the rhyme like it has to be
What's my mental capacity
You're askin' me
I'm hittin' like 6.9 on the Richter Scale
I'm walkin' a ghostly trail
Scratches from the fingernails
Ghastly grooves overcoming the whole state
But wait, it gets better, just wait
Something weird....

Check the sound
Peep this freaky shit goin' down
Grab on to the rhythm like it owns your soul
Ask me where my brain is, man, I don't know
(Weird!!)
Check the sound
Peep this freaky shit goin' down
Grab on to the rhythm like it owns your soul
Ask me where my brain is, man, I don't know
(Weird!!)
Check the sound
Peep this freaky shit goin' down
Grab on to the rhythm like it owns your soul
Ask me where my brain is, man, I don't know
(Weird!!)
Check the sound
Peep this freaky shit goin' down
Grab on to the rhythm like it owns your soul
Ask me where my brain is, man, I don't know
(Weird!!)

Yeah....

 

[fox69]

"Speculationz"
(feat. E-40)

"Speculationz"
(feat. E-40)



[Monoxide Child]
Speculation has it, that I'm the freakiest one
I like to rip out my tongue and spit the black magic
And I'm supposed to be fucking some crack addict without a rubber?
And I already got a baby by her mother?
They say I'm a sci-fi wizard of sorts
And my momma, she was a banshee, she was drowned by the courts
They say my little brother Jamie, he's dead and in a grave, and I'm all alone and afraid
And everything I gave has been so underestimated, I've been hated by generations
For having conversations with people who didn't make it
How could I fake it?
I'm a monster, remember me? The weirdo with the axe, from another galaxy
I keep a blender in my kitchen filled to rim with the blood
And spit suspicions of me drinking it up
So it's fucked, scatter stones, get out my Kool-Aid
I'm blasting away from all you haters
Hit me up on my two-way

[Chorus x4]
Besides some bullshit falling down
I'm okay

[Jamie Madrox]
Speculation has it that I'm a drunk and a drug addict
A shit talker, always trying to start static
A borderline faggot, with long fingernails
Either that or he's a coke head, but I don't think he cares
Speculation has it that I have already engaged in sexually fantasies with me and Gwen Stefani
A video taping, internet downloads
Speculations is called is the one who gets boned
I can't escape it, mistake it, or fake it out
Look you in the face as if I don't know what you talking about
Speculation, you heard I don't spit on no bodies shit, but no, don't hate me
Many mouths to feed, and many personalities, and me looking to get P.A.I.D
Is it a lie or is it true?
You can put that on our skills they stay snug like my Batman suit

[Chorus x4]
Besides some bullshit falling down
I'm okay

[E-40]
Smash the flash I have the plastic backing
Speculation, hateration, me and Twiztid don't give a ...
Mistaking, papered up, smashing independently
With a dedicated ass fanbase, and don't a mothafucka hear from me
Speculation, see they just don't know
I be rapping too fast, they be listening too slow
I be spitting sluggish
E-40 be spitting thuggish
E-40 be representing the bottery up in the cop, got the dirt popping
Ain't no stopping a pimp
Walk with a limp
Elbows on bimp
Flopping on hips
Sipping on sip, sipping on sip
Dipping and skating and bounce to this shit
Me and Twiztid be twisted
Me and Twiztid be gone
Me and Twiztid be blisted
Me and Twiztid be stoned
Gone on our head, dead, dead wrong
Smoking turtle, beating on our chest like King Kong
Conversating acting and poking, that's how it's hanging today
Trying to persuade this liquor into giving me brain

[Chorus x4]
Besides some bullshit falling down
I'm okay

 

[fox69]

"Spiderwebs"

"Spiderwebs"


She was a type of girl
get me in so much trouble
head over heels in this
thats why I love her

I don't like the way that she talks to me
when she tells me those things that I rather not hear in my ear
but they're comin' out her mouth and they're HD clear

she don't like the way that I talk when
I'm sayin' that I'm walking out the door
with no remorse for this and now she's pissed

I don't think she loves me but attracted inside
a fact above me and the look in her eyes when
she takin her clothes off and we're treated
like a washing machine to drop a load off

she don't think that I give a fuck to care
but I'd rather die
but the truth of the matter its all a lie
and I can't get her outta my mind I'm so blind

I'm tangled in the spiderwebs and can't get out
its like you're breakin' my heart when you open your mouth
its like you're so excited when you're bringin' me down
bringin' me down
bringin' me down
bringin' me down

I don't like the way that she flirts
with mini skirts and tight shirts
and we're drinkin' at the local bar
and she givin' everybody the fuck me eyes

She don't like the way I'm obsessed
and why's she wearing that dress man
need to cover her breasts and maybe
they'll leave her alone

I don't like the way she's so care free
those who knows where don't call me
the condoms in the drawer right there
no more so she must be cheating

She hates when I keep calling her cell phone
like I got thrown in jail holmes
and all I really want is the four digit number
to her voicemail passcode

I'm tangled in the spiderwebs and can't get out
its like you're breakin' my heart when you open your mouth
its like you're so excited when you're bringin' me down
bringin' me down
bringin' me down
bringin' me down

I don't like the way that she left me
strung me along and upset me
broke my heart in two
and like a trophy she kept me

she don't like the fact that I won't leave
callin the police on me
why you actin' so phoney
like you don't know me baby

I'm tangled in the spiderwebs and can't get out
its like you're breakin' my heart when you open your mouth
its like you're so excited when you're bringin' me down
bringin' me down
bringin' me down
bringin' me down

I'm tangled in the spiderwebs and can't get out
its like you're breakin' my heart when you open your mouth
its like you're so excited when you're bringin' me down
bringin' me down
bringin' me down
bringin' me down

 

[fox69]

"Spin The Bottle"
(feat. Insane Clown Posse)

"Spin The Bottle"
(feat. Insane Clown Posse)



Man fuck that shit man
Fuck that, what?
Man what's up with this bitch?
She better come suck my dick or sumthin
Who's going next?
I'm dying to see
Spin the bottle baby and give it to me
It's Paulie baby Paulie with nipple lickin love
Sportin cowboy boots and a florescent glove
I lasso you up and then I jump on your back
I, I, I needs no saddle I just sit on my nut sack
Who's going next?
I'm dying to see
Spin the bottle baby and give it to me
It's Stretch Nuts up to bat
And I finna get this hoe
Bottle still spinnin and my sack about to blow
Up in my pants
Chickie chick stop the frontin
Let's skip the game and get on the humpin
Who's going next?
I'm dying to see
Spin the bottle baby and give it to me
It's me Jamie Madrox
Creator of dreams,
I tap, and touch, and tickle
Till you melt like ice cream
I know you want my body
Fat kids are so sexy
Take off all your clothes
Come over here and get next to me biatch
Who's going next?
I'm dying to see
Spin the bottle baby and give it to me
It's Violent J baby
The wizard of the streets
Sportin your panties
Just to show you I'm a freak
I slide in your bed for a cotton surprise
And you got clown make-up smeared
On your inner thighs
Give it to me
Give it to me (Man who the bottle pointin on?)
Give it to me
Give it to me
Give it to me (Somebody better suck my dick in this muthafucka)
Give it to me
Give it to me (I ain't playin no more)
Give it to me
Who's going next?
I'm dying to see
Spin the bottle baby and give it to me
You can call me the plumber cause I snake your drain
But buttermilk love nugget that be the name
I swings to the left
Cause I'm swift with my meat
And I tickle twist your nippy nipples off with ease (Damn)
Who's going next?
I'm dying to see
Spin the bottle baby and give it to me
Spin number 2
And my chances lookin good
Already hit one neden
Now I'm goin for her friend
It don't make a difference I really don't care
The size or the shape as long as she got neden hair
Give it to me
Who's going next?
I'm dying to see
Spin the bottle baby and give it to me
Bang, bang, bang
No I ain't trippin
Pink fun, so wet, that my thangs slippin
But quicker than I bat my eyes
She replied
I could get better traction if I hit from the side
Now baby, baby
Bitch, bitch
Let me get some neden
Try to leave this nut stain on your Mama's bed
Who's going next?
I'm dying to see
Spin the bottle baby and give it to me
It's me again J
I would love to turn you out
But I, I think I'll pass
Cause your shit is blew out
J, j, just hold the shit together
Or sumthin baby yo
Or maybe you could let me holla
At your booty hole, c'mon
Give it to me
Give it to me (Man you gonna suck Violent J's dick)
Give it to me
Give it to me
Give it to me (Lick Shaggy's balls)
Give it to me
Give it to me (Fuck Monoxide)
Give it to me
Give it to me (And you can't even touch my butt)
Who's going next?
I'm dying to see (Bitch I'll choke your ass)
Spin the bottle baby and give it to me (Muthafucka, how many times the bottle gotta land on me?)
Who's going next? (I ain't gettin no love in this muthafucka)
I'm dying to see
Spin the bottle baby and give it to me (Hey look, look touch my butt)
Who's going next? (Touch my butt right now)
I'm dying to see (I'ma pull my butt out)
Spin the bottle baby and give it to me (You better touch my shit)
Who's going next? (I know where you live, touch my butt)
I'm dying to see (Touch my ass right now)
Spin the bottle baby and give it to me (Touch me, touch my ass)
Who's going next? (Girl you better touch my ass)

 

[fox69]

"Stardust"

"Stardust"


Im not here now, gimme a call back, leave me a message
tell me what the fuck is goin on, Alright peace.

Oh my god, I just had a fuckin' dream about this shit
called 'Stardust', dog. Me and you are gonna change
the world, We're gonna be the new Ron Popeil. Our
commercials on every channel, I'm telling you this
shit is fuckin'.... And did uh, Lavel call you talking
about a place to stay or something? I think he said
he's gonna kill his moms, man call me back dog.

[Madrox]
Step right up, ladies and gentlemen have a seat
I'm about to show you a product, everyone is sure to need
This product I have right here, is small and light in weight
And can be concealed in any handbag or briefcase
Stardust
We're not sure just what it does
But the response has been overwhelming, from clients that tell us
"If it wasn't for this here product and so on...."
Man, there's so many letters, and they go on and on
It's a miracle in a bottle, and it sells itself
If you got problems in life, this here product can help
This opportunity is golden, I'm holding in my hand
The key to a brand new life, for those who have a shilling or two
And been compelled by the product
And intrigued, about what it can do for you
Honest, it's the last case I got, and when they're gone, they're gone
Take a chance with stardust, it'll fix whatever's wrong

[Chorus x2]
Nothing can be better than this
It only cost what you're spending on it
It's absolutely not a hustle or fraud
You're either buying, or you're moving along

[Monoxide]
What's this ya ask, I can't say
'Cause what I'm selling here today, effects each in a different way
And I'd be glad to give you a little sample, but a dabble isn't ample
And plus if people see, then I get trampled
Grab hold of my hand ma'am, and walk with me
Don't go hiding in the back, and try to talk to me
I can see 'em start to well up in your eyes
Like raindrops falling from the sky, give it a try
And how about you,
Ain't ya sick of being picked on for nothing?
Well I'm gonna tell you what to do,
Ain't you sick of being pushed, hit, kicked, and even spit on
Well get you some of this, and then tell them haters to get on
Now I been living off the stuff,
That we been selling for some time now
And look at me, I'm finer than a line now
I didn't come to pull the wool over your eyes,
But if you're looking for a change, then it's finally arrived

[Chorus x2]

[Madrox & Monoxide]
Come with us as we embark, on a tale of a
salesman-slash-hustler
'Cause if you got money, you're a potential customer
Have you ever seen something unbelievable in your life?
Probably not, but people are ready to buy
Anything, from anybody, any time at all
Snake oils, wristwatch, stardust, he got it all
And it's all half off, and everything has to go
It's a limited time offer, 'cause funds are running real low
Before you wake up, we're already gone
On our way, another town, another story evolves
And it's been done for so long, that I don't even feel wrong
It's second nature, it's as easy as just walking along
I never tie myself down, to anything I couldn't leave
In less than twenty seconds, and believe
I won't forget it, I'm just a hustler, you can trace it in my bloodlines
Ask them for the name of the greatest, I bet they say mine

[Chorus (repeats)]