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"What I'm Feelin'"

"What I'm Feelin'"


[Chorus:]
The drugs keepin me high
I just wanna eliminate everyone thats in sight
The wicked shits alive in me and it will never die
I just wanna let you know inside what I'm feelin
Feelin endevoured I'm still alive
Killers who cut throats the only ones that survive
The wicked shits alive in me and it will never die
I just wanna let you know inside what I'm feelin

[Monoxide]
I'm sick like hotel beds
And gettin head
In a motel where
My ex-girls in the corner dead
The coroner said it was an overdose
So I cut his throat and left him for dead
I slide him over home
I'm a stoner with his motor blown
And I get high over leavin wack mcee's comatose
You ain't shit you suck
So what you got your vitals mixed up
J hand me the bitch so I can pump this shit up like training day
I'm holdin the real killers who walk and never run away
Put your fuckin gun away
'for I get pissed off then piss on ya like a rainy day
I ain't happy I'm the other way
Stayin mad as fuck and always lookin to retaliate
So if you wondering why I magigate
Just refer to the real definition of assassinate

[Chorus]

[Madrox]
Here we go and were takin it back to basics
We make a mark and you marks try to erase it
We take dilemma and usually we embrace it
We were born in chaos with carnival faces
Hows that for odd
Sent here to eliminate false profits and DemiGods of statistics
Mediums, moguls and spreaders of the falseness
With they heads lopped off and bodies tied to crosses
Followers have been exposed
With overactive temperal lobes
Up in they dome
No indiviuality more clones on the production line
Manufacture and faximilated rhymes for the twelfth time
Thirteen's synonomous with the oddity's
Stay hungry for flesh like the piranha be
Killer tryin to dishonor me
Nothin is sacred in a dead economy
So bury me deap where the haters will never bother me

[Chorus]

[Madrox]
They got a problem with us and the way we tellin it
Not a statistic refuse to be irrelevent
Disorted in sick shit
Ooze from every element
You can blame it on my soul but the music be compelling it
To do the type of shit to make you feel it when you hear it
Musical ducktape
To patch the holes in your spirt
No jump on fate
We tomahawk with the lyrics
And stay buzz wordy while your shit's on clearance

[Monoxide]
You phonier than cinamax porn and bein torn
Between bein a label whore
And wishin you were never born
I'm not hear to scorn
I'm just sayin that your nothin more than a porn on a board in a fake war
And now you fuck with ya millisha
Whirl with that government issue
Wont miss ya
I ain't gotta spit a line to diss ya
I got a line around the block of folks commin to get ya

[Chorus]
 
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"What Ya Really Want"

"What Ya Really Want"


[Monoxide]
Alright its time to change the mood up a little bit,
this one right here,
this is the one that you play when your trying to let her know that it goes no longer than tonight.
Just that one special night, no strings attached,
Just me an you, or actually you an whoever you may be trying to kick it to, thats this one

[Chorus]
Stop! Oh tell me what you really want, you be lookin at me like you're interested.
Gone crazy when you tell me what you really want gimme half a second an we be undressing,
(Ohhh) rejection I cannot deal with hearts have been broken,
(Ohhh) aggression building inside me soaked in emotion.

[Verse 1 - Madrox]
You so selfish probably want me all to yourself tied up and helpless,
did I make your wish-list, still look interested an not pissed,
sprung you like a jack in the box, when I was handling my business,
now its back up, so many skanked asses indecent proposals and formal advances,
many mixed drinks looking like fishing hooks wit bait on the end hoping that she don't wanna be friends,
if she do than I move onto the next one,
hoping her pink fund got a little room for my love gun,
ya know that I'm loaded an I never shoot blanks so spend the night wit me an in the mornin you'll be thankful.

[Chorus]

[Verse 2 - Monoxide]
All I really wanna do to you lock up in a hotel room,
get a bit of that good weed, an fuck till we both cant move,
don't matter who you came wit, even if you his main bitch,
I just wanna get a little bit freaky, an hopefully you on the same shit,
wonder how we make it so you boyfriend will never know,
housekeeping ya mouth closed like ya used to do wit yo legs,
(Ohh) gotta lift something like windows, tellin all of her kinfolk,
all of that I had I got the word right back to the reason that your hear for,
ever heard of the thing in the hood that the real is callin low low,
but thats somebody cuzin for ya in to rollin solo,
just want to let ya know for the turn of all the lights,
its ya last chance to roll with the player of my caliber of my likeness.

[Chorus]
 
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"What's On My Mind"

"What's On My Mind"


[Hook:]
What's on my mind
Stays on my mind

[Verse 1 - Jamie Madrox:]
My mind envisions a new scene
Infecting the mainstream, with the Friday the 13th, mixed with Halloween
Spill it on your screen
Let it bump through your speakers
Till you pause mesmerized like a deer up in the high beams
Walkin' through a daydream, maybe you’re asleep
Fuck it I don't think it matters when you're becoming a creep
What's on my mind? Horror, death, blood and violence
Divided by antrum, two moments of silence
Where I sit alone in a room in a chair and I stare
Into a mirror and communicate with a monster that's there
And I'm scared to prepare the harness of death he requests
But it hurt cause he keeps blowing his way inside of my chest
And my mind says “Ah stop, it doesn’t really hurt
Shrug it off, don't be a pussy, go put another shirt"
A few drops of blood that bleed from me all the time
Put down the knife, for now
That’s all my mind says while I’m dying

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Monoxide:]
I don’t think you’re ready for goin' in my head
Instead you got a better chance of waking up the dead
Or maybe finding a monster living under your bed
Or unlocking the door that you’ve been really afraid to go in
Pop a ouji board on the floor with a friend
And contact the dead and let the questions begin
I’m so much worst than sin
So they keep me all locked up so you’ll never see me again
Feel like I’m always in a battle, it's gettin' harder to handle
Like dripping wax from a candle, all I think about is hurting people
I’m not a hero, but they’re callin' me super evil
So I walk around with a cape and a Xanax
Better keep me strapped to the mattress
And hope I never wake up from my dream with a sadness
But all I ever seem to see is a cloud of blackness
And my reality is just a catfish

[Hook]
 
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"Whatthefuck!?!?"

"Whatthefuck!?!?"


He just walked up out of the rain
I swear to god that's all it was to it.
I just brought him here.
You have a room for him?
Uh yes 13
Hey can I leave now
Fuck you
It's alright alright it don't matter to me
He's probably listening.
If he is I've got one thing to say
This is the last Halloween for that lousy factory of his
Pretty wild shit going on in their, I I heard rumors
Like what, what'd you hear?
This year I'm gonna get me about a case and a half
Of Malatove cocktails, burn that son of a bitch right down.
Last Halloween for them.
So whatthefuck
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (Increase the deceased, will your body rest in peace?)
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (Now that your soul get's released when your body rot's)
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (In the grave will you have time to pray?)
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (Hoping that your soul will be saved)
Hey yo, fuck everybody that ain't down with us.
Superstars incorporated label us, infamous.
Niggas is ridiculous for trying to replicate our contexts.
Not equivalent to my terror, they suffer broke necks.
Bitch ass niggas is trying to imitate my real-estate.
So me and Monoxide Child we had to migrate
Like ducks in the winter
We sinners with the halos.
Left the company in the dust for lack of payroll.
Now we stable
On our feet, willing and able
To switch it from your groin to your naval
You wanna talk of fables
I turn the tables like the exorcist
Dominate your cerebellum so don't stand next to this
Multiple equation, abrasion to your mindstate
Inquisitive minds and eyes dilate
While I dominate on the underground level
I'm not the devil with no whores, pitchforks or shovels
So can you dig it I be Jamie Madrox bleach white like Mr.Clorox
Be cold like Mr.Thomas but I don't be claiming White Sox
My Louisville Slugger, my weapon for bashing brains
Leavin' competition tangled in chains like I was Pinhead
A Cenobite, livin' at night
Afraid of sunlight
Police told to shoot on sight
You think they might?
If they do I'll return fire at rapid speeds
Show them bitches a trick I got up my sleeve
Increase the deceased
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (Increase the deceased, will your body rest in peace?)
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (Now that your soul get's released when your body rot's)
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (In the grave will you have time to pray?)
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah. (Hoping that your soul will be saved)
Tell you the truth it's like this
Everybody can suck my dick
And I could give a fuck less bitch.
You ain't shit
And I'ma be the first to tell
I got your family all hostage and they burnin in hell
True, I sold my soul, I never did shit with it
But I could give a fuck about it
So I know that I could live without it.
A constant struggle to get to the top
Increase the deceased, let it pop then watch 'em drop
Pressing the button stopping at nothing
You fuck with grown folks
Kids you better think before you say something
All up your crib, what looking for goods
Scream style muthafuckas with them masks in the hoods
It ain't good remember that
All you suckers on the Internet
Thinking it's cool but we ain't into that.
Sitting in my room alone mad depressed
Relieve the stress by sticking pencils in my chest
God bless a bag of weed
So I can get high and get back at you suckers in music
With some shit to make your ears bleed
Proceed to talk that shit, it's all wack
I'm gonna get high and pay the whole world back
Increase the deceased
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (Increase the deceased will your body rest in peace? )
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (Now that your soul is released when your body rot's)
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (In the grave will you have time to pray?)
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah. (Hoping that your soul will be saved)
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah
So whatthefuck
Whatthefuck bitches I.S.I. in this bitch!
Yeah...
 
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"Whatthefuck!?!? (Extra Crispy Mix)"

"Whatthefuck!?!? (Extra Crispy Mix)"


He just walked up out of the rain
I swear to god that's all it was to it.
I just brought him here.
You have a room for him?
Uh yes 13
Hey can I leave now
Fuck you
It's alright alright it don't matter to me
He's probably listening.
If he is I've got one thing to say
This is the last Halloween for that lousy factory of his
Pretty wild shit going on in their, I I heard rumors
Like what, what'd you hear?
This year I'm gonna get me about a case and a half
Of Malatove cocktails, burn that son of a bitch right down.
Last Halloween for them.
So whatthefuck
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (Increase the deceased, will your body rest in peace?)
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (Now that your soul get's released when your body rot's)
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (In the grave will you have time to pray?)
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (Hoping that your soul will be saved)
Hey yo, fuck everybody that ain't down with us.
Superstars incorporated label us, infamous.
Niggas is ridiculous for trying to replicate our contexts.
Not equivalent to my terror, they suffer broke necks.
Bitch ass niggas is trying to imitate my real-estate.
So me and Monoxide Child we had to migrate
Like ducks in the winter
We sinners with the halos.
Left the company in the dust for lack of payroll.
Now we stable
On our feet, willing and able
To switch it from your groin to your naval
You wanna talk of fables
I turn the tables like the exorcist
Dominate your cerebellum so don't stand next to this
Multiple equation, abrasion to your mindstate
Inquisitive minds and eyes dilate
While I dominate on the underground level
I'm not the devil with no whores, pitchforks or shovels
So can you dig it I be Jamie Madrox bleach white like Mr.Clorox
Be cold like Mr.Thomas but I don't be claiming White Sox
My Louisville Slugger, my weapon for bashing brains
Leavin' competition tangled in chains like I was Pinhead
A sin to bite, livin' at night
Afraid of sunlight
Police told to shoot on sight
You think they might?
If they do I'll return fire at rapid speeds
Show them bitches a trick I got up my sleeve
Increase the deceased
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (Increase the deceased, will your body rest in peace?)
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (Now that your soul get's released when your body rot's)
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (In the grave will you have time to pray?)
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah. (Hoping that your soul will be saved)
Tell you the truth it's like this
Everybody can suck my dick
And I could give a fuck less bitch.
You ain't shit
And I'ma be the first to tell
I got your family all hostage and they burnin in hell
True, I sold my soul, I never did shit with it
But I could give a fuck about it
So I know that I could live without it.
A constant struggle to get to the top
Increase the deceased, let it pop then watch 'em drop
Pressing the button stopping at nothing
You fuck with grown folks
Kids you better think before you say something
All up your crib, what looking for goods
Scream style muthafuckas with them masks in the hoods
It ain't good remember that
All you suckers on the Internet
Thinking it's cool but we ain't into that.
Sitting in my room alone mad depressed
Relieve the stress by sticking pencils in my chest
God bless a bag of weed
So I can get high and get back at you suckers in music
With some shit to make your ears bleed
Proceed to talk that shit, it's all wack
I'm gonna get high and pay the whole world back
Increase the deceased
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (Increase the deceased will your body rest in peace? )
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (Now that your soul is released when your body rot's)
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (In the grave will you have time to pray?)
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah. (Hoping that your soul will be saved)
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah
So whatthefuck
Whatthefuck bitches I.S.I. in this bitch!
Yeah...
 
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"Whatz That!?!"

"Whatz That!?!"


Microphone check, 1, check 2 now what dat feel like?

[Madrox:]
They say were just a couple in the way, ass, talkin way too fast, and all our shit it sound
like trash.
You cant see us, replicate us and try to be
us,envonius swab meet, twoo stripe adidas, now what
choo holdin down, dog yo whole style is sunk, yo
rhymes is wack yo shit dont bump, you say im hatin,
hell naw im jsut tellin teh deal, and since i hate you
then i dont give a fuck how you feel, we keep ya dead
jumpin, put yo hands up in the air, you can diss the
un-real, cuz the un-real dont really care,we dont give
a fuck, load bodies off in the trunk,everyday is
prolly the 13th wit bad luck, somehow we made it
through, dont know how, somehow we do, without relyin
on radios or interviews, where my killas at? Middle
fingers in the air, and we spreadin the numbers
everyday so be prepared.

[Chorus:]
What thats? thats what its like, and I dont want
nobody to know, (nobody)
What's that? thats what its like and I dont want nobody
to know (nobody) [4x]

[Monoxide:]
I cut ya eye ball out wit an exact-o blade, you still
couldnt see my freek show my state, levitate up in
the middle of the room and have everybody shakin in
they kung-fu shoes, i got, madrox wit me packin a
bowl, I got, 17 keepin one in the hole, I got a ,
stash spot that I keep on the low, in case I gotta put
in work on a bitch ass Jugghoe, people sending me the
death threats, but i got somethin for you fake ass
bitches better believe that, my axe swinging I got ya
blood on my face, witcha body still floppin cut in
half at the waist, its like, deeper than a mad man,
shit it aint nouttin to lose but my shell and you can
have dat, never void, muhfucka never die, wit tha axe
and the pistol representin the East Side

[Chorus]

[Madrox:]
we got the dialect, to dialate yo intellect, we teach
of love and hate without no textbook or no internet,
we stomp on waves(waves) play in the graves (graves)
adn the take the minds of poserless and knee it at
your face, Man define minda frames, everyone is king,
and the pressures of the world are crumbled by teh
words we sing, I ain't content Im pissed and sick off
all this bullshit we all up in yo face, run up on this
Geractric

[Monoxide:]
WE aint the trance or the millenium, I cann tell ya
dat, you can keep that freestyle rap and back back, we
are the drama seekers, lookin for non -believers, we
walk and water and clouds, and slit the dream weavers,
I hope ya glad to meet us, now get a blaze up, you
jsut a hounddog, stalk bitch, so raise up, you outta
mind outta body, outta spirt, outta rhyme, sneak up on
you in teh dark from behind

[Chorus]
 
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"When I Get To Hell"

"When I Get To Hell"


When I get to hell,
I'm sure that I'll know everybody
from the likes of David Berkowitz to Allister Crowley
Couple bible thumpers here and there praise the lord,
If ya didn't in your soul, then you destined to get yours
When I get to hell,
I'll be sure to head for the throne
and all alone relieve the devil of his dome in his home
When I get to hell
I'm lookin' for Heath Ledger
I'll see if I can get all the shit he left on his dresser
When I get to hell
I'ma start a new resistance
The first act, killin' 50 of the devil's minions
No hell or the total terror
and pure happy people is as the devil was,
sweeter than me habit
When I get to hell
All the evil will line up,
and celebrate my death by drinkin' cups of my blood
When I get to hell
I'm changin' from skin to skeleton
My arms spread like wings of demons once again

[CHORUS:]
I'm goin' to hell so who'll come with me
[repeat]
The devil stab me with a pitchfork, come get me
[repeat]
I'm goin' to hell so who'll come with me
[repeat]
The devil stab me with a pitchfork, come get me
[repeat]

Hell hell hell hell
hell hell hell hell

When I get to hell
I'm gonna crucify Hitler
While Napoleon watches from the front row and takes pictures
All the heads rollin' makes the audience pop
Another demon dead I'ma work my way to the top
When I get to hell
I'll be swimmin' in a lake of blue flame
Skinnydippin' in puddles of blood stains
Where everything is everything that many bring
Anything that you need
From coke to murder sprees
Spreadin' like a disease
When I get to hell
I'm fuckin' Marylin Monroe
Doggystylin' her fire pit with a gun to her dome
In a dress like the Seven Year Itch and
Pullin' on the trigger as I bust like fuck that bitch
When I get to hell
I'm discombobulatin' and shake
'Til my bones break and separate like skin from a snake
When I get to hell
I roll like a sick force
and I penetrate your skin like the horns from a pitchfork

[CHORUS]

When I get to hell
They gonna eat my eyes first
and run my ass over with an all black hearse
Scrape what's left of us up and shovel it in a bucket
and dump it up in the orgies of demons as they would fuck it
Cause the pieces to chunk and sew it all up
Push me in the line waitin' for the elevator up
To vacuum the soul right up out the hole
So you can't haunt nobody
You're not even a ghost

[CHORUS]

When I get to hell

[CHORUS]
 
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"Where Itz Goin' Down"

"Where Itz Goin' Down"


Psychopathic
Twiztid & Blaze runnin' with the muthafuckin' hatchet
And only the three six can match it
So uhh..tell me where's it's at..

[x2]
Now where it's goin' down?
Now where it's at homeboy?
Whut..whut..whut?

I ain't the type to ask questions
I'm the type of muthafucka ready to trip
On anyone for anything or for the fuck of it
We be the underground, we stay beneath
And sufficate hoes like you when y'all asleep
Now where it's goin' down? Right here right now
And everybody on the north, east, west and south
Y'all better get it up, y'all better represent this shit
Twiztid, triple 6, and blaze you can't fuck with it

You know I ride with the tokah
Quick to make the pappah
Lift this 10 rollin' dirty police in the road block
Niggas have to swallow drugs
Niggas have to fake they mugs
Niggas put they cideron
Claimin' they fuckin' cella phone
All the time we mighta got it
Say they search us on a hella party
If you wanna crawl through this
We separate your soul and body
Wrap your mouth with duct tape nigga
We ain't gon' hope you figa
Where they gonna catch your hidden stash?
Or I'mma have to pull this trigga

Now where it's goin' down?
Now where it's at homeboy?
Thugs and killas, axes and drug dealas

Now where it's goin' down?
Now where it's at homeboy?
Represent until the day that I die for life boy

Now where it's at?
Muthafuckas claimin' to be thug
Can't see me on shit
Whatcha happen with banana clips
I've been dead, been back
Right in the dirty with the bury in a throw away hatch back
Bitch, where ya back sack?
But any minutes I'm tryna elevate
Never under estimate the carjack
I put jail on the map
Twiztid, triple 6, and blaze now go ask them where it's at

I took a zane
I like to split bitches wigs
Splittin' to the right fuckin' keepin' up his kids
Take that nigga wife's sight
Black you in the trunk
This so fuckin' ruff nigga
Gangsta Boo is crumped
What you niggas know about them calicos and blot
Shit they go pop nigga burnin' up your plot
Fuck them fuckin cops callin' I don't giva fuck
Drag you in a mud muthafucka nigga whut?

Now where it's goin' down?
Now where it's at homeboy?
Thugs and killas, axes and drug dealas

Now where it's goin' down?
Now where it's at homeboy?
Represent until the day that I die for life boy

Play me ghetto on a nigga comin straight
Were back were back...hey
Fuckin' up the third word, can't get can't get sprayed
Niggas eyes wide shut
They never see me comin' into the back
But aces is just when I'm gunnin'
Jiggy jiggy jack jack will be rollin' mad car
Haters got me on scoop but they can't get me that far
You gotta try and gotta run or try to head with starts
Fuckin' nigga be most fuckin' niggas be my heart, hoe

What you lookin' at?
I can call it from here
Been underground with the dirt in my eyes for many years
Do the math muthafucka, you can't see the mix?
We don't die, we mutiple with the triple 6
Mersalist territory worldwide
Ridin' down your bitchass block dumpin' drive bys
Blowin' up your haugh now
And leavin' you trapped in the rumble
Fuckin' with us is just trouble

Now where it's goin' down?
Now where it's at homeboy?
Thugs and killas, axes and drug dealas

Now where it's goin' down?
Now where it's at homeboy?
Represent until the day that I die for life boy

Gotta get it quiero
Drop the flower pierro pot on the plat premiero
Redrum I'm head up on the miero fuckin' with the devil
Quote, but they call me lord, copped out very paranoid
All g's in the mode, triple 6 is in the vocal cord
Marijuana scores like a choice runnin' intercourse
You gonna feel the force of the triple 6 is always on
You don't wanna play in here, if I was I'm dumpin' shells
Tie you to the rail, bitch I'll make you a funky smell

From a gangsta's a point of view
I'm asking you how does it feel
To have to will, to rather steal
And shoot it until you kill
Anybody Killa spinnin' twiztid with the three six
Where's it goin' down?
I guess right here so where it's at?
Runnin' with the hatchet
Phamtom swollin' in the back
We put it down for the psycho muthafuckas, I go around
Bumpin' underground everytime we slip into your town

Now where it's goin' down?
Now where it's at homeboy?
Thugs and killas, axes and drug dealas

Now where it's goin' down?
Now where it's at homeboy?
Represent until the day that I die for life boy

Now where it's goin' down?
Now where it's at homeboy?
Thugs and killas, axes and drug dealas

Now where it's goin' down?
Now where it's at homeboy?
Represent until the day that I die for life boy
 
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"White Trash Wit Tat-2's"

"White Trash Wit Tat-2's"


[Monoxide Child]
Karate chopping mothafuckas like (Hiyah)
Lord of the Rings, I'll make the dragon breathe (Fiya)
It won't stop till my heart beat expires
And then I keep it going till the underground retires
We keep it darker then a vampire
With your body in my trunk, with my bumps and my spare tire
Monox I-D-E, when disaster strikes, it looks just like me
A wild germ set loose, I'm abused by most
I'm a plague that will wipe out most of the east coast
Come with me, run with me, try to escape
We love, not hate, now can you relate?
Burning me inside, with the pain of never knowing
Can't explain why the rain don't change, it keeps glowing
I'm a lighting rod
Rocking the dead, a little bit frightening and odd
But I never forget, because you know

[Chorus x2]
We be the all doing, the all seeing, the all knowing
Chainsaw, baseball bat, and axe toting
Eastside, white trash with tattoos
This is how the fuck we live
This is what the fuck we do

[Jamie Madrox]
Twiztid in this bitch, double 0-tre
And we crush any nemesis
Jamie Madrox, got shaped like a jellyfish (Like a succubas)
Brain of a scientist *Gibberish*
I'm the adbomible beast from the east
I'm the walker of the dimension X, in search of inner peace
I'm everywhere and nowhere at the same time
Scales of the book, a savior of mine, remains by my side
Inside, where all the negativity goes
Sprayed down with herbicide so love will never grow in this host
And I'm changing forms, scared to death to come in view of great thunderstorms
It hurts far worse, lighting never strikes in the same place twice
You got to be precise to exist in the midst of the don't say shit
To the maniacs with eyes in the back of their head

[Chorus x2]
We be the all doing, the all seeing, the all knowing
Chainsaw, baseball bat, and axe toting
Eastside, white trash with tattoos
This is how the fuck we live
This is what the fuck we do

[Jamie Madrox]
Hostile
Slapping a chicken head and our styles evadable no matter what you said
Are you stupid? You need to clean your earholes
Smash on a clown no matter how many zeros
These superheros don't ride brooms
Smoke mary jane, and leave the club with some mushrooms
I don't need no X to fly high, who's the next to die?
I'm already high and trying to stay alive

[Monoxide Child]
Now everybody blaze a bag of weed and relax
And live your life through the underground with the maniac
Why they saying that? Is it cause of my tat? Because I'm white and spitting a rap?
Is it cause I keep coming with an axe and an "x" in the middle of my head?
And I wish I was dead?
The only thing I wanted instead was to be left alone
And stay the fuck out of my zone
So come and get me

[Chorus x2]
We be the all doing, the all seeing, the all knowing
Chainsaw, baseball bat, and axe toting
Eastside, white trash with tattoos
This is how the fuck we live
This is what the fuck we do
 
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"Who Am I?"

"Who Am I?"


[Madrox]
What would it take for you to believe, in me
And what would it be like, if you were living, all your
dreams
Why would you care if I, told you to live, but others want you
to die

[Chorus]
Who am I, to tell you something that you already know
Who am I, to tell you to hold on when you wanna let go
Who am I, I'm just a sicko with a song in my head
And it keeps playing again, and again, and again, and again

[Monoxide]
How would it sound, if I told you to leave, me
How would it feel, if I gave it all up, to be free
I just don't like to be here, a situation where you listen to me

[Chorus]

[Monoxide & Madrox]
Man, I'm so high, I forget the words to my favorite song
I've been smoking so long, what are you waiting for, just sing along
Why you looking at me?! I'm just like you, singing my favorite song
Well, What you want it to be? Don't let me break you off, sing along

What would it be like, if we were all, you need
A chance to change your life, while taking a break, from your reality
Why would you dare to try
When you become so comfortable with your life
 
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