Twiztid

Twiztid - Wig Split (Jalapeno &; Nacho Dip Mix) lyrics

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(Monoxide) 

We cracked your head in half 

It wasn't funny but we laugh 

Twiztid running this bitch for nine dash 

A car crash is no equivalent 

We far from innocent 

Crossing the valley and we gets ignorant 

Acting belligerent on the daily 

Hoping that somebody can save me 

But I guess I'm dead wrong 

All by myself 

Fuck everyone else I'm in a hole 

And I can't breathe my lungs swole 

Bad dreams when I sleeping 

Everybody constantly creeping 

Feeling so weak and I can't see them 

My conscience keep leaving me 

Falling in and out 

Waking up in puddles of sweat and cotton mouth 

Them down south niggas don't know about this 

And niggas on the westside way to pissed 

Because it's eastside niggas talking hardcore shit 

Enough to get the northside hit 

We legit like a mothafucka 

Chilling with million dollar peoples 

Digging up graves and acting evil 

You looking for the sequel 

More like something close to equal 

You rappers don't even sequel with bitches in Toledo. What? 



(Chorus) 

Die, die 

Die mothafucka, mothafucka 

Die, die 

Die mothafucka, mothafucka 

Die, die 

Die mothafucka, mothafucka 

Die, die 

Die mothafucka, mothafucka 



(Madrox) 

I smoke to many cigarettes and get high to much 

Don't work enough 

Shit is to rough 

I could give a fuck less if the whole world blow up 

Or what gang signs niggas throw up 

I'm to fed up to keep my head up 

So I let it drag 

Can't afford a belt so my pants sag 

Everybody seems to be a fag or a lesbian 

But what the fuck happened is what I'm questioning 

The president is prejudice against you and me 

Then he's taking half our money and he chilling tax free 

And if you ask me that's another smack in the face 

We need to burn the White House and piss in his face 

And every judge should do a minimum of twenty to life 

If they can dish it they can take it, tell me that ain't right? 

And every cop should be beat like Rodney King 

Non stop from the summer till it turn to spring 

Shove a donut in their mouth and a badge in they ass 

Because the pigs don't get no class 

They get their wigs spilt 



(Chrous) 

Die, die 

Die mothafucka, mothafucka 

Die, die 

Die mothafucka, mothafucka 

Die, die 

Die mothafucka, mothafucka 

Die, die 

Die mothafucka, mothafucka 



(Monoxide) 

My life is falling to pieces 

Fuck you I hope you die 

In the casket where I lie 

And burn my body so I wont attract flies 

In my eye's a look of terror, cold as ice 

So what if I slit my wrist once or twice 



(Madrox) 

Now I can split your wig with my aluminum bat 

Or I can blow your eardrums with my brain dead rap 

And you can call it this or that 

But I swing to the other 

Word to the Monoxide Child, my brother 

No other represent this 

Effervescent knowledge for Twiztid education 

I got the lesson 

Bloody text book 

Kill the next motherfucker that look 

And always shaken ya never shooken 

Get your wig spilt bitch and we out (x3) 

Tell these motherfuckers what we talking about 



(Chorus Repeats Till End) 

Die, die 

Die mothafucka, mothafucka 

Die, die 

Die mothafucka, mothafucka 

Die, die 

Die mothafucka, mothafucka 

Die, die 

Die mothafucka, mothafucka
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