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[Verse 1: Madrox]
E town it, turn to the back
With that east repping ready for the attack
Checking all the tires, all and black
With the black Twiztid on the back
Guess who's back, yep, the tray side
And we put it down for life and ready to
and Monoxide, you ain't heard
Got who were all anticipating our return
With everywhere you look, it looking good not at all
And everybody looking is waiting for you to
Now we and dominate that's just mans natural instinct
And put it on the line like reputations and pink
We got the music, let it do it do
And this carrying the world, we gonna carry that too
We gonna bury them and the rest in a cloak
At night we gonna like black parasites

x2]
Now don't y'all, not for one
I won't just BUST YO' HEAD OPEN
Give me a reason to leave you
That's a blank message to all the non-believers

2: Monoxide Child]
O six Caddy, brand new
Twenty eight grams in twenty baggies
Got a little in the back of my jacket
Cause I'm always getting they wanting to kidnap me
Flames still burning and the back
I got the revving and bloodstains to match
I got you nervous like a who got caught in the act
And you react like you did when he got with the ax
Underestimated and
I'm only handed psycho game from the people who never made it
be dead if I bow out now Jack
I a portion of people who on the real they won't allow that
got us tatted on their neck, breast, chest and head
And the dead, enough said
We got a mark on your earth
You got a rack full of shirts, the truth hurts

x2]

[Verse 3: Ya Dead Homie]
You've awoke the giant, all this psycho lying
Your sawed off blasts all your mama's crying
At the wake, ready to bake everybody in the row
My aim is to put your relatives in a
Laying next to you stretched out in one big
The blood clots all over head like polka dots
No gun shots I did it all with my slugger
Another notch every time I beat a mother fucker
Stomp a mother fucker, drag they bodies in back yards
Chop and hands off of the corpse
The identity, I trying to see no time
It's on, I scatter where the sun don't shine
And I do dirt with only people of mine
Cause they real you phony snitches out there dropping dimes
So give me one to get me to squeezing on another
And I'm a haul out and start cracking fuckers