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(Monoxide Child)
We cracked head in half
It wasn't funny but we
Twiztid running bitch for nine dash
A car is no equivalent
We far from
Crossing the valley and we gets
belligerent on the daily
Hoping somebody can save me
But I guess I'm wrong
All by
Fuck everyone I'm in a hole
And I breathe my lungs swole
Bad when I'm sleeping
Everybody creeping
Feeling so weak and I see em
My keep leaving me
in and out
Waking up in of sweat and cottonmouth
Them down south niggas don't about this
And on the westside way to pissed
Because it's eastside talking hardcore shit
Enough to get the hit
We legit a mothafucka
with million dollar peoples
Digging up graves and evil
You for the sequel
like something close to equal
You rappers don't even sequel bitches in Toledo. What?

(Chorus)
Die die
(Die mothafucka die die)
Die die
(Die die mothafucka die)
Die die
(Die mothafucka die die)
Die die
(Die die mothafucka die)

(Jamie Madrox)
I to many cigarettes and get high to much
Don't enough
Shit is to
I could give a fuck less if the world blow up
Or what signs niggas throw up
I'm to fed up to my head up
So I let it
Can't afford a so my pants sag
Everybody seems to be a fag or a
But what the fuck happened is what I'm
The is prejudice against you and me
Then he's taking half our money and he tax free
And if you ask me another smack in the face
We need to burn the House and piss in his face
And judge should do a minimum of twenty to life
If they can dish it they can it,
tell me that ain't
And every cop should be beat like King
Non stop from the summer till it to spring
Shove a in their mouth and a badge in they ass
Because the pigs don't get no
They get their spilt

(Chorus)
Die die
(Die die mothafucka die)
Die die
(Die mothafucka die die)
Die die
(Die mothafucka die die)
Die die
(Die die mothafucka die)

(Monoxide Child)
My is torn in to pieces
you I hope you die
In the where I lie
And burn my body so I wont attract
In my eye's a of terror, cold as ice
So what if I slit my wrist or twice

(Jamie Madrox)
Now I can your wig with my aluminum bat
Or I can your eardrums with my brain dead rap
And you can call it this or
But I to the other
to the Monoxide Child, my brother
No other this

Knowledge for Twiztid
I got the
Bloody book
Kill the next that look
And always ya never shooken
Get your wig bitch and we out
Get your wig spilt and we out
Get your wig bitch and we out
Tell these what we talking about

(Chorus)
Die die
(Die die mothafucka die)
Die die
(Die mothafucka die die)
Die die
(Die die mothafucka die)
Die die
(Die mothafucka die die)

DIE
DIE
DIE
DIE
you MOTHAFUCKA!!