Luyện nghe bài hát Wigsplit

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

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

(Jamie Madrox)
I to many cigarettes and get high to much
Don't work
is to rough
I could give a fuck if the whole world blow up
Or what gang signs niggas up
I'm to fed up to keep my up
So I let it
Can't a belt so my pants sag
seems to be a fag or a lesbian
But the fuck happened is what I'm questioning
The president is prejudice you and me
Then he's taking our money and he chilling tax free
And if you ask me that's smack in the face
We need to burn the White House and in his face
And judge should do a minimum of twenty to life
If can dish it they can take it,
tell me that right?
And every cop should be beat Rodney King
Non stop from the summer till it turn to
a donut in their mouth and a badge in they ass
Because the don't get no class
They get their wigs

(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 life is torn in to
Fuck you I you die
In the casket I lie
And burn my body so I attract flies
In my eye's a of terror, cold as ice
So what if I slit my once or twice

(Jamie Madrox)
Now I can split wig with my aluminum bat
Or I can blow eardrums with my brain dead rap
And you can call it this or
But I swing to the
Word to the Child, my brother
No represent this

Knowledge for education
I got the
Bloody book
Kill the next motherfucker look
And always shaken ya shooken
Get wig spilt bitch and we out
Get wig spilt bitch and we out
Get wig spilt bitch and we out
Tell these motherfuckers what we talking

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

DIE
DIE
DIE
DIE
you MOTHAFUCKA!!