twiztid – right field lyrics
[verse 1: monoxide]
i’m a axe holder, user, deep throater
wouldn’t know a juggalo if i showed ya
shadowless, my reflection casts
a demon with green eyes behind stained glass
i see spots and i talk to people that ain’t there
seem to vanish in thin air
why don’t ya get ghost homie, raise up
and all my juggalos roll the weed and blaze up, what
[verse 2: sh+ggy 2 dope]
you stay there and keep the sh+t covered (yeah)
i’m leavin’ motherf+ckers scattered, chunked and smothered
what is a juggalo? (b+tch!) don’t waste my time
we ain’t your kind so don’t mind how our hatchets shine
and left you blind and feelin’ like a little b+tch
’cause you can’t even see the psychopathic clique (nah)
we takin’ this whole industry to war
with they tail between they legs l!ckin’ wounds out the door (motherfacko)
[chorus]
ha ha ha ha ha ha
yeah, you’re f+cked, b+tch
what you know about the southwest strangla?
the motherf+ckin’ sh+ggy 2 dope
wicked clown sh+t, b+tch
and monoxide, the motherf+cking chain smoker from the east side
oh sh+t, you b+tch boy
[verse 3: monoxide]
i’m gettin’ blew the f+ck out with my homeboy, [tay ?]
and we the world’s most hated for the sh+t we say
we speak the word of the unheard and mystify
when you see us, hug your mom and give her a kiss goodbye
it’s a long, long ride, where you goin’ ain’t no hugging back
i’m the reaper in this b+tch, ain’t no coming back
my tongue in fact can seal a casket
and spit some sh+t so off the rip it’s a classic
[verse 4: sh+ggy 2 dope]
well, that’s just so tragic that you just can’t get
the reason why we kidnapped your wife and kids (d+mn)
remember middle school? (no) you slapped me on the neck
talkin’ all that sh+t, but you didn’t expect (what?)
that i’d remember it, and years passed by
now you hate yourself more than me, i see it in your eyes (d+mn)
on your hands and knees, (what) beggin’ like a dope fiend
i’ll pull out the clever and make the place a murder scene
[chorus]
you know, you know what happens when the south+west side
hooks up with the east side, motherf+cker?
nothing but the wicked sh+t
wicked all the day long in your motherf+ckin’ face
so shut the f+ck up and turn up the beat!
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