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twiztid - yuwannahoe lyrics

[intro: esham (only in pfos 2 version)]
what up ya’ll?
aight, gotta little something to say
you know i been chillin, chillin in the underground
and we see all of all ya’ll
yea we see ya’ll
you know what i’m saying?
everybody in the game trying to do their thing
you in the industry
we in the streets
you know what i’m saying?
the label that runs beneath the streets
psychopatchic
abk, esham, blaze ya dead homie, zug izland, icp, and
twiztid!

[verse 1: jamie madrox]
hey you b-tch boy guess what?
me and my brother made of rubber
so when twiztid’s in the house
we bounce the mothaf-cker
save your pen ink and your paper
player hater
we bring the dark side
everywhere like the temper
ain’t you heard
ain’t n0body jocking your sh-t
use an open toed sandle
just flip-flopping it
here’s one for your play list
suck my mothaf-cking d-ck
first single
you can wait on the remix

[verse 2: monoxide child]
get your candle blew out
i feel the love homie
even if it’s hating your mouth
i’m still the same sick and twiztid individual
looking to go ballistic
so reminiscent to make your male
i keep it covered and smothered
like hash browns
and my war songs ready
keeping them vultures from swooping down
i’m as cl-ssic as a throwback version
of michael myers
where the hatred that’ll spread
like a forest fire

[hook x4]
why yuwannahoe?
(so don’t worry)
don’t hate on me
(get the f-ck outta here)

[verse 3: monoxide]
i trying to shake them off my colar
with a pop and a twist
but these haters hang on
like some velcro sh-ts
i can’t escape it
i try scr-ping them off
but they holding on so tight
it’s like raping a moth
i leave you mothaf-ckers shaking
in the frost of my cold heart
and burry you alive
in a hole in my backyard
don’t act hard
you don’t want to chance it sonny
monoxide, you know how we do this, money

[verse 4: jamie madrox]
so now i hear that you’re attacking my crew
for the sh-t that we do
and you’s a b-tch
thinking ain’t n0body sweeter then you
we spitting sugar shock
for you dum-dum lollipops
give you 20 whole seconds to reload your glock
better bust right
if you’re looking for the lime light
better sit down
get your rhyme right
get your sh-t tight
round here we stay tight
like fly -n-s
when no video
don’t no radio rotate us
and no play list
just young, dumb, and faceless
while big cats copping these dumb hoes
and nice bracelet

(you hear that, all you stars go wait on your publishing checks so you can pay your baby momma rent, what?)

[hook x4]

[verse 5: monoxide]
i don’t know why
they hate me so much
dedicating more then half of their life
to doing such b-tch -ss sh-t
it’s making me wanna retaliate
you’d probably press charges
hoping that they’d lock me away

[verse 6: jamie madrox]
i’m not a bad boy
i’m a fat boy, b-tch boy
my whole team spits raps
while your team is unemployed
riding a pie
i’m a give them a piece of my mind
you’se a back burner project
getting done up from behind
my whole squad drops lps to cds
and making way more chow
then you’ll hoes will ever see

[outro: anybody k!lla]
that’s right mothaf-ckers
quit selling that shrink rap
boo-boo b-tch

[hook x4]

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