Rep That Wicked - Twiztid

I’m a chainsaw soldier

Wit' insane ideas like fuckin' dead chicks and takin' the world over

And the way I feel is you lose when you don’t try

Ain’t no such thing as a win cause in the end we all die

So when I’m shootin' up my sound

I’m tryna put the moon and the stars in a plant box

Representin' everybody standin' beside us

And everybody else just bein' vaginas!

(Pussies!)

I’m timeless, chainsmokin'

And leavin' the world spineless, I ain’t jokin'!

Given a moment of silence, I’ll stay in focus

It’ll come down to violence, is what I’m hopin'

And to most of y’all I’m just too hard to see

Like I’m flickin' cigarettes in your E.Y.E.'s

I wanna make 'em all burn if they hotbox wit' me

But my concern right now is makin' history

This is for the freak shows, this is for the killas

Middle fingers up to people that don’t get us

This is for the graveyard, this is for the dead

Everybody else can go to hell instead

I rep that wicked shit 'til the day that I die

It’s a worldwide homicide!

If you down wit' Twiztid, then let’s begin

Our journey to the darker side

Bow down to the wicked, and put that swag shit and in a backpack

Get it a bus ticket to somewhere in Baghdad

I can’t fuck wit' it and I’m not mad

Sheep so enamored with the «Flav of the week» fad

Right now wit' skinny jeans and weak raps

Rehab stats, I’m the reason you relapse, perhaps?

I’ve been waitin' for them gangstas to come back

But all they worried about is a price tag and Maybachs

Broken and bruised from battlin' with the best, I

Represent almost everything they detest by

Bein' a painted freak and beatin' on my chest, my

Hit a razorback, goin' bananas watchin' shit fly

I’m a Freek show!

So, I Won’t Die

And I’s an abomination, it’s the story of my life

Why is it desperation that’s always gettin' me by?

Wit' a hatred like mine, it’s unbearable to describe

I wipe my mouth with toilet paper because I’m spitttin' the shit

And flippin' it up just like a gymnast, cartwheelin' on all opponents

Dunkin' it like a donut, glazed wit' them powdered lips

Chap stick, pucker it up and givin' our ass a kiss

We addictive they call us crack and place it up on the fact

That we rappin' around the dome like original snap-backs

And ball caps, ball sacs hurt from gettin' bruised

Strokin' our ego’s like some dicks and expect 'em not to explode!

I’m in the zone!

Wouldn’t touch me wit' a ten foot pole

I’m radioactive and the chemo is makin' my soul glow

Watch me float, I’m levitatin' and carvin' a headstone

If you even cross us once I’ll back at you like tenfold

I’m a Scorpio, terrestrial, arachnid

I’m poison in the saliva glands, diagnosin' me with the cat scans

I’m batman, I’m better than that, man

No multiple man, stretchin' limitations just like some rubber bands!

Bow down to the wicked…

Bow down to the wicked…