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Twiztid

Everybody Diez

  horrorcore  juggalo  rap  psychopathic  hip-hop
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(feat. ABK & Bushwick Bill)Everybody dies Everybody dies [Jamie Madrox]Patchwork, sewn together from dues to dirt From earthgrown and weather conditions of the desert And everyone`s a part of it, some more then others Sons, daughters, and brothers, laywers, accountants, and even grandmothers New comers and old faces, people of any races, and familiar places Parents and teachers, prostitutes and preachers Throw ya hands to the sky and pray that he can see us Living how we got to live, and doing what we got to do Praying for another day so we can fight and make it through Some of us are designed for crimes, some of us designed for rhymes Still we congregate in unemployment lines One of a kind, and still kinda strange, same book, same world Just we on another page. (one more time) One of a kind, and still kinda strange, same book, same world Just we on another page... [Chorus x2]Come on, we on another page (Everybody dies) Come on, we on another page (Everybody dies) [Monoxide Child]Once I lit a smoke off a bitch I fried And I ashed it in her face when she died Who you bitches you calling regular when you out of my zone? Like a celluar phone that`s stuck on roam, now get ya mind blown That`s me and my man at your door, and we looking for a reason to start the war You should of never tried to take a stab at us And you never should of rapped on us We see the game from way the others hurried and rush We broke them down, rolled them up, sparked the flame and smoked them all in the dust, what? You couldn`t touch me bitch, not even if you wanted when it`s supposed to Bitch I`ll have your whole block haunted Flaunt us like the beans in your chilli, we all know the really really Monoxide slap your girlfriend silly Big Willie get your throat cut and left bleeding While my homeboy`s banging your girl, while ya leaving [Chorus x2]Come on, we on another page (Everybody dies) Come on, we on another page (Everybody dies) [Bushwick Bill]What ya looking at, where ya bitch at? I`ll make her bounce on till the back`s up Thinking you`re something that your other playas tap off Holes in your stomach, till your whole waist snap off Pour on some `nac, bite the bottle cap off Hate it with a passion when a bitch nigga act off Ride on ya hood everyday and never slack off Never let it get squash, never let it slide Die mothafucka, die mothafucka, die [Anybody Killa]Flip through a couple pages, looking into my background All you see is the dead around Daddy always said there`d be days like this Now daddy`s dead and gone cause he was granted his only wish I can`t believe all the drama when it comes to death Ain`t nothing you can do but pay respect Slip into the afterlife, feeling light as a feather Everybody dies, so quit acting like you livin` forever [Chorus x2]Come on, we on another page (Everybody dies) Come on, we on another page (Everybody dies)

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