Текст песни Twiztid f Blaze Ya Dead Homie, Insane Cl - Maniac Killa
Twiztid f Blaze Ya Dead Homie, Insane Cl - Maniac Killa слова песни
{Vampiro}The lotus pod, the lotus pod fuckaVampiro, child of the rancid, wrechet, darknessVampiro, I truly am a juggalotusManiac killaSuper unknown, heroA true hatchet rydaLong rain the lotus killasThen again, its my priviledgeTo power bomb your fuckin` assOn a bed of butcher knife`s muthafuckaThe result of 6 serial, murderin` maniac killasKillin`, murderin`, stabbin` (chopping, hacking, cutting)All hail the lotus pod from heince we came{Shaggy 2 Dope}Hello, Hi I`m ShaggsI don`t know, maybe you heard of meThe Southwest StranglaThat one guy from icpNo?Well, it`s cool then you don`t know what to expectAllow me to extend my handIn friendship to shake your fuckin` neckCause if you don`t know, well you don`t gotta clue2dope, maniac killa from dark lotus crewOh shit damn, lemme quit chokin` ya Sike, UUhh..uhh...ahhhhahaha{Monoxide Child}I need a cigarette before I go bolisticStatistic of my mind frameExplains when I`m insaneI`m twiztid brandedWith the mark or the axeA mind relax and all I wanna do is split backsI`m a maniacBut, you gotta understand that aI can`t control my hands and aI`ll never can choke you if I can and aNever onceNowhere in my mind as I was sayin` in aEver since I remember, kill is just a game(x2) I`m a maniac killa, blood gets spilledSee me on the streets bitch, don`t get killedMy mind is on my axe and my axe is on my sideWho wanna die?Who wanna die?{Violent J}Uhh..Watch me, I tippy toeRichie, your death is slowDon`t run, nowhere to hideOne more, one homicideWho cares, when I was hungryPassed out, dead with no moneyMama, she cleaned your toiletsMama, she bought my bulletsBullets, can be so prettyWatch out, ugly and bloodyFear not, I am no sickoYour life, not worth the nickleDon`t go, I will not eat youYour kind, I will defeat youMama, never expectedMama, Her pain corrupted(x2)I`m a maniac killa, blood gets spilledSee me on the streets bitch, don`t get killedMy mind is on my axe and my axe is on my sideWho wanna die?Who wanna die?I`m a maniac killa, blood gets spilledA maniac killa, don`t get killedI`m a maniac killa, blood gets spilledA maniac killa, don`t get killed{Jamie Madrox}I be the maniac K I double L AI slit their fuckin` throats in halfSex with all the bodies, I`m a retardPeople call me special thoughI keep my victims silenceIn a melow of a sentalopesI split you like a cantalopeTo see whats on your mindSmokin` trees, keep me findBut at least smoke to the dimeTill i`m on your front lawnWaitin` in the cold, the lights onBut don`t look like nobody home{Blaze Ya Dead Homie}At last I come creepin` to the darknessMissin` this dark and take out any chargesDumpin` out my victimsA couple suckas playin` dub with they gasesNobody else ghetto pathHuh? muthafucka, give up your breakThis is blaze ya dead homie sinkin` the headI`ve been deadI thought you knew, I`m a maniac killaPsycho, thug, feelin` up bags on a daily whut?(x4)I`m a maniac killa, blood gets spilledSee me on the streets bitch, don`t get killedMy mind is on my axe and my axe is on my sideWho wanna die?Who wanna die?