"You Got Murdered" lyrics

"You Got Murdered"
(feat. James Garcia)

Twiztid, Tw-Tw-Tw-Tw-Tw-Twiztid
Tw-Tw-Tw-Tw-Tw-Twiztid
Tw-Tw-Tw-Tw-Tw-
If you blink, you missed it, I'm Twiztid

They callin' me the ice cold devil with the sweaty brow
Who wanna slit my fuckin' throat and bleed up in the crowd
I wore my pride just like a coat until I wore it out
Like an overrated goat with an underrated mouth
Turn me to a monster to coincide with my wicked sound
This is for the live, half-dead and the underground
Bitch, I'm on some five backs fuck you and I'll see you 'round
Like you finna hijack my listeners others get down
Bangin' on your door like a maniac, I beat it down
Check up in the closets under beds, tell me who you found
Partied into pieces, all my wickedness and baby Jesus
They be goin' off so hard on they releases, deceased sisters
Shut your fuckin' mouth and maybe listen
'Fore your sore-ass waffle on the skates
Spit it like a flood I be boilin' like I'm cookin' in the kitchen
With the rapid eye movement but we're losin' my religion

And it don't stop
What
Play with me and you gon' get slipped up
Talk shit about the wicked
What
Didn't know that we was twisted
Yup
You get murdered and it don't stop
What
Play with me and you gon' get slipped up
Talk shit about the wicked
What
Didn't know that we was twisted
Yup
You get murdered and it don't stop

Here we go, here we go again
I'm comin' for this throat
And when I catch you I'ma choke it
And bend it backwards with the broker
Got 'em hopin' I'll control it
Keep an eye on the wild provoker
See a beggar, never poke it
I'm a grizzly with the flowin'
M-O-N-O, a product of the ghetto
Hello rippin' throats like a fat pack cello
Rello, rolled up, I got the fire green jell-o
Settle the fuck down before they find you in the meadow
Buried underground with the devil
Someone wanna help, bring a shovel
I ain't got the time or the patience so I'll level with you
Shit between us, it been level issues
My attitude's been fucked since day one
And I'ma take it out on anybody who say some'
You ain't got to worry 'bout prisoners 'cause it ain't none
I'm a fuckin' alien, hit 'em all with the ray gun

And it don't stop
What
Play with me and you gon' get slipped up
Talk shit about the wicked
What
Didn't know that we was twisted
Yup
You get murdered and it don't stop
What
Play with me and you gon' get slipped up
Talk shit about the wicked
What
Didn't know that we was twisted
Yup
You get murdered and it don't stop


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