Rep That Wicked

(álbum: Abominationz - 2012)

[Monoxide Child:]
I'm a chainsaw soldier
With insane ideas like fucking dead chicks and taking the weld off
And the way I feel is
Ya lose when ya don't try
Ain't no such thing as a win
Cause in the end we all die
I swear I'm shooting on my side
I'm tryna put the moon and the stars in a pine box
Representing everybody standing beside us
And everybody else just being vaginas
(PUSSIES)
I'm timeless
Chain smoking
And leaving the world spineless
I ain't joking
Given a moment of silence
I'll stay focused
And it come down to the violence
Is what I'm hoping,
And to most of ya'll I'm just to hard to see
Like I'm flicking cigarettes in your E.Y.E.s
I wanna make em all burn if they hot box with me
But my concern right now is making history

[Chorus:]
This is for the freak shows
This is for the killers
Middle fingers up to people who 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 till the day that I die
It's a Worldwide homicide
If you're down with Twiztid then
Let's begin
Our journey to the darker side

[Monoxide:]
Bow down to the wicked and put that swag shit in a backpack
And give it a bus ticket to somewhere Baghdad
I can't fuck with it I'm not mad
Sheep so enamored by the "flav of the week" fad
Right now it's skinny jeans and weak raps
Rehab stats I'm the reason you relapsed perhaps?
I've been waiting for them gangstas to come back
But all they worried about is a price tag and laid backs

[Madrox:]
Broken and bruised from battling with the best I
Represent almost everything they detest by
Being painted freak and beating on my chest my
Hit a razorback going bananas watching shit fly
I'm a freak show
So I won't die
And I's an abomination it's the story of my life
And why is it desperation that's always getting me by
With a hatred like mine it's unbearable to describe

[Chorus:]
This is for the freak shows
This is for the killers
Middle fingers up to people who 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 till the day that I die
It's a Worldwide homicide
If you're down with Twiztid then
Let's begin
Our journey to the darker side

[Madrox:]
I wipe my mouth with toilet paper because I'm spitting the shit
And flipping it up just like a gymnast cartwheeling on all opponents
Dunking it like a donut glazed
With the powdered lips
Chapstick
Pucker it up and giving our ass a kiss
We addictive they call us crack
And base it upon the fact
That we rapping around that dome like original snap-backs and ball-caps
Ball-sacks hurt from getting bruised
Stroke our ego's like some dicks and expect them not to explode
(I'm in the zone)
Wouldn't touch me with a ten foot pole
I'm radioactive and the chemo is making my soul glow
Watch me float I'm levitating and carving a headstone
If you even cross us once I'll back at you like ten fold
I'm a Scorpio
Terrestrial
Arachnid
Poison in the saliva glands
Diagnosing me with the catscan
I'm Batman
I'm better than that man
The Multiple Man
Stretching limitations just like some rubber-bands

[Chorus:]
This is for the freak shows
This is for the killers
Middle fingers up to people who 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 till the day that I die
It's a Worldwide homicide
If you're down with Twiztid then
Let's begin
Our journey to the darker side