Twiztid - Whatthe*****!?!? (Extra Crispy Mix) Lyrics
He just walked up out of the rainI swear to god that's all it was to it.I just brought him here.You have a room for him?Uh yes 13Hey can I leave now***** youIt's alright alright it don't matter to meHe's probably listening.If he is I've got one thing to sayThis is the last Halloween for that lousy factory of hisPretty wild shit going on in their, I I heard rumorsLike what, what'd you hear?This year I'm gonna get me about a case and a halfOf Malatove *****tails, burn that son of a ***** right down.Last Halloween for them.So whatthe*****So whatthe*****, whatthe***** yeah (Increase the deceased, will your body rest in peace?)So whatthe*****, whatthe***** yeah (Now that your soul get's released when your body rot's)So whatthe*****, whatthe***** yeah (In the grave will you have time to pray?)So whatthe*****, whatthe***** yeah (Hoping that your soul will be saved)Hey yo, ***** everybody that ain't down with us.Superstars incorporated label us, infamous.Niggas is ridiculous for trying to replicate our contexts.Not equivalent to my terror, they suffer broke necks.***** ass niggas is trying to imitate my real-estate.So me and Monoxide Child we had to migrateLike ducks in the winterWe sinners with the halos.Left the company in the dust for lack of payroll.Now we stableOn our feet, willing and ableTo switch it from your groin to your navalYou wanna talk of fablesI turn the tables like the exorcistDominate your cerebellum so don't stand next to thisMultiple equation, abrasion to your mindstateInquisitive minds and eyes dilateWhile I dominate on the underground levelI'm not the devil with no whores, pitchforks or shovelsSo can you dig it I be Jamie Madrox bleach white like Mr.CloroxBe cold like Mr.Thomas but I don't be claiming White SoxMy Louisville Slugger, my weapon for bashing brainsLeavin' competition tangled in chains like I was PinheadA sin to bite, livin' at nightAfraid of sunlightPolice told to shoot on sightYou think they might?If they do I'll return fire at rapid speedsShow them *****es a trick I got up my sleeveIncrease the deceasedSo whatthe*****, whatthe***** yeah (Increase the deceased, will your body rest in peace?)So whatthe*****, whatthe***** yeah (Now that your soul get's released when your body rot's)So whatthe*****, whatthe***** yeah (In the grave will you have time to pray?)So whatthe*****, whatthe***** yeah. (Hoping that your soul will be saved)Tell you the truth it's like thisEverybody can suck my dickAnd I could give a ***** less *****.You ain't shitAnd I'ma be the first to tellI got your family all hostage and they burnin in hellTrue, I sold my soul, I never did shit with itBut I could give a ***** about itSo I know that I could live without it.A constant struggle to get to the topIncrease the deceased, let it pop then watch 'em dropPressing the button stopping at nothingYou ***** with grown folksKids you better think before you say somethingAll up your crib, what looking for goodsScream style mutha*****as with them masks in the hoodsIt ain't good remember thatAll you suckers on the InternetThinking it's cool but we ain't into that.Sitting in my room alone mad depressedRelieve the stress by sticking pencils in my chestGod bless a bag of weedSo I can get high and get back at you suckers in musicWith some shit to make your ears bleedProceed to talk that shit, it's all wackI'm gonna get high and pay the whole world backIncrease the deceasedSo whatthe*****, whatthe***** yeah (Increase the deceased will your body rest in peace? )So whatthe*****, whatthe***** yeah (Now that your soul is released when your body rot's)So whatthe*****, whatthe***** yeah (In the grave will you have time to pray?)So whatthe*****, whatthe***** yeah. (Hoping that your soul will be saved)So whatthe*****, whatthe***** yeahSo whatthe*****, whatthe***** yeahSo whatthe*****, whatthe***** yeahSo whatthe*****, whatthe***** yeahSo whatthe*****, whatthe***** yeahSo whatthe*****, whatthe***** yeahSo whatthe*****, whatthe***** yeahSo whatthe*****Whatthe***** *****es I.S.I. in this *****!Yeah
