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my bible - twiztid lyrics

[intro]
you took half of the blood and put it in basins
and half of the-half of the blood you sprinkled on the altar
you took the book and read in the audience of the people and they said

[verse 1: jamie madrox]
yo my present self still looking for sh-t that my past self feeling old
and my future self is iconic as musical formats grow oh
i’m a download or a livestream in a playlist of a time beam
is it my dream to spit thoughts to a rhyme scheme, definitely
effortlessly, used to getting attention and everyone noticing me
usually off in the negative sense, it never makes sense, so what will it be
subject of ridicule, f-ck being penniless in the dumps, lost, pitiful
rather be the greatest, pay attention, get an ear and an eyeful
reload like a rifle, gotta be dumb sharp by 2020 like a hawk do
even blind man, he’ll smell all the sh-t that i listen and walk through
off the rails bro, on a razor’s edge, on a bad day, i could use a friend
still i bottle up feelings all again, never let ’em in, never not again
i’m a lost soul and the world, turned to a sh-thole
and i still know, that you still hoe
that we don’t sing, and we might flow
and i instinct, a survival
being enough to keep us alive though
cause my enemies die slow when we rise up
so say it, my bible

[hook: young wicked]
and you don’t want my pain
and you don’t feel the same
that’s how my life is over
i’ma be a motherf-cking soldier
f-cking on the bible, i’m a motherf-cking monster
i’ma keep on k!lling sh-t, it really ain’t a problem
pages out the bible, i ignite, a fire starter
you’re looking for the smoke, well i got some

[verse 2: stevie stone]
put that on the bible, shark tank but survive though
i could be kid’s idol as iso, no typos
in the rain but my eyes closed
i’m on nitro, alucard on my maestro
when i bite those with a tight flow
fake figures gon’ die slow
sick jab, i’ma fight those
when they speak, i’ma spite those
lame ones, i just spice those
with the hail, really i know
me and twiztid on sight though
flows cold, n-gga ice cold
when i maneuver these pipes those
i can really put it on the bible
who am i though
ressurected gotta tidal
moonwalking like i’m michael
i’m a psycho, can’t really put me in the psychol
gotta vice though, when the light throw
with the white folk, i can really go to get the pipe bomb
got the diesel on me for the strike code when i knife ’em

[verse 3: young wicked]
man i might just get a knife cause i don’t like ya
with my criminal element, find me a reason to leave ya body bleeding lifeless
b-tch i been burning the spike yes
cheater keep me up on my buzz
eat a d-ck if you despise us
f-ck all of you social media disguisers
i give ’em one f-cking time for the real g’s spitting
two f-cking nine’s and some ammunition
three f-cking seconds till you hear me l!cking shots off
for f-cking really though, how you gonna stop ’em
tear me apart? yeah, well if you come at me you better hope that you ain’t scared of the dark
yeah, i been on my job, i’m ripping apart them b-tches who talk sh-t
i’m picking ’em off, i’m spitting the rock, i hope for anybody getting involved
i reload my sh-t and get rid of ’em all

[verse 4: monoxide]
here we go, i got another one
me and my brother ain’t looking for nothing for anyone
keep it a 100, well i got a 100 people all gunning for us on the regular
i’m running ’em all like a temperature
ain’t in the ground like a house in development
all of ’em said they were better but under the punches they couldn’t keep up with the pressure
alien message or midas if i just really hated my message
you wasting your time and your effort
and this ain’t a lesson, no being is centered
but i get attention whenever i enter cause i’m from another dimension
and we never mention you f-cking pretenders
i’d rather remember the people who matter (people who matter)
feel like a batter, i’m so p-ssed but you -ssh0l-s full of hoe sh-t
is it a black rose, if you know it is, i’m in attack mode with a lotus
you’re the goat holmes where the go gets
you’re a knee scr-pe, i’m a throat slit
we don’t need brakes, living hopeless
got a street mind like i’m homeless

[outro: young wicked]
and you don’t want my pain
and you don’t feel the same
that’s how my life is over
i’ma be a motherf-cking soldier
i’ma be a motherf-cking soldier
i’ma be a motherf-cking soldier

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