That's the Shit    Twiztid (yeah)    Twiztid (yeah) givin' wig splits    (get your mothafuckin wig split)    Wig splits    Wig splits (yeah)    Twiztid givin' wig splits       We cracked your head in half    It wasn't funny but we laugh    Twiztid running this bitch for 9 dash    A car crash is no equivalent    We far from innocent    Crossing the valley and we gets ignorant    acting beligerent on the daily    Hopein' that somebody'll save me    But I guess I'm dead wrong    All by myself    fuck everyone else    I'm in a hole    And I can't breathe my lungs swoll    Bad dreams when I sleeping    Everybody constantly creeping    feelin' so weak and I can't see 'em    My conscience keep leaving me    Falling in and out    Waking up with bullets of sweat and cotton mouth    Them down south niggaz don't know about this    And niggaz on the westside way too pissed    because it's eastside niggaz talking hardcore shit    Enough to get the northside hit    "We the shit"    We legit like a motherfucker    Chilling with million dollar peoples    Digging up graves and acting evil    You looking for the sequel    More like something close to equal    You actors don't even sequal them bitches in Toledo       Chorus 4x   Die    Die    Die motherfucker Die motherfucker Die       I smoke too many cigarettes and get high too much    Don't work enough    Shit is too rough    I could give a fuck less if the whole world blow up    Or what gang signs niggaz throw up    I'm too fed up to keep my head up    So I let it drag    Can't afford a belt so my pants sag    Everybody seems to be a fag or a lesbian    But what the fuck happened is what I'm questioning    The president is prejudice against you and me    Then he'd be taking half our money and he chilling tax free    And if you ask me that's another smack in the face    We need to burn the whitehouse and piss in his face    And every judge should do a minimum of 20 to life    If they can dish it they can take it, tell me that ain't right    And every cop should be beat like Rodney King    non stop from the summer 'til it turn to spring    Shove a doughnut in their mouth and a badge in their ass    Because the pigs don't get no class    they get their wigs spilt       Chorus 4x   Die    Die    Die motherfucker Die motherfucker Die       Feel Like I'm tearin' to pieces    Fuck you I hope you die    In the casket where I lie    And burn my body So I wont attrack flies    In my eyes a look of terror, cold as ice    So what if I slit my wrist once or twice       Now I can split your wig with my aluminum bat    Or I can blow your eardrums with my brain dead rap    And You can call it this or that    But I swing to the other    Word to the monoxide child, my brother    No other    represent this efervesent knowledge for Twiztid education    I got the lesson    Bloody text book    Kill the next motherfucker that look    and always shakin' never shook    Get your wig spilt bitch and we out    Get your wig spilt bitch and we out    Get your wig spilt bitch and we out    Tell these motherfuckers what were talking about       Chorus 4x   Die    Die    Die motherfucker Die motherfucker Die       mothafuckas die (yeah,yeah)    mothafuckas die (yeah,yeah)    wont you die    mothafuckas die (yeah,die)    mothafuckas die (yeah,die)    forget you mothafuckas    yeah, yeah    die mothafucka       die    die...