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TWIZTID lyrics : "Down With Us (feat. Wrekonize)"

[Wrekonize]
They call us strange, they call us twiztid,
But we remain among the misfits

Bringing the pain, so you can just get down with us, down with us

[Madrox]

Temporary pain and everlasting images
Just like tattoos that cover my appendages
Practices and scrimmages

Stay sharp rehearsing lines and sentences
To kill the man in the mirror
My own personal nemesis

Pen in outta ink and no paper
Now thats a casualty
I spit that strokes

My mouth is full of cavities
You minor outta your league
You besta call the cavalry

Terrestrial bodies fall
Toward the center of gravity
Meaning your fall if you battle me

Too tight to rattle me
Spill ya blood on the canvas
And hang it in ya gallery

Full of substance so many empty
Like their calories
Allergic to fake (*##$es

The doctor call my allergies and
Pencil an appointment accustomed to disappointment
We be doing our own thang and gained some new enjoyment

It's a brand new nightmare
Bloody and unclear
To infinity and beyond roll like

Woody and light year

[Chorus]


[Monoxide]-
You said I put the eye in evil

Well let me put a needle in your eye
And call it a peephole into your mind
And I've decided to eat ya

And i dont give a $#&@ if you come looking for peace
Fam to me we all beefin'
And apparent J's with a meat cleaver

Quick to clear the block with a chalk
Call it ya street sweeper $#&@ a cop
He just wanted to kill a creature

Who was $#&@in his daughter in a pair of sum sweet sneakers
Tell me, who gives it how you want it when ya need it
When the rest of em retreated to pleated and even turned their backs

On the people who really needed I'm just stating facts
You needa watch the %#@! you tatt on your back
And me and Jamie we ain't a couple of hacks

Roaming the industry lookin' for fat checks
Were the dopest of what we be the wicked abstract
And we never going out like that


[Chorus]


[Monoxide]-
Better get yo hands together,
Grab a chainsaw, axe, whatever

It's show time but I'm much worse than
Dexter and Hannibal Lecter
Can you handle the pressure

When you channel and fester the evil professor
Leave you looking like a pez dispenser
Tied up in the road with a pentagram in the center

Evil lose like the number one contender
Say goodbye to your champ as I consume the pretender
They want butcher knives, axes, and wicked %#@!

We got blood soaked microphones and we won't quit
They want drugs, (*##$es, and a skull to crush
And all of them are down with us

We got them knives who love to use
Their on each and everyone of you
You might even find a gun or two
Just know that we do it all for you


[Chorus]

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