Twiztid Album

(Jamie Madrox)
Behind this gate is a place
A damp dark place
Where sunlight does not shine
A place where people who are different
Can call home
And what home would be complete without a family?
A family of hideous abominations
that will cast out of your world
The world that brags and boasts of love
The world didn't love when they branded us freekshows
Ahh yes, the deplorable little name we embraced the night
It was you that turned your back on them
And now their going to rip your soul apart
There's no way out now
The mutation process has already begun
Just like that
Whether you change or decompose is no concern to me now
You've been warned
My job is done
Welcome to the FREEKSHOW.....

** You wouldn't like Earth anyway,**
** There's way too much murder...**

First I plan my escape,
Nothin on tape to leave the scene without a trace
I'm lookin her dead in the face,
But she dont see me, I'm a Lotus,
I head straight to her bedroom window for better focus,
Hokus Pokus,
I see the door's unlocked, I let myself in,
Head for her room with plans of murder, and mayhem,
There she go, there that bitch lay
Livin on this Earth to my dismay
(time to pay)
Palms are sweaty, I'm 'bout to vomit,
I grab the knife outta my belt
And jab it in her stomach,
Again and again
And now she's screamin like I care
But I could give a fuck less,
Before she dies I grab her by her blood soaked hair,
And tell her shit's gonna be all right on my end,
I'm glad it happened this way,
Back in my daughters life again,
Ain't it a shame,
That it came to this?
Life goes on exept for one less bitch,
Ain't it a trip.....?

Murder, murder, murder, murder,
You never heard of redrum in reverse,
Bodies in the hearse,
Now your life's gone cause we wanted you to die,
Time to kiss your ass goodbye,
Dont ask why
(x2)

It was Tuesday, December 24th '97,
Time on the clock, one eleven,
Thinkin' 'bout sendin somebody to Heaven,
On the crossroads,
The fate of a soul lies in my hands, I suppose.
Now im wearin dark clothes,
Parked on the side street,
Peepin out the scenery
Make sure nobody's seein me,
As I move, to the trunk of the stolen car,
Up to the back door, with the crowbar,
So far the plan's fool-proof,
Called from the phone booth
Got the message machine,
Nobody's on the scene
Kicked in the back door, one thirty four,
Lookin for the family dog Thor,
Kicked him in the jaw with the work boots,
Knocked a couple teeth loose,
Smacked him the mouth with my empty duece-duece,
Then I smile,
Break his neck and watch him piss on kitchen tile,
Never liked him since the day he tried to play me wild,
Tried to bite me,
Stabbed a steak knife in his head,
So much for that mans best friend,
Now im all up in the place and in the bedroom, masturbatin
Cummin on the sheets and pillow cases,
Fuck that bitch,
She's just a cunt, and her mother's nothin but a slut,
Can't wait to seal her mouth shut,
Two thirty, she returns home from work,
Nice blouse , tight shirt, business atire,
For this hooker for hire,
Threw the keys on the table, said "Baby are you home?"
Didn't expect to see bones, we're alone
Now she's reachin for the telephone, to call the police,
Strangle with the cord, now deceased,
In the process of suffication,
Finger fucked her for demonstration
Let her know I know her many faces
Now she's dead in the closet, hangin out with all the women clothes,
In the struggle suffered a bloody nose, but im straight tho
As I move to the bathroom to wash my hands,
Its all part of the plan,
dont think you understand.
See........

Murder, murder, murder, murder,
you never heard of redrum in reverse, bodies in the hearse,
now your life's gone cause we wanted you to die,
time to kiss your ass goodbye,
dont ask why......

(Mr. Bones)
Well lemme, lemme tell you, a lunatic
escaped from the asylum
I used to dig a hole for the body box, then I'd hide them
In my backyard, another torture in the cellar
A dwella
A rather fucked up young fella
Got bats in my belfry
But nobody helps me
An eye on my enemy
Cause everybody wants to kill me
I find myself in a bottle of liquor
But is it quicker
For me to stick her
Or maybe I should stick you!
What do I do?
My mind is gone with the wind
My mortal sin
Is hidden with a friendly grin
I don't know, what do you think?
I can't see straight
Ad I've had too much to drink
Blink my eyes and try to find my soul
I'm on a roll
More like outta control
Where's my soul?
It must be on a higher plane
I'm insane
With all this butane
In my veins
Swing my head and search for a better half
Everything's funny so I guess I start to laugh
Substance abuse is taking on a new blend
And I owe it all to my liquid friend

They calling me a lowlife, drug addict,
alcoholic son of a bitch
I'm breaking my ass, I'm breaking my ass,
making them dollars, trying to get rich
I spend my loot on drug abuse and then
enhance my state of mind
My soul is in the sky
I fly
My altitude is very high
I fall and crash in the graveyard with the dead
A pale moon hangs in the sky, blood red
Mislead by the demons that I see
I got this paranoid delusion
that everybody wants to kill me
Flashbacks are in my mind, I walk along the wasteland
The tombstones, the wind blows, and something just
touched my hand
I freeze up and can't even get a chance to blink
Where's my liquid friend, because I need another drink

You don't know how it feels to be me
Radio and TV
The strange things that I represent when you hear me
Can you see what I can see
The vision's getting blurry
Future's looking dim so I'm starting to get worried
Making the burn brings for tales of the dead
Prince of pain that laughs
In the path
Of a terminal end
The shadows falling demons begin to hide
The dark dominion, the product of the flip side
My mind, it bleeds tales of alcoholic dreams
Light beams, drug abuse and crack fiends
Substance abuse has gained a new blend
And I owe it all to my liquid friend

(Madrox)
I remember when people used to break on me
Saying anything I do would never make money
And everything I do would always be wack
And every word they spoke, a knife in my back
I remember watching "Evil Dead"
At 4 o'clock in the morning, every night all summer
Sitting in the dark trying to game on hoes
For a chance to dip my thang dank in some nanny hole
I remember my first piece of ass
She lived in Detroit, she was white trash
But I fell in love like a big old fool
I remember driving that dumb bitch to night school
I remember the first time me and Jeremy gave weed a try
Oh, what a surprise
Bloodshot eyes
It's all a bunch of lies
We said it didn't work and we wasn't even high

(Monoxide)
I remember shit, but don't remember a lot
But I remember the house behind the parking lot
And I remember the first day I met Madrox
From then it was on like Kirk and Spock
And I remember all the people and the things they say
And I remember when I see them, they gonna die that day
And I remember when my mama said watch my back
And I remember who to look out for now in fact
I remember the first day that I hit the green weed
I remember that it's us against the world in need
And I can remember the very first girl that I fucked
And I can really remember how bad it sucked
And I can remember the day that I took that vow
To bring the world the wicked shit the way that I know how
And I remember all the shows and all the love we got
And I remember buying three for 25 at the weed spot
I remember me and Jeremy used to fight and shit
And I remember all the fights and busted lips
I remember enough to get by
If you feeling what I'm saying, throw your hatchet in the sky

(outro)
Seasons change and summer turns to fall
Every minute of my life, I remember it all
Happy and sad
Good and the bad
Every day we spent and all the times we had (5x)

Smoke break

If you smoke bud then say hell yeah!!
If you smoke bud then say hell yeah!!
If you smoke bud then say hell yeah!!
If you smoke bud then say hell yeah!!
Smoke
(HELL YEAH!)
Smoke
(HELL YEAH!)

(Jamie Madrox)
Look at my eyes,
I'm about to dig up my little brother's body at the graveyard
I'm tripping real hard
Hop the fence with a shovel in my hand
Walk silently, don't make a sound in the dead land
Shadows switched and become demons of hell
As I walk alone down the windy trail
Looking for the tombstone with his name
Hear the cries of a little girl in pain
Sitting alone by the grave, she screams and cries
But something was wrong with this bitch's eyes
She turned around and her eyes were a deep red
Blood stains matted her hair to her fucking head
Seeing the sight, I almost began to choke
I swung the shovel and the girl turned into smoke
What was happening, did I lose my mind?
Dug up a grave, let her breathe for the first time
Back on the move, I gots to find my kid
My little brother who died with mortal sin
Along the way, I dug up a couple of graves
Of some children who died at a young age
Why did life deal such a bad hand
Like my brother who got killed by a man
Man, and I never knew
Why I couldn't stop stabbing him when everybody told me to
They said that I was a killer and a family disgrace
Cursed my name and smacked me in the face
Time to right my wrongs and correct my sins
Dig up my brother so I can be closer to him
Back down the trail of the winding path
I hear some voices behind me start to laugh
They were the souls of the children I'd released
From the grave a hole 6 feet deep
Down they go to earth with a smiling face
No more cries of pain in this evil place
There's my brother's gravesite just ahead
Time to dig a hole and wake the dead
Scratch the ground to reunite my family ties
My little brother, the product of my blood lines
Find the box, pull it out, put it in place
Open the casket and touch little Joey's face
Start to cry but remember what I had did
How could I have taken the life of such a little kid?
Hold him close and tell him everything's alright
Carry his body off into the moonlight
Back thru the graveyard, looking for the ones I missed
With my brother on my shoulder and he's lifeless
Down the streets on the way to my house
Bugs and insects keep falling out of his mouth
Got to my house and kicked open the door
Lay Joey's body on the cold floor
Now I'm tripping and I don't know what to do
Light some candles to brighten up the room
Standing over his body with my knife
Please God, give Joey back his fucking life
I slit his throat, maybe that'll help him breathe
Cut off his eyelids, maybe now he'll see

Why did you do this to me, Jamie?
Why did you do this to me?
Why did you do this to me?
Why did you do this Jamie?
It's your turn to die now!
It's your turn to live in a graveyard!

This is why children shouldn't play with dead things...

(Jamie Madrox)
People say I talk too much
I don't care I talk too much

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
Momma say I failed in life
I don't care I failed in life

(Monoxide Child)
Daddy says I drink too much
I don't care I drink too much

(Violent J)
People say I'm headed nowhere
And I don't fucking care

(Violent J)
Jimmy Johnson's gonna die

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
Sarah Suzie's gonna die

(Violent J)
Everybody's dying slow

(Monoxide)
I don't give a fuck though

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
I'm only short like fifty bucks

(Violent J)
I couldn't give fifty fucks

(Monoxide Child)
I could really use some help

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
You can go and fuck yourself

(Jamie Madrox)
Everybody's gonna die
Terror falling from the sky
Mothers with they children cry
And I could give a fuck why

(Monoxide Child)
They say you'll never walk again

(Violent J)
Well go plug the Sega in

(Jamie Madrox)
I think somebody stole my truck

(Monoxide Child)
Tell someone who gives a fuck

My entire world is falling
Entire world is falling
My entire world is falling
Entire world is falling

(Monoxide Child)
How much do they charge in there?
Wait a minute, I don't care

(Jamie Madrox)
I'ma shoot you in the face

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
I'll tell you how the bullets taste

(Monoxide Child)
Critics say you immitate

(Violent J)
I don't give a fuckulate

(Jamie Madrox)
50 million people dying

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
Awwwww I'm crying

(Violent J)
Tell me all the things you saw
As if I give a fuck at all

(Monoxide Child)
You see me sitting in the chair
People dying even there

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
Everything you saying to me
PShhhhh, go right through me

(Violent J)
If I was to pick it up
I'd have to give a fuck, and I don't

I don't care nothing about it
I can't do nothing about it
I can't do nothing for you
I don't care nothing about it

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
Rainforest burning down

(Monoxide Child)
War and riots all around

(Jamie Madrox)
I'm inside like fuck them all
What's the main event on RAW?

(Violent J)
Posion, mad cow disease

(Monoxide Child)
Can I get that with double cheese?

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
STD's steady spreading

(Violent J)
Bareback up in this neden
I don't care

My entire world is falling
Entire world is falling
My entire world is falling
Entire world is falling

I don't care nothing bout it
I can't do nothing about it
I can't do nothing for you
I don't care nothing bout it

(Violent J)
Everyday when I wake up
All I really wanna do is die
And go to the next phase
Ground up flesh is consumed

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
Everyone is gonna die...
Fuck I ain't afraid to die
Go on shoot me in the eye
Do it see if I survive
Give it to me point blank
Better... (Gunshot)
(Monoxide Child)
Did you hit him?
(Violent J)
Yes, and I don't give a fuck less

(Monoxide Child)
Careful it's a dark night

(Jamie Madrox)
Give your money or your life

(Violent J)
Take 'em both for all I care
Dump your bullets right here

(Jamie Madrox)
Eviction notice on the door

(Monoxide Child)
Addicted crawling on the floor

(Violent J)
Ask me did I ever care?
Nah...

My entire world is falling
Entire world is falling
My entire world is falling
Entire world is falling
My entire world is falling
Entire world is falling
My entire world is falling
Entire world is falling

I don't care, I don't care
I don't care, I don't care
I don't care, I don't care
I don't care, I don't care
I don't care, I don't care
I don't care, I don't care
I don't care, I don't care
I don't care, I don't care

(Monxide Child, Jamie Madrox, and "Tina")
So what's up man?
This shit ain't goin down
Trust me, trust me
I know her man
It's gonna go down just be cool, be cool
She's never gonna buy that shit
Trust me
Alright look, Then I'ma go in there
And I'm just gonna start freaking that bitch down
She ain't gonna say shit watch
(Door opens)
Damn Tina, you look mighty comfortable laying there naked
You mind if I go ahead and pull my dick out
Oh no, hell no
You like that?
I like to have my face fucked
That really gets me going
And I like what he's doing to me right now
He's stroking my pussy really lightly
Man there's all types of pussy rubbing and shit going on
What the fuck I'm supposed to do
Fuck my face
Man, come on, man
This my hook up
Come on man let me get that shit
This is my hook up man get your ass away
Come on man let me fuck her first
This my shit
Shut up, what I need is his cock in my ass
Uhh uhh uhh you like it don't you?

(Monoxide Child)
Let's get high and just fuck
I'll hit you till you bleed
And we could just blame it on the weed
Little freak
Sucking me off making my knees weak
Rubbing my nuts when I cum making my voice tweak
She makes me feel like a champion
Late night when I call
She knows what's happening
I got a box of condoms and a mind full of tricks
A freak just for fucking and my balls and my dick
Get started
Legs parted
I hit it so hard the pussy farted
And now it's time to depart it
She took the rubber off
And then she shoved it in her mouth
It felt like I came from down South
Know about it
Pussy pleasing's just a part of the game
You gotta bang it till it falls right off
I do the same
Rub my dick in cocaine
And freak some nasty shit
It ain't the same without the pain
Bring the flavor bitch
2 on 1's not a problem
So you can bring your girl
And I can get the best of both worlds
Fuck until I hurl
Toes fell off, fuck a curl
She kept nibbling my nuts like a squirrel
I hit the weed and flicked the ash on her back
Fucking her friend in the face until her jaw snapped
Oh shit, I can see her sucking on her tits
And I can't help but notice four fingers in her clit
She's a pro
I thought I saw her pussy glow
It could've been the sweat in my eyes
I don't know for sure
This freaks the shit for loving dick
It's sick, but man I love that fat bitch

(Chorus 2x)
She ain't afraid to admit she likes dick and,
She ain't afraid to admit she likes her pussy licked
She ain't afraid to let me fuck her in the ass
And always got her mouth open for the cum splash

(Jamie Madrox)
Excuse me lady did you say you liked to fuck
Drop my drawers to my ankles, give my dick a suck
You like it rough?
I can feel my shit swelling and expanding
A one way trip down south, a crash landing
Right in your pink fun
I get the job done
Daddy was a pistol and I'm a son of a gun
As I shoot my load on your chest and titties
Gotta get my shit, we off to the next city
Go a long way just so I can grind you
Got enough dick for Ms. McCarthy
And the fifty single hoes behind her
A sidewinder
Never like the old timer
Keeping hoes properly worked like Jane Fonda (Uh)
My anaconda's got a mushroom cap
An immense craving for your pussy cat
Keep it moving like that
My dick is hard as steel
And I'ma freak that ass with some more sex appeal
Tell me how it feel when I push it all in
Eyes roll in the back of your head and you start to grin
If sex was a sin then a wicked bitch you'd be
With creepy ass titties and an eerie ass pussy
So ride my broom stick until you hear me cum
And school me on your methods of pink fun
Yeah

(Chorus 2x)
She ain't afraid to admit she likes dick and,
She ain't afraid to admit she likes her pussy licked
She ain't afraid to let me fuck her in the ass
And always got her mouth open for the cum splash

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
Yeah, know what I am saying
Yo, this be the Shaggy
Down with the Psychopathic Phamly
Down with Twiztid, G
Know what I'm saying?
And yo check it out, I don't give a fuck
I like to get skins
I don't know about you muthafuckas
But yo I like em big
I don't give a fuck what
I like em skinny, bald, retarded, crippled
Spines on their backs
I don't give no fuck
800 pound-bitch come here sweetie
I'm gonna fucking tie your shit in a knot
And tap that shit
Know what I am saying?
Cause I love me some skins
I ain't going another route
I'll hit a fucking 900 pound bitches neden from the back
Know what I am saying?
I'll wrap her legs backwards into a Boston crab
And go to work
Know what I am saying?
Fuck that shit I ain't no fucking fag like that
I like em stubbly so their whiskers tickles my balls
When they suck my dick
Know what I am saying?
I don't give a fuck
What, bring it on

(Chorus 2x)
She ain't afraid to admit she likes dick and,
She ain't afraid to admit she likes her pussy licked
She ain't afraid to let me fuck her in the ass
And always got her mouth open for the cum splash

(Mr. Bones)
Get down!
Nod your head to my house fit
The groove is so funky you gotta jump out ya seat
Throw ya hands in the air
Cause I'm getting jealous of some mothafuckas
who just don't care
But never speak on my Krazee House when I found you
Peep my lean go, muthafucka, I just begun
To rock the beat with a dash of Retro Horror Muzik
And I hear a fucking man
Don't smoke as I choke
The terror it felt
Some stoking on my wicked shit the brain is about to melt
Halfway home to my padded cell
To be locked down and
sedated in my thoughts in my wicked realm
Holding my nuts kicking horrifying sound
Mr. Mr. Bones is headed home bound

(Hektik)
Going insane
I'm in pain
I ain't dead yet
I come from the graveyard, the place where the madman rests
Grab my chest, rip it in half, and look inside
The bloody horror so gruesome, you'll be hypnotized
Prince of Darkness, son of a bad shit
You can't stand me
Bitch, I'll kill your family
Who'd have thought, my ass is greater than the 7 Seas
And who'd a shut your ass quicker than a deadly disease
But still you plead
I stick yo ass and watch you bleed
What do I need?
"Nothing, fuck it, let's pick up the speed"
I hang the pictures of my victims on the second wall
No chance to stall
It's time for you to take the fall
My chain of thoughts bring my evil to the next phase
Come in my House and you'll see just why I'm death crazed
When you're alone, pay attention to my every sound
Fuck the casket, cause I'm going home bound

(Mr. Bones)
Depending on the weather, or whether or not I bust you with these lyrics
The rhythm is imbedded in the bass drum, can you feel it?
Nod your head so I know you're down with me
When I'm spitting and preaching on my philosophy
Can I begin with a fuck you
To all of you
Mothafuckers talking shit about me and and my fucking crew
My mind's in space like an astronaut
I'm weighing in a little bigger than a mothafucking juggarnaut
I'm on the edge, down to fold ya
Like a soldier
I'm crazier than Ray Liotta
I thought I told ya
Now I'm here
To paint my lyrics on your ear drums
Your brain is the canvas
Cannibus
I smoke some
Get dome
Ill is my mindstate
I demonstrate
Performance and skills derived from my lyrical traits
I pack the formula to styles like a chemist
Balancing the chemicals and imbreed pecimisst
My appearal, black hat, black shirt
Getting more pussy than Captain Kirk
My fame comes and goes like the threat of war
Ready the troops, feel the wrath of my sword
My tongue cuts your mind with the depth of a razor
Picking off the target with the infrared laser
Breakdown, because I'm ticking like a time bomb
Paranoid, schizophrenic, nervous, never calm
I feel the tension of life, no other way to relieve
Unless I stop for a second and I breathe....

(Chorus)
See how it sounds, a little unrational
See how it sounds, a little unrational
See how it sounds, a little unrational
A lot of MC's like to use the word dramatical

(Mr. Bones)
Another dimension
I never hesitate to mention
About the Retro Horror Music plus the brain dead;
it causes tension
Inside of my mind because I'm blind to the facts
Of the truth
Troubled times equal pain in a nigga's youth
Shoot
On my boot
For a needle in my vein
Feel the shockwaves travel straight to my brain
And I might be tripping up off the flashbacks
Pessimistic rhyme
Plus the mind
Causes heart attacks
Artifacts
Covered with dirt
In the ground is the bones
Fossils of the past
Follow the path to my haunted home
Once again it's on
Cause I come back from the grave
Diobolical mind in '96, I'm on the rave
Can you contain the metamorphosis of evolution
Eardrums pounding from my loud noise pollution
Confusion
I got more power than Ultraman
and Shazzam
Dramatical
Yes, I'm unrational

(Chorus)
See how it sounds, a little unrational
See how it sounds, a little unrational
See how it sounds...

(Mr. Bones)
Motivated by the rhythm
To bring life to the instrumental
Taking my abstract sound to another level
And bringin' forth the lyrics that you can't fuck with
And if you smell something stanking, that's me,
cause I'm the shit
Check the hit
A lyricist is my profile
Leaving suckas stanking while I'm stepping in the meanwhile
No smile
Because I'm known to be able
This wicked
Pass me the microphone and watch me kick it
As I dazzle the crowd and compile the rage
With the speed and agility of a hurricane
I'm the man, you know that I'm dramatical
Peep this shit, yo, the tune is unrational

(Chorus)
A lot of MC's like to use the word dramatical
See how it sounds, a little unrational
See how it sounds, a little unrational
See how it sounds, a little unrational
A lot of MC's like to use the word dramatical
See how it sounds, a little unrational
See how it sounds, a little unrational
See how it sounds, a little unrational
A lot of MC's like to use the word dramatical

(Jamie Madrox)
We ain't underground by accident
It's only a select few that can handle this
Freek shit!
Apparition of a poltergiest
Blessed with a heart but it's cold as ice
And broken twice
Now I walk with an axe
Dressed in all jet black with contacts
Straight maniac
Warlock
Samhein of Salem's Lot
Sand through the hour glass
Tickin' of the clock

(Monoxide Child)
If you don't know by now it's too late
We the most serious things on the market since date rape
We the dead, we don't explain or feel pain, bezerko
Keep it underground and maintain
Bitch you better check nuts
I'm doin' voodoo, leave ya 66 for 6 months
Ridin' in a dipped out hearse with gold spokes
Puffin' on a two ton blunt with dead folks
And it's like that

(Chorus)
Axe murderers!!
We don't die!!
Serial killas!!
We don't die!!
Freeks of the night!!
We don't die!!
We get high!!
We don't die!!

(Monoxide Child)
Comin' up outta the ground
from the underground tunnel I dug
To keep away from the mainstream love
I just want somebody to move and get hurt
Got your hole dug deep in the dirt
Can't work
With you bitch muthafuckas makin' love to the press
With a bitch name tatted on your chest
Me and muhfuckin' Madrox
Hauntin' the joint
Bringin' death to the people that don't get the point
We don't die....

(Jamie Madrox)
Uh-huh, we unreal
Just like a seven dollar bill
Voice my opinion regardless of how you feel
Freek shit!!
It ain't about being rich
It's about juggalos and runnin' with lunatics
As long as y'all rock this we won't quit
We do it all for y'all...I mean that shit
Every one of y'all means everything to me
We bleed for y'all, that's why we call it family

(Chorus)
Axe murderers!!
We don't die!!
Serial killas!!
We don't die!!
Freeks of the night!!
We don't die!!
We get high!!
We don't die!!

(Jamie Madrox)
We try to explain
The element of my self inflicted pain
We're not positive and uplifting, fuck you!
Walk a mile in our shoes
Experience hard times and payin' helly dues
Freek shit!!
What I live, what I breathe
Cast out Mutant X like he's diseased
Still they try to ban our sound
Cause supposedly it be resurrectin' the dead from under hollow ground

(Monoxide Child)
You in the dead zone, ten points for us
You smellin' cigarette smoke right before your lungs bust
You can't trust 'em
But I can bust 'em in half
And sit back and laugh
At all the shit I did
Can you do that?
Could you school that?
Better yet
I'm the wigged out serial killa type war vet
Freek show!!
Different than the rest
But I love it though
Put you to the test

(Chorus 4x)
Axe murderers!!
We don't die!!
Serial killas!!
We don't die!!
Freeks of the night!!
We don't die!!
We get high!!
We don't die!!

Another Smoke Break

Another Smoke Break

If you smoke bud then say hell yeah!!
If you smoke bud then say hell yeah!!
If you smoke bud then say hell yeah!!
If you smoke bud then say hell yeah!!
Smoke
(HELL YEAH!)
Smoke
(HELL YEAH!)

It's a juggalo party
Every Hallowicked!!
Put your axe up
Every Hallowicked!!
It's a juggalo party
Every Hallowicked!!
Put your axe up
Every Hallowicked!!
It's a juggalo party
Every Hallowicked!!
Put your axe up
Every Hallowicked!!
It's a juggalo party
Every Hallowicked!!
Put your axe up
Every Hallowicked!!

[Jamie Madrox]
I love the way the leaves turn orange
And pumpkins seem to be on each and everybody's porch
But bitch, it's Halloween, I'm trying to raise the dead
And anybody disagree can catch an axe in they forehead

[Monoxide Child]
Bitch, fuck Halloween, it's Hallowicked
It's like a Live-Aid all on the stage for real killas
Is you with us?
Then keep your axe held high
Cause trick-or-treatin's for fags bitch, we wanna die

[Jamie Madrox]
I can't afford a costume so I came as self
All high and sweaty, just a picture of health
Trick-or-treat, bag snatching ain't shit for the bitch
Run these Pay Day's, Almond Joys, and barbecue potato chips

[Monoxide Child]
No more knocking on the door
We moshing on the floor and shit
And we ain't leaving till we heaving up some blood and shit
Fuck a mothafucking Twix, bitch
I'd rather roll with the clique of lunatics
That's now known as TWIZTID!!

[Chorus 2x]
Tell me do you want the wicked shit?
HELL YEAH!!
Tell me do you want the wicked shit?
HELL YEAH!!
Tell me do you want the wicked shit?
HELL YEAH!!
Wicked shit!
HELL YEAH!!
Wicked shit!
HELL YEAH!!

[Monoxide Child]
Every Hallowicked, it's another killing spree
Chopping people up with the axe for hating me
I got a long list to fill
Some bitches and ex-friends
I promise you the bitches'll die before the night ends

[Blaze]
I got a Hallowicked blunt to smoke with all of y'all
My name is Blaze, let me introduce you to my chainsaw
What it sound like chopping your neck
Bullet holes in my chest
Like a straight up vet
I'm the dead body waiting to stick your ass up
And fuck your ass up
If you with me, throw your hands up
And show your dead homie Blaze how you rock
Hallowicked till infinity, the wicked shit'll never stop

[Jamie Madrox]
We get this bitch so high that my head is spinning
Fuck every juggahoe is how the fuck I'm feeling
This is some of that scary, it won't quit
Juggalos, tell me do you want the mothafucking wicked shit?

[Chorus 2x]
Tell me do you want the wicked shit?
HELL YEAH!!
Tell me do you want the wicked shit?
HELL YEAH!!
Tell me do you want the wicked shit?
HELL YEAH!!
Wicked shit!
HELL YEAH!!
Wicked shit!
HELL YEAH!!

[Anybody Killa]
It's my favorite time to haunt the streets
Anybody Killa!!
Snatching all your goodies and handing out bloody treats
Fuck a costume, I'm scary enough
Devil's Night, Hallowicked, get your axe, raise them up

[Monoxide Child]
I can smell the souls and the spirits
And every Hallowicked when the clouds blow by,
I can hear them
Telling me to celebrate the dead for life
And every Hallowicked night
Stab everything in sight

[Jamie Madrox]
I love it when it rains every Halloween
My nose running like a faucet
while I'm steady trying to trick-or-treat
Waggling my dick at every jack-o-lantern I see
Until your mom gets mad and calls the cops on me
Hallowicked is the only day of the year I get to be myself
Instead of trying to be normal like you or anybody else
Psychopathic in this bitch, you know how we ride
Madrox, Twiztid for life, EASTSIIIIDE!!

[Chorus 2x]
Tell me do you want the wicked shit?
HELL YEAH!!
Tell me do you want the wicked shit?
HELL YEAH!!
Tell me do you want the wicked shit?
HELL YEAH!!
Wicked shit!
HELL YEAH!!
Wicked shit!
HELL YEAH!!

It's a juggalo party
Every Hallowicked!!
Put your axe up
Every Hallowicked!!
It's a juggalo party
Every Hallowicked!!
Put your axe up
Every Hallowicked!!
It's a juggalo party
Every Hallowicked!!
Put your axe up
Every Hallowicked!!
It's a juggalo party
Every Hallowicked!!
Put your axe up
Every Hallowicked!!

(feat. Dark Lotus)

[Jamie Madrox]
Is it a vampire that you see before your eyes?
Before you focus, I dematerialize
And vanish into thin air
So all you scary bitches better beware
For six petals of the Lotus Pod, prepare
For the coming of the creatures in dark with blind faith
The battle is before us, the target is Hell's gate
I'm the first general of the Cobra-Khan Shadowcasters
The black demon, Madrox, drunken ninja master

[Anybody Killa]
The night air makes me awake from my daytime dream
It always seems like there's a killer loose, living in me
I try running from the shadows into the moonlight streets
In search of hoping to find a place like me
Offering forgotten souls, dripping blood,
give the hatchet respect
The Lotus all up in this bitch, giving free chin checks
Suffocating from the cellar cause we grow with the stars
Even the drunken ninja's knowing who we are, muthafucka!!

[Chorus 2x]
Drunken...
Ninja...
Master...
Lotus...
Lotus...

[Monoxide Child]
Blood bath, arms open with my wings spread
I'm in this burned down house and
I'm surrounded by the dead
Now visualize
I can reach a cloud sky high
And I can make it all turn red before your very eyes
Shadowless in the mirror like oxygen
Fuck us being off the hook, bitch-boy, we off the hit
I keep hitt-ating like monsters when the trees blow by
And I'm demented with this killer inside
Who wanna die?!?!

[Violent J]
Look at me, I scale walls
And throw Poof balls
I seek and destory the skulls of devils without a cause
Chinese stars, I throw these
For the Dark Lot-eese
I represent the dead
Louise Spicolli's
And Bruiser Brodie's
Look at my face, Jesus, don't ask my religion
Or I'll draw this Hex ninja sword and make my incision
I'm like Shaggy with this beat
I'm weak
I'm sweet
A drunken ninja master, I'll fuck you like,
ah, Choko's feet

[Chorus 2x]
Drunken...
Ninja...
Master...
Lotus...
Lotus...

Ha-ha-ha-ha-haw-haw-haw-haw-haw
Ha-ha-ha-ha-haw-haw-haw-haw-haw
Ha-ha-ha-ha-haw-haw-haw-haw-haw
Ha-ha-ha-ha-haw-haw-haw-haw-haw

[Reversed message by Jamie Madrox]
My religion is my religion and that's for me to know.
The lotuspod is in the picture and in the dark is how we roll.
We the drunken ninja masters with the drunken ninja flows.
Drink blood from the bodies, steal life from the souls.

[Blaze]
Drinking
Smoking
Thugging
Maxing
Lifestyle of a ninja straight out the fucking casket
Fucking with a dead man, you'll get your head took
Sacrifice for the Lotus Pod, for Blaze a crook
And if any punks wanna step up and test your luck
You find yourself laying in the back of the truck
Muthafucka, I'm a drunken ninja master thug
Fuck 40's of Bud
We drinking 40's of blood
(yeah!!)

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Grab the bottle, pop the cap
Throw it back
Expired bitch's blood flowing down my neck
Constantly putting shit in my body
direct from Hell's bowels
Causing my hands to do things out my brain's control
Like, let's see, umm....grabbing and squeezing
Waking up next to lifeless bodies that ain't breathing
Blame it on the blood, voodoo, or alcohol
And you'll just make this call faster
From a drunken ninja master
You fucking bastard!!

[Chorus]
Drunken...
Ninja...
Master...
Lotus...
Lotus...
Drunken...
Ninja...
Master...
Lotus...
Lotus...
Drunken...
Ninja...
Master...
Lotus...
Lotus...
Drunken.............