Music: Twiztid
Free your mind
I represent the
East side, no peace
**** the police
We tell you to increase the deceased at least
A grown man tellin you something that he believe
Practice to deceive, no more tricks up my sleeve
What the **** mother****er, chuck mother****er
Why you talkin shit?
Better duck mother****er.
Before your dome get hit.
This mother****er is
Twiztid deeper than that
Old French braid.
Stickier than jam and jelly phased, kick it
Everybody else real talkin bout something.
What you thought you heard mother****er,
Can it, cause your frontin.
Dead wrong.
Dinner table conversations.
Leavin' you pistol-whipped in the corner with abrasions.
Part of the contamination of
Mind State.
Sleep in a dream, hopin it's gone when
I awake.Mama think
I'm a play on play serial killa
Fruitloop biting my mind like
GodzillaWe survive like catipillas in co****s and caskets
Stretch the industry like elastic
So fantastic, like the
Newport cigarette that
I smoke.Hit the mother****er till
I chokeI brag and
I boast about nothin
Death, dying, and hoes ****in'
So understand that he's saying something.
Never be heard
I'm underground with the dirt and grime
Sma***********n heads be my reason for rhyme
I'm on time like a mother****er
Leavin you hangin in the forest
Standin in some comfortable ***********fts like
Chuck Norris
Check the chorus
Second hand smoke when you breath.
Remember what
I told you always believe.
You relieve on the
Monoxide Child and wild.
Travel the world on nine cloud screaming loud.
Free your mind
Breath it in second hand smoke
Free your mind
Breath it in second hand smoke
You phony ******* wanna shut me down
Pullin plugs on the microphones.
Hatin on the individual handle
Mr.BonesHope your speaker's ain't ohms or they dead blown
If they aren't turn this mother****er up and mash on
As we blast off dumb ass bitches at fast rates
Growin at a fast pace made my heart race.
Lookin death in the face and
I don't even shudder.
If my woman starts cheatin mother****er, **** her, ****
I'm out my cell
Seen shit, fame and wealth
So take your hopes and dreams,
And put that bullshit back on the shelf
Cause we rollin in a ride far from stolen
Cigarette lighters, power windows, wood grade motors and
Takin curbs with ease, blowin trees, lookin
ChineseHopin that the cops ain't tailin me.
Tryin to violate the glass house
****in pass the blunt before you pass out
Cause now it's on, punk-ass mother****in hubcaps
Patrollin the hood, so **** that.
Heard the bullshit and the bullshit is all wack
Plannin the attack, cause we move when it's dark at night
Believe the rumors, cause they probably all right.
Outta sight like concealed weapons and drug trades
Barricading your door for the raid
And in the shade is a sawed off double-barreled pump
Lookin for bitches who wanna jump.
Cause I got 13 bullets in my pocket
I'm a mad man
My trigger finger turnin suckers to sand
Free your mind
Breath it in second hand smoke
Free your mind
Breath it in second hand smoke
Distraught from head trauma
You can't even see the drama
I get the persona from niggas
At night I lay stressed with no place to go
All by my lonely screamin out shit that show
Cigarettes, blunt smoke
I love the smell
Player hate me cause
I smoke, burn in hell
Cause it ain't for everybody
I live to sever bodies so melancholy
Suicide is just a folly and
I'm outFree your mind
Breath it in second hand smoke (what, what)
Free your mind
Breath it in second hand smoke
Free your mind
Breath it in second hand smoke (what)
Free your mind
Breath it in second hand smoke
Free your mind
Breath it in second hand smoke
Second hand smoke, second hand smoke,
WhatFree your mind
Breath it in second hand smoke (yeah)
Free your mind
Breath it in second hand smoke (right)
Free your mind
Breath it in