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lirik lagu twista - suicide (remix)

[verse 1]
um, them wanna test the champion, it can’t be done
you walking barb wires, watch me carve liars to shogun
cuts a duck, f~ck “naughty” i’m in that hate ya “nature”
ready to break ya, (state ya), claiming i raped ya, (faker)
take you degrees deeper than death i get you dissed
to get you p~ssed, the mister split ya wrist
thinking i bit twist now picture this
me biting something from you, and you can’t top me
better yet stop me, or drop me, your technique is sloppy
check my flow autopsy
copy yet never be cleverly my sh~t blows up
leaving them froze up, straight from the toes up
rip these shows up, in my city, we run sh~t like president do
turn you to residue, sn~tch you your revenue
rip “this and that” like dres’ll a due
vestibule, your dead bodies i feel we cut your hair short
dissin the chi, why dare sport
we fly more heads then airports
thinking you hard but when i pull your card i bet ya stretch
go fetch a treach, i make him disappear like etch a sketch
wretched n~gga, keep chi out your mouth or get your neck split
quickly i used to wreck sh~t, but now punk i’m on some next sh~t
check it, the crew you tried is making sure your bluer side
face the beat down b~tch n~gga, f~cking with chi, suicide
[chorus]
suidice when you’re f~cking with chi ~ booyah
i wonder why (i wonder why motherf~ckers wanna die) [x4]

[verse 2]
i come deep as golpher tactics, pop them like prophylactics
with flowmatics, no statics takin, breakin’ punks up i’m a pro at it
go at it with whoever, crew never cracks, pack gats
f~ck your chains and locks, chainsaws, hatchets, b~tter cutters and bats
braids and blades and machetes, petty sh~t you carry
can’t scare me fairy, burn your obituary at the cemetary
ii to a casket, heads in bread bask’, was dead when lead blast
and burn him like ashes, f~ck a ghetto b~st~rd
huh, come with that “hey ho”, better stay low
end up with a halo, spread blood like mayo
looks like a tko, say no, to treachery, bet ya be thinking you’re ganking
i do the shankin’, naughty kids always get a spankin’
so uh, go diss some more emcees instead of these
punk your better ease, or get your head filled up with holes like cheddar cheese
never let a breeze, slow me down kid this ain’t the season
“tung twist’ back to chicago”? b~tch, who told you i was leaving?

[chorus]
suidice when you’re f~cking with chi ~ booyah
i wonder why (i wonder why motherf~ckers wanna die) [x4]
[verse 3]
selector, my dj cuts up, b~hyper, what’s up
let’s beat the nuts up, eat the ducks up
then sweep they guts up
the things i bring will make you spring forward and later fall back
talking about twisting don’t impress you, like your sh~t is all that
go get your tecs i got grenadas to pack pins
be quick to stack men, black men with mac 10s
ready to let their finger back bend
and if i catch your dreamin, of descendant schemin’
y’all find an intoxicated demon, sucking s~m~n, hear what i’m screamin?
huh, another p~ssy wants to break me in a h0m~sapian
beat him down and won’t give a f~ck what type of shape he in
yellow is the color of cape he in, punk your style’ll be
facing fatality, split his head like a personality
while i’ll be cracking heads like jokes, leave a tight stitch
for dissing me hype pitch, f~ck you and that white b~tch
i’m hoping your mic switch
remember that show in the west?
thought i waswimp, man please, the pimp slam gs
swing on mcs like chimpanzees
get your nose bust, bones broke, make rappers split with this sh~t
talking sh~t about the chi behind me back, now you get this b~tch
what’s up n~gga, come on step, unless you just a sucker
f~cking with chi, suicide mission motherf~cker
[chorus]
suidice when you’re f~cking with chi ~ booyah
i wonder why (i wonder why motherf~ckers wanna die) [x4]
[scratching]

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