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(that's right)
I saw that nigga get his head tore off (by who? )
By the same nigga that took his wife
You know I come nutty stingin like syphillis
You can
daughter rest her head on my chest
Through the struggle we cuddle under half-moon crest
While the press plant fear and exploit the gun blasting
Central
The earth daughter rest her head on my chest
Through the struggle we cuddle under half-moon crest
While the press plant fear and exploit the gun blasting
the architect
So respect 'em
I disconnect 'em,
Soon as I inject 'em

With radiation
Put 'em by the basement
Bust his chest open
Bash his face in

Let it split 'em
That's the shit
Twiztid we give it up wig splits
Twiztid
Wig splits
Wig splits
Twiztid's givin wig splits.
We cracked your head in half
And what shit
smack niggaz when they don't feel Keith's right direction 

Put niggaz in fear  the bullets in they head section 

Pick up drug dollars  leave rings
promised to me; when will I stop?
I hit the weed
And hope to god I can fly high.
Witness my enemies
Die when I ride by;
They shouldn'ta tried me.
Send
the architect
So respect 'em
I disconnect 'em,
Soon as I inject 'em

With radiation
Put 'em by the basement
Bust his chest open
Bash his face in

Let it split 'em
His blood is boiling and his head is ready to split
'cause he's a un-natural born killa
Made from everything un-natural
A blood spilla
Now, you can see
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies

Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot your
they brains hangin' 
Straight gettin' down for mine 
And I'll fuck up a bitch, cause I don't mind dyin' 
So feel me drill me, put a bullet in my head
Everyone wants to be a cowboy 
Grab your guns boy 
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies

Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen 
You shot
by my minutes, if us gone as beginners
Split em, we piss on the ground, screamin bury me with em
My lord, you never suffer newborn, I'll guard your
split personality is having an identity crisis
I'm Dr. Hyde and Mr. Jekyll, disrespectful
Hearing voices in my head while these whispers echo
And split a niggas shit
I bet I pis out a nigga with this
Bullets like a bet the pis out bitch



chorus)x2
You talkin shit nigga hold that thought
All be
bullets you can't trust
If you bust, when I spray
Head for shelter
10% is gonna help ya, 90 is gonna fail ya
A lot of punk niggas try to play hard
Put
takes me an eternity to reach the beach unhit
Explosions all around my head I'm sure my skull has split
I'm sure my skull has split

I snag a piece
yet 
Get your ass out of town before sunset 
Bullets you felt got you runnin' for help 
You gettin' struck and my nine is still tucked under the belt
see, to split your fuckin' head like the Red Sea 
Charged up with anger, six slugs in every chamber 
Dangerous stranger, with itchy trigger fingers
a bullet struck her 
Put in another clip, cause I ain't givin' up a motherfucker 
Niggaz runnin' up in trenches 
Sprayin' at my car, only missin' me by
understand, we gotta split
I switched the locks on the door
Started packin' like I was goin on a motherfuckin' world tour
Grabbed my bags and my gun
C'mon
Luciano
So I snuck up the sucker
Put my gun to his head, "Whassup now motherfucker?"
He said, "Wait, I want to talk"
I put his brains on the sidewalk
understand, we gotta split
I switched the locks on the door
Started packin' like I was goin on a motherfuckin' world tour
Grabbed my bags and my gun
C'mon
as you see me 

You is still Nity 
COM squared and shit 
I was put here to see if you came prepared and shit 
I'm red as shit 
My head is split from
and one to the dome
Well if them niggaz catch you slippin' then yo' ass is gone (Born II Die)
Aim yo best for the head so yo' brains get blown
Well if