Twiztid - Wasted Part 2 (feat. Da Mafia 6ix, R.A. The Rugged Man, Whitney Peyton, Kung Fu Vampire & Chris Webby) | Текст песни

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[Verse 9: Kung Fu Vampire]
You got me Twiztid, to give a dab is terrific
I be lifted and plastered off eric and bass' my air remains specific
My perspective, fuck you buzzkill when I waste
Fuck pacin', I'm chasin' every bad memory to erase it
My brain isolates, I'm concentrates and Jameson
With a Crown Royal reserve, starting to hear reverb
Pardon me, I'm carding every girl at the party
That I'm hardly embarking so I'm not marching at the wrong target
I'm the martian that's artistic
I'm an arsonist rock star, double fisted
With a black Irish car bomb and a back bar
Throwing fireballs at you, we hire ya'll come kicks it
We Kung Fu Vampire and Twiztid

[Hook]

[Verse 10: R.A. The Rugged Man]
Hookers going up in the bedroom, tripped out on a bad shroom
Coke sluts sniffed up with a nostril like a vacuum
Naked chicks with tracks on their arms, these heroin hoes
"If it bleeds, we can kill it" like the line from Predator goes
The way my vocals get these bitches drippin' and turned on
They can take their drawers off and water the front lawn
Spittin' at the popo, white snow hoes sniffin' blow
Like the Nate Dogg chorus from Mos Def - Oh No
It's a no go, glide a bolo blow, wreckin' your jaw
Blood sport, bolo - weapon of war, I'm an arm throw
A grown man, why I resort to these childish antics?
I get these pill poppin' parents panickin', poppin' they xanax
Speed up, I'm beggin' for the bullets
You're barkin', I get you bitin' the barrel and bustin'
Dipping and diving and ducking
Hittin' the trigger like a percussion put a slug in your gut
And slow down, liquid adrenaline outta the shot glass
You suckas will not last, you're fucking with God's trash
Come on

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