Twiztid - Set It Off lyrics

rate me

Here comes that Methric boy

With a gas can, bottles and napkins

Electric chords and duct tape spread on a mattress

Cause I sleep with death on a pillow of blackness

You couldn't match this

Living in a house of matchsticks

I burn you to the ground and write a rhyme in your ashes

I ain't down with the masses

Most you rappers rappin' today, you ain't worthy of your motherfuckin' tracklist

You're embarrassin' like fuckin' a fat bitch on the stairs

And it’s cameras everywhere

With a live feed to the big screen in the middle of Times Square

And I'ma leave it right there

Get the picture, I can't fucks with you

I got a box full of accelerants and a mind full of degenerate intelligence

I'm a little south for the heaven sent

You want proof? My whole life's this

For The Fam

Turn down for what?!

Everything you throw away, I want that shit

The lies and the hate, I feed off

Everything you throw away, I want that shit

The lies and the hate, I feed off it

I'm just a monster, maybe a robot

Some say I killed myself but I did not

I wanted everything the way I wanted it

You say I'm heartless and inconsiderate?

But you don't understand how we do things

We fly sideways, with the broken wings

We are freek shows, carnival spectacles

All you hoes can suck dick, tits, and testicles

Everything you know will stop and start again

In the midst of your life, the church, and government

Mesmerized, can't believe your eyes

Showing you the light and now you're hypnotized

Realize how easy that you can fall

Your body, your life, your soul, we want it all

Fire up your loud, another round of shots!

Fire up your loud, another round of shots!

Fire up your loud, another round of shots!

Fire up your loud, another round of shots!