Lyrics Clear - Twiztid
I
don't
fuck
wit'
people,
I
know
that
I
cain't
trust
Last
time
that
I
did
it,
it
sucked
like
a
bang
bus
Thought
that
we
were
family
like
brothers
and
play
'cause
Really,
it
was
nothing
but
haters
Who
ain't
nuthin'
more
than
the
fake
love
They
spread
like
rumors
in
Vegas
I
feel
like
we
live
in
a
world,
that's
so
consumed
by
the
fakest
I
leave
'em
hangin'
like
a
curl,
when
I'm
in
the
face
of
the
fakeness
You
ain't
the
king
of
the
underground,
'cause
you
live
in
a
basement
Face
it!
You
took
my
style,
copied,
and
paste
it
I
realized,
backspaced,
and
erased
it
I
feel
eyes,
replicate
the
hatred
From
their
minds,
straight
to
all
their
faces
I
covered
all
of
my
bases,
so
they
don't
bite
my
shit
'Cuz
they
cain't
entertain
us,
if
they
ain't
got
Twiztid
Tell
me,
how
could
you
blame
us,
if
you're
the
one
who
missed
it?
When
we
told
you
a
hun'nid
times,
but
you
wouldn't
listen?
Plain
and
simple,
like
the
pimples
on
ya'
bitches
booty
I
ain't
gotta
ask,
she
just
give
it
to
me
Sometimes,
I
feel
like
I'm
livin'
in
a
movie
I
know
we
should
give
a
fuck,
but
do
we?
Reach
for
the
stars
like,
Lucas
on
Stilts!
You
can
tell
me,
how
a
legacy's
built!
I'm
the
industry's
Scary
Terry,
get
yo'
dreams
kilt!
Cause
we're
living
in
a
very,
very,
hateful
world
of
guilt
Muthafucka,
I'm
a
prodigy
with
a
lot
on
my
mind
Multiple
personalities,
make
it
hard
for
me
decide
If
success
is
the
same
old
ladder,
I
wanna
climb
But
I
stay
dropping
shit,
till
it
plug
up
in
the
pipeline
Now
we
don't
accept
L's,
two
heads
are
better
than
none
Kenan
and
Kel,
no
we're
not
braggin'
New
attitude
like
P-Label,
enter
the
dragon,
run
off
the
ledge,
or
sink,
or
sail
Tell
'em
to
bring
wooden
planks,
hammers,
and
nails
Intending
to
crucify
something,
that
no
longer
sells
Calling
us
devils,
when
they'
the
ones
that's
close
to
Hell
Excessive
brutality,
and
the
need
to
over-kill
And
wonder
why
nobody
give
a
fuck,
is
how
they
feel
Game
split,
used
to
be
about
who
you
were,
or
run
wit'
Now,
they
out
fo'
self
an'
finn'a
sell
you
out
to
get
Head-over-heels
in
a
game,
that's
faker
than
a
bitch
With
prosthetic
credit,
so
many
claiming
God's
gift
But,
more
like
a
stable-hand,
rather
than
a
wordsmith
Cletus
Cassidy,
in
the
brain,
Eddie
Brock,
when
I
spit
Life
of
a
lunatic,
that
don't
really
give
a
shit
An'
wanna
smack
you,
like
their
bitch
Live
in
fear
'cause,
the
fear
living
everywhere
Static
blur,
channel
change,
message
interfere
In
my
mind,
hit
delete,
and
CLEAR!!!!
I'm
on
a
mission
to
get
it
(clear...)
I'm
on
a
mission
to
get
it
Out
of
my
head!
I'm
on
a
mission
to
get
it
(clear...!)
I'm
on
a
mission
to
get
it
(clear...!)
Outta
my
head!
I'm
on
a
mission
to
get
it
(clear!)
I'm
on
a
mission
to
get
it
(yo!)
I'm
on
a
mission
to
get
it
(yo!
Clear...!)
I'm
on
a
mission
to
get
it
(clear...!)
Outta
my
head,
clear!
1 Hallelujah
2 Blueprint
3 We Just Wanna Be Heard
4 Get Through the Day
5 Come Alive
6 Clear
7 Hold Up
8 Separate
9 Twinz
10 Laughable
11 Change Me
12 Never Be Nothing
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