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Alla Xul Elu - Reverse Mix Mashup Lyrics

Part I: "Rep That Wicked" Reverse Mix

[Verse: Blaze]
Your homie Blaze, 12-gauge locked and loaded
Gun powder, sound of thunder from the barrel when exploded
Brass [?] grass and I smoke it
Hollow point slugs leave your chest wide open
Dead man never be the one to play with
See me on the scene they white flags are wavin'
Skulls I cave in with the handle of the gun
I carve in a tray so I can ash the blunt
Smеlling sweet like a skunk, Blaze ain't just a name
Got 'еm white like cocaine but conjuring up dead things
[?] ammunition
Fifty cal, carve 'em all in half [?] division
Still they hard-headed, don't wanna listen
That's why I'm making coffins for your bitch ass to bed in (Get in)
Go and tuck yourself away into the pine box
The blood and brain matter they can't erase with Clorox

[Chorus: Twiztid]
This is for the freak shows, this is for the killers
Middle fingers up to people that don't get us
This is for the graveyard, this is for the dead
Everybody else can go to hell instead
I rep that wicked shit 'til the day that I die
It's a worldwide homicide
If you down with Twiztid, then let's begin
Our journey to the darker side
Part II: "Kill Somebody" Reverse Mix

[Intro: Monoxide, Jamie Madrox]
I wanna fuckin' kill somebody, kill somebody
Should I chop? Time to cut 'em? Maybe shoot 'em? Kill 'em all
Use an ax or a gun, a knife, a chainsaw

[Verse: Lee Carver]
Bloodletting impending, your life ending my fantasy
Serrated edges entering your anatomy rapidly
These demons that I live with, [?] naturally-gifted
Power tools and puncture wounds the method that I stick with
Exquisite my next victim turn into a work of art
Murder artist, we ain't even touched upon the torture part
I take your whole family with me on a nature walk
You shouldn't talk to strangers now you're laying on a table saw
[?] custom caskets, sew your skin into the fabrics
Skinning bitches like rabbits, I practice similar tactics
As Ramirez, I'm serious, I think that I got a problem
Murder death kill, dip 'em in acid and dissolve 'em
Haunted by every victim, blood is everything I'm seeing
Now I'm sticking sharp objects while you're screamin' in your ear canal
Tell the corpse no remorse, tell the next of kin I'm not sorry
I just wanna kill somebody

[Outro: Monoxide, Jamie Madrox]
Should I chop? Time to cut 'em? Maybe shoot 'em? Kill 'em all
Use an ax or a gun, a knife, a chainsaw
I wanna kill somebody
I wanna fuckin' kill somebody
Part III: "Dead & Gone (Unh-Stop)" Reverse Mix

[Verse: Billy Obey]
Now let me count how many fucks I give, none
My pen 'bout to leave 'em stuck like a pick, for fun
And when you're dead and gone, you're hardly remembered
Except the macaroni art that I made with your innards
Another Picasso, a lost soul found mutilated
'Cause when I kill, I feel rejuvenated, truly made it
Therapeutic, I had to do it or I lose it
Like you did your life, maybe it isn't right, but it feels that way
I mean, what does that say about me?
I don't feel so empty when I [?]
Crazy, might be, probably more than likely
Psyche of a psycho striking nightly
Find me four o' clock in the morning
Knife in your wifey 'til the blood stop pouring
And I thought I warned y'all that death would be coming soon
I'm getting off while I'm finger banging the puncture wound