
4 Those of You (Remix) Twiztid (Ft. Blaze Ya Dead Homie)
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[Hook: Jamie Madrox]
I... h-h-hate... everyone
I hate everyone
I... h-h-h-hate... h-hate... everyone
I hate everyone
I, I-I, I-I... h-h-h-hate. Hate
[Monoxide]
Ya hear that?
[Jamie Madrox]
I hate everyone
[Verse 1: Monoxide]
We off the train tracks homeboy, we outta control
Me and Madrox rockin' bitch, slappin' the world
[I say some shit to make ya toes curl quick, little bitch]
Paint a picture like Picasso from your blood when it drip
Take a sip, it makes me stronger than the strongest man
And my mind takes a journey to the farthest land
I'm the whole world's kryptonite,
I got these bitches on they knees
Kissin' hands, cryin', beggin' for they life
I'm a butcher knife to the neck, gotta go, what
One, you just a ho, right, two, you ain't a Juggalo, believe that
Broads you watch your mouth and represent, you get your head split
Quick, some shit they can't stitch
I'm a scrub for life, don't let the hairstyle throw it
With a bag of weed, looking to blow it
Those who don't know it, I'm Monoxide, blaze up a smoke
And pass that shit to your boy and give his bitch a choke, biatch
I... h-h-hate... everyone
I hate everyone
I... h-h-h-hate... h-hate... everyone
I hate everyone
I, I-I, I-I... h-h-h-hate. Hate
[Monoxide]
Ya hear that?
[Jamie Madrox]
I hate everyone
[Verse 1: Monoxide]
We off the train tracks homeboy, we outta control
Me and Madrox rockin' bitch, slappin' the world
[I say some shit to make ya toes curl quick, little bitch]
Paint a picture like Picasso from your blood when it drip
Take a sip, it makes me stronger than the strongest man
And my mind takes a journey to the farthest land
I'm the whole world's kryptonite,
I got these bitches on they knees
Kissin' hands, cryin', beggin' for they life
I'm a butcher knife to the neck, gotta go, what
One, you just a ho, right, two, you ain't a Juggalo, believe that
Broads you watch your mouth and represent, you get your head split
Quick, some shit they can't stitch
I'm a scrub for life, don't let the hairstyle throw it
With a bag of weed, looking to blow it
Those who don't know it, I'm Monoxide, blaze up a smoke
And pass that shit to your boy and give his bitch a choke, biatch
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