| The lotus pod, the lotus pod fucka
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| Vampiro, child of the rancid, wrechet, darkness
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| Vampiro, I truly am a juggalotus
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| Maniac killa
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| Super unknown, hero
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| A true hatchet ryda
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| Long rain the lotus killas
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| Then again, its my priviledge
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| To power bomb your fuckin' ass
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| On a bed of butcher knife’s muthafucka
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| The result of 6 serial, murderin' maniac killas
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| Killin', murderin', stabbin' (chopping, hacking, cutting)
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| All hail the lotus pod from heince we came
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| Hello, Hi I’m Shaggs
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| I don’t know, maybe you heard of me
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| The Southwest Strangla
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| That one guy from ICP
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| No? |
| Well, it’s cool then you don’t know what to expect
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| Allow me to extend my hand
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| In friendship to shake your fuckin' neck
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| Cause if you don’t know, well you don’t gotta clue
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| 2dope, maniac killa from dark lotus crew
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| Oh shit damn, lemme quit chokin' ya Sike
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| UUhh.uhh…ahhhhahaha
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| I need a cigarette before I go ballistic
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| Sadistics of my mind frame
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| Explains when I’m insane
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| I’m twiztid branded
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| With the mark or the axe
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| A minor relapse and all I wanna do is split backs
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| Biaatch
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| I’m a maniac
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| But, you gotta understand that a
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| I can’t control my hands and a
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| I’ll love ta choke you if I can and a
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| Never once
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| Nowhere in my mind as I was sane
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| Ever since I remember, kill is just a game
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| I’m a maniac killa, blood gets spilled
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| See me on the streets bitch, don’t get killed
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| My mind is on my axe and my axe is on my side
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| Who wanna die?
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| Who wanna die?
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| Uhh.
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| Watch me, I tippie toe
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| Richie, your death is slow
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| No run, nowhere to hide
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| One more, one homicide
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| Who cares, when I was hungry
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| Passed out, dead with no money
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| Mama, she cleaned your toilets
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| Mama, she bought my bullets
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| Bullets, can be so pretty
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| Watch out, ugly and bloody
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| Fear not, I am no sicko
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| Your life, not worth the nickle
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| Don’t go, I will not eat you
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| Your kind, I will defeat you
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| Mama, never expected
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| Mama, her pain corrupted
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| I’m a maniac killa, blood gets spilled
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| A maniac killa, don’t get killed
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| I’m a maniac killa, blood gets spilled
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| A maniac killa, don’t get killed
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| I be the maniac K I double L A
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| I slit their fuckin' throats
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| And have sex with all the bodies
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| I’m a retard, people call me special though
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| I keep my victims silence
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| In a melow of a sentalopes
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| I split you like a cantalope
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| To see whats on your mind
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| Smokin' trees, keep me find
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| But at least smoke to the dime
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| Till O’m on your front lawn
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| Waitin' in the cold, the lights on
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| But don’t look like nobody home
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| At last I come creepin' threw darkness
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| Missin' this dark and take out any carcass
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| Dumpin' out my big dugs
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| A couple suckas playin' dub with they gases
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| Nobody else ghetto path
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| Huh? |
| muthafucka, give up your bread
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| This is blaze ya dead homie sickin' the head
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| I’ve been dead
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| I thought you knew, I’m a maniac killa
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| Psycho, thug, fillin' body bags on the daily whut? |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Maniac Killa , by - Twiztid. Song from the album Freek Show, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп