Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Speculationz, artist - Twiztid. Date of issue: 31.03.2015
Song language: English
Speculationz |
| Who cares what they think about you? |
| Speculation has it, that I’m the freakiest one |
| I like to rip off my tongue and spit the black magic |
| And I’m supposed to be fuckin’some crack addict without a rubber |
| And already got a baby by her mother? |
| They say I’m signed by a wizard of sorts |
| And my momma, she was a banshee who was drowned by the corpse |
| Say my little brother Jamie, he’s dead and in a grave |
| And that I’m all alone and afraid |
| And everything I gave has been so underestimated |
| I been hated by generations for havin’conversations with people who didn’t make |
| it How could I fake it? |
| I’m a monster, remember me? |
| The weirdo with the axe from another galaxy |
| I keep a blender in my kitchen, filled to the brim |
| With the thug suspicions of me drinkin’it up And so the fuck, scatter stones get out my Kool-Aid |
| I’m blastin’away from all you haters, hit me on my two-way |
| You start some bullshit fallin’down (Fallin'down) |
| I’m ok (I'm ok) |
| Speculation has it, that I’m a drunk and a drug addict |
| A shit talker always tryin’to start static |
| A borderline faggot with long fingernails |
| Either that or he’s a cokehead but I don’t think he cares |
| Speculation has it, that I’ve already engaged |
| In sexual fantasies with me and Gwen Stefani |
| I’m videotapin’in the (???) |
| Speculation is called as the one who gets bone |
| I can’t escape it, mistake it, or fake it out |
| Look you in the face as if I don’t know what you talkin''bout |
| The speculation, you heard that I don’t spit on nobody’s shit |
| For no dough, hey man, many mouths to feed and many personalities |
| In me, lookin’to get P-A-I-D! |
| Is it lie or is it truth? |
| You can put that on our skills |
| They stay snug like my Batman suit |
| We smash the flash and if I have to blast it back, get 'em up, hit 'em up Speculations, hater-ations, me and Twiztid don’t give a fiz-nuck |
| 'Cause we gon’stay gettin’papered up, and stay smashin’indepently |
| With a dedicated ass fan base that’ll do a motherfucker in for me Speculations, but see they just don’t know |
| I don’t be rappin’too fast, they just be listenin’too slow |
| I don’t be spittin’sluggish, E-40 Water be spittin’thug shit |
| 40 be representin’the bowery up in the Compton, got the third hoppin' |
| Ain’t no stoppin’a pimp, me walk with a limp |
| Elbows on gimp, puffin’on hits, sippin’on sip |
| Sippin’on sip, dippin’and skatin’and bouncin’and shit |
| Me and Twiztid be twisted, me and Twiztid be gone |
| Me and Twiztid be blizted, me and Twiztid be stoned |
| Gone on our head, dead, dead wrong |
| Smokin’turtle, beatin’on our chest like King Kong |
| Conversatin', lickin’and pokin', high powered slangin’of the day |
| Tryin’to persuade this licker into givin’me brain |
| Who cares what they think about you? |