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Artist/Band: Twiztid
Lyrics for Song: Whoop-Whoop
Lyrics for Album: W.I.C.K.E.D. [2009]



I'm untouchable

Sixteen ways to die, but I'd rather just cut ya throat

Unlovable

Bred through hate, product of date rape but you can't wait to cremate

I take lives with steak knives and such

I leave so many cuts that there's nothin left to touch

And I walk with the family mind set on casualty

I put mirrors in ya eyes so ya had to see

That it had to be a mass suicide at your gathering

What a catastrophe

Front page, blame it on us

Scapegoat for all, in Twiztid we trust

In the tour bus headed for the white house lawn

I can only be the scapegoat for so long

You can clear bongs while I clear channels

Live show is sick like cups of brain matter



(CHORUS x2)

WHOOP WHOOP

You could never do what I do

WHOOP WHOOP

Even if I became you

WHOOP WHOOP

You gotta let go of the envy

Cuz on your best day you'll never be me



I'm Jeffrey Dahmer with a Wayne Gasey mask on

Drill a hole inside your head and axe it till ya pass on

Amass on cubby holes and crawl spaces

UNTRUSTABLE

I'm Harvey Dent double sided with Two-Face

Cuz I killed Jason at Crystal Lake

Stuck a axe in his back and said it was a mistake

Now the legend is dead, but the legacy lives on

Through the blood in my veins every time I spit out a song

I'm Richard Ramirez with bloody eyes

Leave a pussy stolen and swollen with bloody alibis

I'm a cat with 9 lives, a monster with 50 kills

With a shotgun, roamin' the streets of Beverly hills

I'm in your hood like a street siren

And for whatever motherfucker if you're thinkin you're gonna take mine

Another product of reality

Call it a blemish on the floor of society's vanity



(CHORUS x2)



If I cut ya tongue out and left mine in it's place

You still couldn't taste what the fuck I say

I'm a split time for swallowin razor blades

So I get spit blind for every word that I say

I'm poisonous, better check your thermos

Cuz I spikin' all the coffee at your funeral service

I'm a psycho bad boy, all no-purpose

And I stuff bad bitches like a taxidermist.



(CHORUS x2)


Album Lyrics: W.I.C.K.E.D. [2009]


Twiztid
"W.I.C.K.E.D. [2009]"


1. All of the Above
2. Bella Morte
3. Buckets Of Blood
4. Death Note
5. Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha
6. Kill With Us
7. Killing Season
8. Krossroads Inn
9. My Enemies
10. That's Wicked
11. They Told Me
12. W.I.C.K.E.D.
13. When I Get To Hell
14. Whoop-Whoop
15. Woe Woe
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