No Breaks

Album cover art for "No Breaks" by Twiztid

Twiztid - Rap, Horrorcore

No Breaks

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[Verse 1: Jamie Madrox] When I was heavy off in that bottle Full throttle, before weed became legal in Colorado And booty cake was a nice dish From Paula Deen before she opened her Southern mouth And became that racist white bitch What about when songs was killing people like ebola The panic through the media had you looking over shoulders At old folks, cleaning coin collections with Coca-Cola That's the sign of a good taste of a name brand soda Uh, open they eyes holes They destroyed the twin towers and turned 'em to ground zero And all the innocent people that died for nothin' Can be remembered in the monument collecting coin at 9/11 hope button I can't help but be disgusted in tryin' to stomach the aftermath Appetite of destruction, let's switch it up to fugazzis His holiness, Pope Benedict stepped down from tongues and ties to Nazis Now tell me what would Jesus do, knowing the House of the Holy Was the home of a persecutors of Jews? I'd like to think he'd take the high road So many thoughts in my human brain that my mind might explode Like bombs in marathons at Boston But I'm only one person, how can I make a change, I get lost exhausted Disappear from out of sight like a Malaysian flight And have the entire world searching every day and at night I got them long prayers for them short lives Like Trayvon Martin, James Foley, Michael Brown, and it ain't right Don't let the people die in vain, it's time to educate for new becomers Tell people what they became [Verse 2: Monoxide] Sometimes I feel like I'm stuck And my light's down so much that I forgot it was up I got this weight on my shoulders like a couple of trucks And I ain't talking about skateboards, I'm talking about late for rent type Money spent tight, and I got nothing to show for where I'm with But a fucking argument, like, fuck I'm doing in a relationship When I've been fucking every chick that she's been hanging with? I'll admit it, I'm bad news, full of bad attitudes and bad views And look how fast you gravitate to the back room Just like me when the track moves, feel like I'm part of the last few To come through like a monsoon and wash it all away Put perspective on the break, nail it and call it a day 'Cause if I don't I'm gonna make it on the news today I'll be the top story, not just another fool in the pot Pour me another so I can slowly drown it away They cannot ignore me but still I leave a formidable trace [Chorus] Contacts in, paint on my face Axes ready, I ain't waiting for them haters to hate Contacts in, paint on my face Axes ready, I ain't waiting for them haters to hate Contacts in, paint on my face Axes ready, I ain't waiting for them haters to hate Contacts in, paint on my face Axes ready, I ain't waiting for them haters to hate

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  • Monoxide
  • Madrox