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wut the dead like (twiztid's version) - twiztid lyrics

[intro: jamie madrox]
figgy, f*ck today
grab it by the throat
madrox! monoxide!
tell ’em what the dead like!

[verse 1: monoxide]
what the dead like, we be k!llin’ off the mainstream
we make it hard to earn a dollar in this pipe dream
what the dead like, it’s very complicated
i give a f*ck about nothin’ b*tch and i know you hate it
what the dead like, we the people of the moonlight
sittin’ in the graveyard all night
what the dead like, we don’t let you b*tches crawl off
we chop your head and watch it fall off

[interlude 1: jamie madrox]
the world is surrounded by so many people
there’s cemeteries in virtually every corner
that means that all those dead bodies
that used to be on top of the ground
are now beneath it, in nice little boxes
all tucked away, to be opened up
another day, to walk again
on this place you call home
[verse 2: jamie madrox]
what the dead like, they like livin’ underground
that’s what the dead like, when it’s dark, they come around
out the shadows like a serial k!ller
with a double*headed axe, we dubbed the wig*splitter
we some off*the*wall, not givin’ a f*ck at all
and while you b*tches hatin’, we laughin’ at all of y’all
that’s what the dead like, runnin’ wild beneath the streets
from the southwest back to the motherf*ckin’ east!

[interlude 2: jamie madrox]
a lot of people that experience death
say that they see a bright light
and that they are taken somewhere
but that they experience immense darkness
when they are dragged below
i myself having died
i tell you i haven’t seen either one of those things
personally, my entire body shut down
and then a bolt of electricity
and i awoke

[verse 3: jamie madrox]
what the dead like! they like the psychopathic sh*t
and when see the hatchetman, they know it’s underground legit
that’s what the dead like, and they ain’t takin’ nothin’ less
keep it underground for life is the dead’s only request
[verse 4: monoxide]
(what the dead like!) it’s like a string of bad luck
mad corrupt, covered in blood like, ‘b*tch, what?’
what the dead like, we dazed and confused
runnin’ with a hatchet to death, we can’t lose

[interlude 3: jamie madrox]
i feel like what the dead like most of all is to be left alone
like, they’ve had their time on this planet
and they’ve had and seen everything they can have and see and they don’t want to see or have it anymore
they are fed up
yet there’s another portion of dead people that can’t wait to come back
they sit endlessly, all day long
twiddling thei*their thumbs, their skeletal thumbs
they twiddle them and they just wait purposefully for someone to call on them through a ouija board or a telephone or perhaps a prayer
and they wait and they wait and they w**
did you hear that?
someone just called me
i think, i think someone just called me
oh wait. no, no, it wasn’t me it was you
i think it’s your time to go back and haunt
i think it’s your time to not be dead anymore
because what the dead really want at the end of the day is to basically be alive and to not be forgotten in that life but to live another life uh, and not be dead

that’s what they want

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