Twiztid - Sex, Drugs, Money & Murder lyrics

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Twiztid - Sex, Drugs, Money & Murder lyrics

Every Man Has A Breaking Point No Matter Who They Are And Nothing Seems To Push A Man To His Breaking Point Faster Than The One (One) Woman (Woman) Right Now You're Gonna Hear About Three Individual Men The Dealer, The Player, And The Addict And How A Woman Drove Them To Their Breaking Point Out Of Line? Out Of Their Mind? You Decide Hey Im Just Callin You Again For Like The 85th Time I Got My Test Results Back The Other Day And They Said sh** Ain't Lookin Too Good For Me Turns Out Some Dumb F**kin b**h Got Me Marked And Guess What? Guess Who's F**kin House Im Comin To Right Now b**h? You Better Lock Your F**kin Doors (Madrox:) I F**ked This One b**h Raw, Like p**no Flicks She Was Workin My Dick Like My sh** Was A Joystick Now I Didn't Love Her At All, But The p**y Was Irreplaceable Pipin Out In Her Parkin Lot, On The Kitchen Table Im Able To Bust Up In Her, She Said That She's On The Pill And F**kin Without No Rubber Always Enhances The Feel I Started Trippin Like Letterman From My Third Eye And The Clinics Started Askin Me Questions Bout My Sex Life Do I Share Needles With Heroin Heads, How Many b**hes Have I Had In And Outta My F**kin Bed Givin Me Head Visions Of Tearin Her Up, Cuttin Her Up Ghost-Like, Gaspin For Air, Chokin With Her Throat Cut Im Waitin On The Results, Diggin Her Grave Plot But I'll Pay This b**h Back In Space For Whatever I Got I Tried To Get Back At Her But The Word On The Street Musta Least Changed Another And Then That b**h Creeped (Chorus:) Sex, Drugs, Money, And Murder Should Be The Last One That You Ever Heard Of Should Be The Last One Makin Me Nervous I Love Sex, Drugs, Money, And Murder (x2) (Shoestring:) Money, Yak, And Murder, When I Catch The b**h I Hurt Her Bust You In Your Titty, You Gon Die, b**h, You Deserter Sleep In The Bucket, Til I Grab My Dick Like F**k It Talk And Set Me Up Bustin That Lisa Ass In Public She Snitched On My Brother, Im Searchin For No Other Lisa Ass's Gone Somewhere They Won't Discover In The Bottom Of A Pit, Puttin Holes In The Fit I Chained Her To A Tub So Her Body Gotta Sit Had A Tutu And A Bra, But I Broke The b**hes Jaw Im A Pimpin These b**hes, Don't You Cross Me Cause I'm Raw Shoestring That Be My Name, Dayton Family On My Chain I Whoop A Dude's Ass, I Be Murderin In The Rain F**kin Around With Twiztid, Sippin On The Mystic Murder On The Scene, All They Found Was Some Lipstick I Aint Gon Tell You sh**, I Ain't Sayin Nuthin Never Heard Of I Love Sex, Drugs, Money, And Murder (Chorus:) Sex, Drugs, Money, And Murder Should Be The Last One That You Ever Heard Of Should Be The Last One Makin Me Nervous I Love Sex, Drugs, Money, And Murder (x2) (Bootleg:) Sex, Drugs, Money, And Murder, Not For All Folk This b**h Tammy Pulled A Whammy, Got Away With All My Dope But When I Catch Her, Ima Stretch Her, She Will Only F**k Posted Outside Of Her Door, Just Like A Comcast Truck Fun And Chains, Play No Games, I'll Put One In Your Brain Your Outta Your League, Like Highschoolers Playin Lebron James I Pissed, That b**hes Eyes Closed, She Can Clearly See She Bout Ta D I E For F**kin With My Money Tree B Double O T, L E G, b**h Ima Straight Og I Burn Your House Down, Lyrical Bombs Floatin Outside The Debris F**k With My Cash, Thats Yo Ass, Im An Armed Grenade About To Explode On You Hoes, Until Everything Gets Paid This Is More Than The Name Of A Crew, b**h Don't Get It Twiztid Have Yo Momma At The Cemetary Payin Ya Visits Run Of With Mine And They Gon Find Your b**h Ass In A Gutter F**kin With Twiztid And The Family, Is Another Murder (Chorus:) Sex, Drugs, Money, And Murder Should Be The Last One That You Ever Heard Of Should Be The Last One Makin Me Nervous I Love Sex, Drugs, Money, And Murder (x2)

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