Twiztid - What I’m Feelin’ lyrics

The drugs keepin me high
I just wanna eliminate everyone
Thats in sight the wicked shit's alive in me
And it will never die
I just wanna let you know
Inside what I’m feeling
Feelin endevoured I’m still alive
Killers who cut throats the
Only ones that survive
The wicked shit's alive in me
And it will never die
I just wanna let you know
Inside what I’m feeling

I’m sick like hotel beds
And getting head in a motel where
My girls in the corner dead
The coroner said it was an overdose
So I cut his throat and left him
For dead outside a mobile home
I’m a stoner with his motor blown


And I get high over
Leaving wack emcees comatose
You ain’t sick, you suck
So weak you got your vowels mixed up
J hand me the bitch so I can
Pump this shit up like training day
I'm holding the real killers who
Walk and never run away
Put your fucking gun away
'For I get pissed off then piss
On ya like a rainy day
I ain't happy I'm the other way
Staying mad as fuck and
Always looking to retaliate
So if you wonder why I magigate
Just refer to the real
Definition of assassinate

The drugs keepin me high
I just wanna eliminate everyone
Thats in sight the wicked shit's alive in me
And it will never die
I just wanna let you know
Inside what I’m feeling
Feelin endevoured I’m still alive
Killers who cut throats the
Only ones that survive
The wicked shit's alive in me
And it will never die
I just wanna let you know
Inside what I’m feeling

Here we go and were taking
'em back to basics
We make a mark and you marks try to erase it
We take the number and usually we embrace it
We were born in chaos with carnival faces
How's that for odds
Sent here to eliminate false prophets
And demigods of statistics
Media moguls and spreaders of the falseness
With they heads lopped off and
Bodies tied to crosses
Followers have been exposed
With overactive temperal lobes Up
In they dome no indiviuality more clones on
The production line
Manufacture and faximilated rhymes for
The twelfth time
Thirteen's synonomous with the oddity's
Stay hungry for flesh like the piranha be
Killer trying to dishonor me
Nothin is sacred in a dead economy
So bury me deep where the
Haters will never bother me

The drugs keepin me high
I just wanna eliminate everyone
Thats in sight the wicked shit's alive in me
And it will never die
I just wanna let you know
Inside what I’m feeling
Feelin endevoured I’m still alive
Killers who cut throats the
Only ones that survive
The wicked shit's alive in me
And it will never die
I just wanna let you know
Inside what I’m feeling

They got a problem with us and
The way we telling it
Not a statistic refuse to be irrelevent
Disorted in sick shit
Ooze from every element
You can blame it on my soul
But the music be compelling it
To do the type to make you
Feel it when you hear it
Musical ducktape to patch the
Holes in your spirit no jump, pump fake
We tomahawk with the lyrics
And stay buzzworthy while your
Shit's on clearance

You're phonier than cinemax porn
And bein torn between being a label whore
And wishin you were never born
I'm not here to scorn
I'm just sayin that you're
Nothin more than a
Pawn on a board in a fake war
And now you fuck with the militia
Whirl with that government issue
Won't miss ya
I ain't gotta spit a line to diss ya
I got a line around the block
Of folks coming to get ya

The drugs keepin me high
I just wanna eliminate everyone
Thats in sight the wicked shit's alive in me
And it will never die
I just wanna let you know
Inside what I’m feeling
Feelin endevoured I’m still alive
Killers who cut throats the
Only ones that survive
The wicked shit's alive in me
And it will never die
I just wanna let you know
Inside what I’m feeling