| Song | Speculationz |
| Artist | Twiztid |
| Album | The Green Book |
| 作曲 : Madrox, Monoxide | |
| You're where you want to be and you're doing what you want to do in your mind. [sample] (repeats multiple times throughout song) | |
| Pop that shit out, bitch. | |
| Speculation has it that | |
| I'm the feakiest one, | |
| I like to rip out my tongue and spit the black magicand | |
| I'm supppsed to be fuckin' some crack addict without a rubber?and | |
| I already got a babby by your mother?they say | |
| I'm signed by a wizard of sortsand my mama, she was a banshee that was drowned by the courtssay my little brother | |
| Jamie is dead and in the graveand that | |
| I'm all alone and afriadand everthing | |
| I gave has been so underestimated | |
| I've been hated by generations for having conversations with people who didn't make ithow could | |
| I fake it? | |
| I'm a monster, remember me the weirdo with the axe from another galaxy? | |
| I keep a blender in my kitchen filled to the rim with the blood and spit suspisions of me drinkin' it up,slow the fuck scatterzones get out my kool-aid | |
| I'm blastin' away from all you hatters, hit me on my two way | |
| Besides some bullshit fallin' down, | |
| I'm ok. (x4) | |
| Speculation has it that | |
| I'm a drunk and a drug addicta shit talker always tryin' to start statica boarderline faggot with long fingernailseither that or he's a coke head, but | |
| I don't think he cares | |
| Speculation has it that | |
| I've already engaged in sexual fatasies with me and | |
| Gwen Stefani | |
| I'm video tappin' in the nettin' down down lows | |
| Speculation is called is the one who gets boned | |
| I can't escape it, mistake it or fake it outlook you in the face as if | |
| I don't know what you talkin' 'bout | |
| The speculation you haerd that | |
| I don't spit on nobodys shit but no dough hattin'and many mouths to feed and many personalities in me lookin' to get | |
| P-A-I-DIs it lie or is it truth? | |
| You can put that on our skills,they stay snug like my | |
| Batman suit. | |
| Besides some bullshit fallin' down, | |
| I'm ok. (x4) | |
| We smash the plastic if | |
| I have to blast to pack it | |
| Get 'em up, hit 'em up | |
| Speculation's hateration, me an' | |
| Twiztid don't give a fiznuck''cause we gonna' stake an' take it up a state an' smash it indipendantlywith a dedicated ass fan base that'll do a motherfucker in for me | |
| Speculations | |
| But see they just don't know. | |
| I be rappin' too fast, they just be listenin' too slow. | |
| I'll be spittin' sluggish, | |
| E-40, who oughtta' be spittin' thugish | |
| E-40 be representin' the bottle up in a cop and got through poppin' | |
| There ain't no stoppin' a pimp, walk with a limp, elbows on bid, puffin' on hits, sittin' on sits, sippin' on sips, dippin' the skate and bouncin the shit.me an' | |
| Twiztid be twisted, me an' | |
| Twiztid be down, me an' | |
| Twiztid be blissed, me an' | |
| Twiztid be stoned. | |
| Gone out our head, dead, dead wrong, smokin' turtle, beattin' on our chest like | |
| King Kong. | |
| Conversatin', packin' an' pokin', | |
| I thought | |
| I was slangin' but dang! | |
| Tryin', persuadein' this liquor into givin' me brains. | |
| Besides some bullshit fallin' down, | |
| I'm ok. (x4) | |
| Who cares what the thinlk about you. | |
| Besides some bullshit fallin' down, | |
| I'm ok. (x4) |
| zuò qǔ : Madrox, Monoxide | |
| You' re where you want to be and you' re doing what you want to do in your mind. sample repeats multiple times throughout song | |
| Pop that shit out, bitch. | |
| Speculation has it that | |
| I' m the feakiest one, | |
| I like to rip out my tongue and spit the black magicand | |
| I' m supppsed to be fuckin' some crack addict without a rubber? and | |
| I already got a babby by your mother? they say | |
| I' m signed by a wizard of sortsand my mama, she was a banshee that was drowned by the courtssay my little brother | |
| Jamie is dead and in the graveand that | |
| I' m all alone and afriadand everthing | |
| I gave has been so underestimated | |
| I' ve been hated by generations for having conversations with people who didn' t make ithow could | |
| I fake it? | |
| I' m a monster, remember me the weirdo with the axe from another galaxy? | |
| I keep a blender in my kitchen filled to the rim with the blood and spit suspisions of me drinkin' it up, slow the fuck scatterzones get out my koolaid | |
| I' m blastin' away from all you hatters, hit me on my two way | |
| Besides some bullshit fallin' down, | |
| I' m ok. x4 | |
| Speculation has it that | |
| I' m a drunk and a drug addicta shit talker always tryin' to start statica boarderline faggot with long fingernailseither that or he' s a coke head, but | |
| I don' t think he cares | |
| Speculation has it that | |
| I' ve already engaged in sexual fatasies with me and | |
| Gwen Stefani | |
| I' m video tappin' in the nettin' down down lows | |
| Speculation is called is the one who gets boned | |
| I can' t escape it, mistake it or fake it outlook you in the face as if | |
| I don' t know what you talkin' ' bout | |
| The speculation you haerd that | |
| I don' t spit on nobodys shit but no dough hattin' and many mouths to feed and many personalities in me lookin' to get | |
| PAIDIs it lie or is it truth? | |
| You can put that on our skills, they stay snug like my | |
| Batman suit. | |
| Besides some bullshit fallin' down, | |
| I' m ok. x4 | |
| We smash the plastic if | |
| I have to blast to pack it | |
| Get ' em up, hit ' em up | |
| Speculation' s hateration, me an' | |
| Twiztid don' t give a fiznuck'' cause we gonna' stake an' take it up a state an' smash it indipendantlywith a dedicated ass fan base that' ll do a motherfucker in for me | |
| Speculations | |
| But see they just don' t know. | |
| I be rappin' too fast, they just be listenin' too slow. | |
| I' ll be spittin' sluggish, | |
| E40, who oughtta' be spittin' thugish | |
| E40 be representin' the bottle up in a cop and got through poppin' | |
| There ain' t no stoppin' a pimp, walk with a limp, elbows on bid, puffin' on hits, sittin' on sits, sippin' on sips, dippin' the skate and bouncin the shit. me an' | |
| Twiztid be twisted, me an' | |
| Twiztid be down, me an' | |
| Twiztid be blissed, me an' | |
| Twiztid be stoned. | |
| Gone out our head, dead, dead wrong, smokin' turtle, beattin' on our chest like | |
| King Kong. | |
| Conversatin', packin' an' pokin', | |
| I thought | |
| I was slangin' but dang! | |
| Tryin', persuadein' this liquor into givin' me brains. | |
| Besides some bullshit fallin' down, | |
| I' m ok. x4 | |
| Who cares what the thinlk about you. | |
| Besides some bullshit fallin' down, | |
| I' m ok. x4 |