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I'm untouchable 16 ways to die, but I'd rather just cut your throat Unlovable Bred through hate, product of date, rape, but you can't wait to cremate I take lives with steak knives and such I leave so many cuts that there's nothing left to touch And I walk with the family, mind set on casualty I put mirrors in your eyes so you had to see That it had to be a mass suicide at your gathering What a catastrophe Front page, blame it on us Scapegoat for all, in Twiztid we trust In the tour bus, headed for the White House lawn I can only be the scapegoat for so long You can clear bongs while I clear channels Live show is sick like cups of brain matter (Whoop-whoop!) Y'all could never do what I do (Whoop-whoop!) Even if I became you (Whoop-whoop!) You gotta let go of the envy 'Cause on your best day, you'll never be me (Whoop-whoop!) Y'all could never do what I do (Whoop-whoop!) Even if I became you (Whoop-whoop!) You gotta let go of the envy 'Cause on your best day, you'll never be me I'm Jeffrey Dahmer with a Wayne Gacy mask on Drill a hole inside your head and axe it 'til you pass on Amass on cubbyholes and crawl spaces Untrustable I'm Harvey Dent, double-sided with Two-Face 'Cause I killed Jason at Crystal Lake Stuck an axe in his back and said it was a mistake Now the legend is dead, but the legacy lives on Through the blood in my veins every time I spit out a song I'm Richard Ramirez with Bundy eyes Leave a pussy stolen and swollen with bloody alibis I'm a cat with nine lives, a monster with 50 kills With a shotgun, roaming the streets of Beverly Hills I'm in your hood like a street siren And for whatever, motherfucker If you're thinking you gon' take mine Another product of reality Call it a blemish on the floor of society's vanity (Whoop-whoop!) You could never do what I do (Whoop-whoop!) Even if I became you (Whoop-whoop!) You gotta let go of the envy On your best day, you'll never be me (Whoop-whoop!) Y'all could never do what I do (Whoop-whoop!) Even if I became you (Whoop-whoop!) You gotta let go of the envy On your best day, you'll never be me If I cut your tongue out and left mine in its place You still couldn't taste what the fuck I say I'ma split time for swallowing razor blades So I get spit blind for every word that I say I'm poisonous, better check your thermos 'Cause I'm spiking all the coffee at your funeral service I'm a psycho bad boy, all no-purpose And I stuff bad bitches like a taxidermist (Whoop-whoop!) Y'all could never do what I do (Whoop-whoop!) Even if I became you (Whoop-whoop!) You gotta let go of the envy 'Cause on your best day, you'll never be me (Whoop-whoop!) Y'all could never do what I do (Whoop-whoop!) Even if I became you (Whoop-whoop!) You gotta let go of the envy 'Cause on your best day, you'll never be me