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Carl Terrell Mitchell (born November 27, 1973), better known by his stage name Twista, (formerly known as Tung Twista) is an American rapper. He hails from Chicago, Illinois and is known for once holding the title of fastest rapper in the world according to Guinness World Records in 1992, being able to pronounce 598 syllables in 55 seconds. In 1997, after appearing on Do or Die's hit "Po Pimp" produced by The Legendary Traxster, Twista signed with Big Beat/Atlantic Records and debuted under that label with Adrenaline Rush and formed the group Speedknot Mobstaz in 1998. His 2004 album Kamikaze went to the top on the U.S. Billboard 200 album chart after the success of his Billboard Hot 100 single "Slow Jamz". more »

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2000

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Nigga, I'm bout 4 seconds off yo ASS
When I get that itch, you betta pass, cause I'm ready to blast
Breakin the motherfuckers off ??? hollow-point
You ain't gonna LAST
'Cause I'm bout to f*ck you STRAIGHT UP
Shit I be dippin up in the club, my milla-meter go buck
Now you bogus as f*ck, shit outta luck
I'm a murder your spot in yo GUT
And roll up next side yo CRIB
Jus talkin bout shit you jus did, neva tellin the pigs
About the weapons and the work you put in to find where I hide my SHIT
Cause she was all on my DICK
Wonderin where I be hustlin and bustin niggaz on the Block
Servin rocks, I was hot, but I to keep takin cause I had to get RICH
Now I got a lil BIT OF SCRATCH
Alligator in the lab, you be on a nigga back, you be servin packs
You want me to front you a few G SACKS
So I broke you off a lil SOME SOME
Give a nigga high off one bum, from the jump, make yo body slump
Make the Tempo pump, cause you servin dem GUMPS
From the Westside to the SOUTHSIDE
Because we be ready to ride, because we bout pride, what was Cowhide
Do what was hard, now high, we bout die ??? off temp ready to hurt 'em
Now they mouth wide, we murders that will bust all of why'all
Togetha brotha, we ball or fall
Cap.One, bitch, shinin' to ya like I'm bout to draw
Windy City hataz, f*ck all of why'all

To the gangstaz and hustlaz, shot dubs, throw it up
While we smoke 5-bo lets get buck.
Wild honies to the westside, 
Niggaz lets ride to the Southside and roll 'em up
And you know I can't forget bout 
My niggaz and bitches you had my back when I was out on the 'cause
Hit the clutch, we bout to whip up the 'cause
Trippin, we gonna pick up the punk

To the gangstaz and hustlaz, shot dubs, throw it up
While we smoke 5-bo lets get buck.
Wild honies to the westside, 
Niggaz lets ride to the Southside and roll 'em up
And you know I can't forget bout 
My niggaz and bitches you had my back when I was out on the 'cause
Hit the clutch, we bout to whip up the 'cause
Trippin, we gonna pick up the punk

How many niggaz want to bust the gunshots
Touch the glock, back on the block
For my niggaz that pop one shot
Murderious niggaz that put the barrel in yo mouth
And bury it outside, cop keys on the drive
Love, love all my bitches and thugs
That put a slug in any nigga that fuckin wit my blood
Hey, hate for any nigga for to stay
And for the fake niggaz fuckin wit J
I can't wait to KILL
Kill all nigga that will
This shit is real, when you up in the field, in my field
TAKE, Take a nigga life to see, how many niggaz want to die for me
Now motherfucker, wild WILD, is the home, holla Southside
And its on, I'ma ride wit my chrome, on the side ???
Take the whole world on my own
Nigga, I'ma die on the Throne
Its the bitch that killed the shit
Now fuckin wit this, I love you dicks
Runnin up wit the dick, want to lick
A big bitch, wit big dreams, and big shit
F*ck wit a nigga that put the gleam on the wrist
Killaz, wild ass niggaz, drug dealerz
Motherfuckers that put lead all up in ya
Send you to bed, the bloodshed with the red to yo head, 
When you f*ck wit guerillas

To the gangstaz and hustlaz, shot dubs, throw it up
While we smoke 5-bo lets get buck.
Wild honies to the westside, 
Niggaz lets ride to the Southside and roll 'em up
And you know I can't forget bout 
My niggaz and bitches you had my back when I was out on the 'cause
Hit the clutch, we bout to whip up the 'cause
Trippin, we gonna pick up the punk

Shit, I love when I get on the block not even goin through a thang
Spittin it for niggaz and bitches who holla my name
You feelin more pressure and pain
Niggaz is jealous and want to step out of the game
You tellin me life is the same
I'm tellin you niggaz, ??? is the price of the fame
Or have niggaz goin insane
Spittin it for niggaz and bitches who call me the ???
Into the mind of a don
Cap-to-tha-Dot-to-tha-One
Nigga, who we pop wit the guns
On the block, all day, tryin to get my money right
Niggaz on the roof lookin out wit the ones
Wit the ??? fucks, ice, I say get down on my nutts
Bounce wit a pound in the trunk
Fuckin wit some hoes, watch dem go up in the room
Every nigga who I'm down gon bust
Hit it from the Don, blow dro quick wit the Chrome
Blaze till Six in the Morn
Slide to the club
Hoes want to show a nigga Love
Shit, we can ride to ??? love of dubs
Niggaz and bitches that push weight
And flip gates ??? till da lake
Ballin see-A-P Dot
Gun cock
Run in yo spot, lick shots and give a f*ck
To da mallin (WHA)
So I be rappin da while
Niggaz flowin wit da teck and da ???
Spit rythmes and get'em buck wit many styles
Get patience, what da f*ck nigga we out
Den, you know I can't forget bout da crib
Niggaz dat be wit me on da tip
Let 'em know that's it on, ??? Cap One who da Don
My niggaz got it on in dis bitch

To the gangstaz and hustlaz, shot dubs, throw it up
While we smoke 5-bo lets get buck.
Wild honies to the westside, 
Niggaz lets ride to the Southside and roll 'em up
And you know I can't forget bout 
My niggaz and bitches you had my back when I was out on the 'cause
Hit the clutch, we bout to whip up the 'cause
Trippin, we gonna pick up the punk

To the gangstaz and hustlaz, shot dubs, throw it up
While we smoke 5-bo lets get buck.
Wild honies to the westside, 
Niggaz lets ride to the Southside and roll 'em up
And you know I can't forget bout 
My niggaz and bitches you had my back when I was out on the 'cause
Hit the clutch, we bout to whip up the 'cause
Trippin, we gonna pick up the punk

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