Twiztid's debut album, Mostasteless, was originally released independently by Psychopathic in 1997, but was pulled, then re-released a year later on Twiztid's new label; Island with a somewhat different track listing as a result of uncleared samples in a few songs in the original release.
On October 31, 2000, Twiztid released their second studio album, Freek Show. The album peaked at #51 on the Billboard 200. In 2002, Twiztid released the extended play Mirror Mirror. Mirror Mirror peaked at #5 on the Top Independent Albums chart, and #103 on the Billboard 200.
In 2003, Twiztid released its third studio album, The Green Book. The Green Book peaked at #2 on the Top Independent Charts and #52 on the Billboard 200.
On June 28, 2005, Twiztid released its fourth studio album, Man's Myth, Vol. 1 the first half of a double album concluding with Mutant, Vol. 2 , released the following month. Man's Myth focuses on the angst of growing up in a lying world, while Mutant deals with the outcome of this upbringing. Man's Myth peaked at #4 on the Top Independent Albums chart, #62 on the Top Internet Albums chart and the Billboard 200. Mutant peaked at #11 on the Top Independent Albums chart, #80 on the Billboard 200, and #215 on the Top Internet Albums chart.
On July 4, 2007, Twiztid released its sixth studio album, Independents Day. The album featured guest appearances from rappers signed to independent record labels, such as The Dayton Family, Tha Dogg Pound, Hed PE frontman Jahred Shane, Tech N9ne and Krizz Kaliko. It also notably features appearances by D12 members Proof and Bizarre. Proof's colaboration with Twiztid entitled, "How I Live" was Proof's last song before his death in April 2007. The album peaked at #4 on the Top Independent Albums chart, #9 on the Top Rap Albums chart and #57 on the Billboard 200.
On March 17, 2009, Twiztid released its seventh studio album, W.I.C.K.E.D (Wish I Could Kill Every Day). W.I.C.K.E.D is Twiztid's currently highest charting album, peaking at #11 on the Billboard 200, #4 on the Top Rap Albums chart, and #1 on the Top Independent Albums chart.
Twiztid's ninth studio album, "Heartbroken & Homicidal," was released on September 21, 2010.
On October 22nd, 2012 Twiztid released their tenth studio album Abominationz. It featured The Insane Clown Posse, and Royce Da 5'9.
On December 12th, 2012 the group announced via Twitter and Facebook that they have parted ways with Psychopathic Records.
$85 Bucks An Hour
Twiztid Lyrics
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Chillen at the studio
Chillen at the studio
85 bucks an hour
So hurry up and loop a beat come on Mike
I'm Violent J but my homies call me shit head
But that's my homies to you I'm Violent J bitch
I put my boys on a track even though they suck
I did a record deal I signed a contract
Technically, for Island I can only rap
But fuck that, with Twiztid I'm a still spit
Even though I got a cold, and I sound like shit
What the fuck was that?
Fuck it, leave it in, the shit is phat
You heard this beat 80 times and it's still freakin
And if you notice my shit don't even rhyme
Look at that I ain't even got a rap and it's still phat
My shit went gold, I got phat knots
And you're still flyering parkin lots
You might say my vocals are up too loud
So I'm a turn 'em up louder just to piss you off!
Psychopathic records are geniuses
Get off our penises
Here comes the chorus, but I ain't got a no hook
Instead I'll just fuck with the phone book
Hello?
Yeah, ugh Hairy Sacks please
Who's this?
Hairy, hey this is Slim Anus down at the canery
Ugh, take shoot at the bulletin
Somethin about ugh, you fillin in his slot tonight down at the ugh,
Garage we got a casement of fudge
We need as many packers as we can get
Duh, ugh, Sacks
Hello?
My name is Jamie Madrox and I got fat balls
I'm always urinating in the Motel Halls
I got a big head that never fits a hat
So you ain't ever seein me wear a damn thing green bitch
I'm far from rich, I got a hooptie
With a smash in the fender and in the back to
I got a broken tail light and I'll smash you
Bitch get outta my way we got Clown Love
Phat props to the lyrical town dove
It's the m-o, n-o, and I can't even spell the rest
It takes to long and I need a fuckin' cigarette
I can't hear my right ears mad whack
So shut the fuck up and listen or get and ass kicked
I slap hoes, and call them bitches to there faces
And scream out FUCK OFF BITCH,
Twiztid in their place
So back off recognize and check this
Simply my dear I don't give a FUCK
Psychopathic
Yo there's more chiles in this peace what's up son?
Hello? Yeah what's up son?
I'm Lookin for this deal know what I'm sayin?
I got raps to bust for ya'll
Ya'll ready for Mo Chile's?
I'm bout to kick this flow, you ready to kick it or what?
Who's this?
We're light son,
I'm Mo Chiles straight from the hood
I got all my peoplez on 1-800 and Chris Shaw
We commin home
My names 2 Dope and sometimes Shaggy
Sometimes Shaggs and sometimes Gweedy
I gets mad stupid, I gets mad ill
I done it all five, fuck it I do it still
Stretch my nuts back like a slingshot and plant 'em in your mouth
Shake my hips like Elvis
Wigglin my pelvis
I skipped that step
Apply the camera clutches stretch it back like a mutha fuckin' bungy jump
WHAT?
I'm Violent J back to make you smile more
I let my nutsack drag on the tile floor
I kick free styles for miles
My gold comes in piles
I worked on Bell Isle
I picked up dear shit
And now I spit raps
I snap your neck
'cause my freestyles are fresh
In "85 Bucks An Hour," Twiztid and Insane Clown Posse rap about their success in the music industry and their rebellious attitudes towards record deals and societal expectations. They're hanging out at the studio, paying $85 per hour to record their latest tracks. Violent J of ICP raps about how he put his friends on a track even though they suck, and how he's still going to work with Twiztid even if his contract technically prohibits it. Jamie Madrox of Twiztid raps about his unapologetic behavior towards women, his run-down car, and his love for his hometown of Detroit.
The chorus is unique because it's not really a chorus at all. Instead, it's Violent J messing around on the phone, prank calling people and leaving strange messages. The verses in the song are all over the place, with each rapper taking turns to spit their verses with no real connection between them.
"85 Bucks An Hour" is a track from Twiztid's debut album, "Mostasteless." It's often cited as one of their most popular songs, due in part to the feature from Insane Clown Posse. The song's lyrics are vulgar and confrontational, which is typical of both Twiztid and ICP's style. "85 Bucks An Hour" speaks to a sense of rebellion against societal norms and expectations, which is something that many fans of horrorcore rap can relate to.
Line by Line Meaning
Chillen at the studio
Hanging out at the recording studio
85 bucks an hour
The studio costs $85 per hour to rent
So hurry up and loop a beat come on Mike
Let's speed up the process and create a beat quickly
I'm Violent J but my homies call me shit head
My name is Violent J, but my friends call me Shit Head
But that's my homies to you I'm Violent J bitch
To my friends, I am Violent J, but to you, I am just a bitch
I put my boys on a track even though they suck
I included my less-talented friends on a song
"Yo dawg I'm Dave and I don't five a fuck"
One of my friend's names is Dave, and he doesn't care about anything
I did a record deal I signed a contract
I signed a deal with a record label
Technically, for Island I can only rap
According to my contract, I can only make rap music for Island Records
But fuck that, with Twiztid I'm a still spit
I don't care about the contract; I will still rap with Twiztid
Even though I got a cold, and I sound like shit
Despite having a cold and sounding terrible, I will still rap
What the fuck was that?
I am questioning something I just heard in the recording
Fuck it, leave it in, the shit is phat
I decided to keep the sound in because it is cool
You heard this beat 80 times and it's still freakin
We've played this beat numerous times, and it still sounds great
And if you notice my shit don't even rhyme
My lyrics don't even have to rhyme to sound good
Look at that I ain't even got a rap and it's still phat
Even without having a sophisticated rap, it still sounds great
My shit went gold, I got phat knots
My album sold well, and I made a lot of money
And you're still flyering parking lots
You are still putting up flyers and posters in parking lots to advertise
You might say my vocals are up too loud
You may think my voice is too loud in the recording
So I'm a turn 'em up louder just to piss you off!
I will make my vocals even louder just to annoy you
Psychopathic records are geniuses
We believe that our record label is brilliant
Get off our penises
Stop pestering us
Here comes the chorus, but I ain't got a no hook
The chorus is coming, but there is no traditional hook
Instead I'll just fuck with the phone book
I will mess with the phone book instead of singing a chorus
Hello?
Answering a phone call
Yeah, ugh Hairy Sacks please
Asking for someone named Hairy Sacks
Who's this?
Questioning who is on the phone
Hairy, hey this is Slim Anus down at the canery
Introducing myself as Slim Anus from the canery to Hairy Sacks
Ugh, take shoot at the bulletin
Giving instructions to take a picture of something on the bulletin board
Somethin about ugh, you fillin in his slot tonight down at the ugh, Garage we got a casement of fudge
Instructing Hairy to fill a slot at a garage show where they have fudge for sale
We need as many packers as we can get
We need as much help as possible to package up the fudge
Duh, ugh, Sacks
Commenting on Hairy's lack of intelligence
My name is Jamie Madrox and I got fat balls
Introducing myself and jokingly claiming to have large testicles
I'm always urinating in the Motel Halls
Admitting to public peeing
I got a big head that never fits a hat
My head is too large for most hats
So you ain't ever seein me wear a damn thing green bitch
I will never wear anything green
I'm far from rich, I got a hooptie
I am not wealthy; I have a crappy car
With a smash in the fender and in the back to
My car has dents in the fender and the back
I got a broken tail light and I'll smash you
My car has a broken tail light, and I will also hurt you if needed
Bitch get outta my way we got Clown Love
Move, so we can show our love for the Insane Clown Posse
Phat props to the lyrical town dove
Showing appreciation for a talented rapper
It's the m-o, n-o, and I can't even spell the rest
Spelling out part of my name and admitting defeat for the rest
It takes to long and I need a fuckin' cigarette
It takes too long to spell out my entire name, and I need a cigarette
I can't hear my right ears mad whack
I cannot hear out of my right ear very well
So shut the fuck up and listen or get an ass kicked
Listen quietly, or I will beat you up
I slap hoes, and call them bitches to there faces
I hit women and call them derogatory names to their faces
And scream out FUCK OFF BITCH, Twiztid in their place
I yell a phrase and represent for Twiztid
So back off recognize and check this
Step back, acknowledge my greatness, and listen to my rap
Simply my dear I don't give a FUCK
I don't care at all
Psychopathic
A call-out to Psychopathic Records
Yo there's more chiles in this peace what's up son?
There are more rappers in this song than just me and Insane Clown Posse
Hello? Yeah what's up son?
Answering another phone call
I'm Lookin for this deal know what I'm sayin?
Asking about a record deal
I got raps to bust for ya'll
I have more rap lyrics to perform
Ya'll ready for Mo Chile's?
Are you ready for Mo Chiles?
I'm bout to kick this flow, you ready to kick it or what?
I'm going to rap now; are you ready to listen?
Who's this?
Asking who is on the phone
We're light son, I'm Mo Chiles straight from the hood
Introducing myself as Mo Chiles from the hood
I got all my peoplez on 1-800 and Chris Shaw
I have all my people listening to 1-800 radio and Chris Shaw
We commin home
We're coming back to the hood
My names 2 Dope and sometimes Shaggy
My name is 2 Dope, but I am also known as Shaggy
Sometimes Shaggs and sometimes Gweedy
I go by Shaggs or Gweedy too
I gets mad stupid, I gets mad ill
I can be silly or serious
I done it all five, fuck it I do it still
I have done a lot, but I am still doing it
Stretch my nuts back like a slingshot and plant 'em in your mouth
Making a lewd and violent threat
Shake my hips like Elvis
Moving my hips like Elvis Presley
Wigglin my pelvis
Moving my pelvis suggestively
I skipped that step
Referencing a skipped sexual move
Apply the camera clutches stretch it back like a mutha fuckin' bungy jump
Making another sexual reference
WHAT?
Expressing confusion or shock
I'm Violent J back to make you smile more
I am Violent J, and I will make you smile more
I let my nutsack drag on the tile floor
Making a crude joke about my testicles
I kick free styles for miles
I rap off the top of my head for a long time
My gold comes in piles
I make a lot of money
I worked on Bell Isle
Referring to working on an island in Detroit
I picked up deer shit
I once cleaned up deer feces
And now I spit raps
Now I rap instead
I snap your neck
Threatening physical violence
'cause my freestyles are fresh
My freestyle raps are very good
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: JOSEPH BRUCE
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