This is the interview of all interviews in regards to Mastamind and Natas, Everything from how his name was chosen, brawl with Eminem’s D-12 on warped tour, to the current state of his group Natas, and his in depth opinions on the state of underground rap and the wicked shit! If you’ve been a fan for a while consider this catching up! Courtesy of Slaughtercoreent.com for promoting this interview and Chad Catastrophic Carsten for putting it together :-)
I loved every second of this album. It’s everything Twiztid has done all wrapped up in one and proves the wicked shit will never die! I picked the Madrox version, because to me the bonus track is more solid than Monoxides bonus. But I feel lazy right now and I want amazon to take over. I will say this before that, my all time favorite tracks are “Coin Flip Lunatic” with Royce Da 5”9 and “Blood All I need”! They put an evil grin on my face each time I listen and never get old!
Editorial Review Amazon
Where most rappers celebrate the urban lifestyle with the same old themes and images, Twiztid peels away the gloss and exposes the innards…with an over-sized butcher knife. The demented duo, Monoxide and Jamie Madrox, take the hard edge of theatrical rock-and-roll and temper it with gritty hip-hop to create a musical monstrosity so dangerously real it must be hidden with facepaint! These two aren’t casual gangsters, but rather, they have painted personas that allow them to explore the darkest corners of the human psyche, from superhero fantasies to horror film legacies. With their ruthless raps, most recently on heard on Heartbroken & Homicidal (before Abominationz), the duo may explore every recess of their audience s experiences, every sentimental reflection, and every sinister urge. By becoming something unreal, Monoxide and Jamie Madrox are free to be real. Whether it s on-stage devastation, or home stereo infiltration, Twiztid s music will take you somewhere you’ve never been before. The scariest part is when you don’t want to come back…
My interview with Intrinzik. TKSRadio.net INT dives deep into his career past, present, and future, the days of replacing Dog Fashion Disco on their own tour with Twiztid, being asked to be on a show with Discovery Channel, recording with Proof Of D-12 and discusses his new record “Time”.
Crossworm is proving himself to be a maelstrom of musicality, jumping back and forth between being an artist, emcee, drummer, producer, and working on an album with his very own band “Dear Dangerous”. His new Industrial Hip-Hop persona “Jaws” is another addition to his resume and this is not to be slept on!
The new free release “Deciduous” brings on the classic dirtcore production, Johnny Crossworm is known for, very gritty and synthy electronics, with lots of replay value! You can always find something new when replaying a track.
The stage name Jaws fits perfect, because Jaws says whatever the fuck he wants. The opener “Suck” is definitely not for the easy listening type, it’s full of controversial black humor and brilliant word play. Main example:“I’m the guy that’ll ruffee your drink till it’s full, then lock you in a kennel passed out with a pit-bull”. If Trent Reznor and Eminem collaborated, “Suck” would be the outcome! The lyrics for “Reach” rips apart our messed up society and how we are constantly lied to.The chorus is catchy as hell too, with Jaws screaming “Reach for the sky, reach for the lies, reach for the eyes, that watch us die!”
My personal favorite is “Bailout”. It’s a cry out against our current economy crisis in the states and Government greed. Now This is Hip-Hop you can relate to!
Key lyrics: “And now the image of earth, is worth a starving ghetto, I see Pinocchio’s nose on the face of Geppetto, the puppet master of lies thriving back in D.C, Live at the center of the hive none is all that it seems.”
Overall this is a fine release from the Godfather of Dirtcore and I’m Hoping we see more of Jaws and his I don’t give a fuck attitude.
The man himself Crossworm, is giving away “Deciduous” for free! So peep it and help spread the word!
This was released way back in 1993 on Pete Nice’s “Dust To Dust”. Fuck no Eminem wasn’t the first crazy white boy.
[Verse 3: Cage]
My cuts are hell! Leave a hooker strung up by the ankles
Stripped in meaty chunks, all that dangles in the bangle
From a certain angle she’s resembling my momma
I’m in it for the trauma, no comma can force my bomber
I Timberland my limbs when I stick vics in
My kids are fistful of maggots ain’t even my sickest habit
Blood spat in my chest, pressed in my teeth
I feast like I’m a vulture, destined cannibal culture
So check this, you get to be another dead miss or mister
With the pistol up inside your sister’s belly
The master of a million molestings
believe you try and breathe and I’m a blast your ass to jelly
I swear, with everyone’s life in my career
That if my family was burning only joy would push out tears
Leave me all alone up in the attic, I got an automatic
With three caps and two money for static
With my father, my mother, the lesbian for the other
On the side of me, two of my little sisters say goodbye to me
BLAST! I’m burning in the middle of the Earth
Got no self-worth, I’m dragging pussies by the head at birth
No retribution, miss my execution
You sucking out the hose of bad clothes you producing
Could wait to bite my way free from out the muzzle piece
Spit blood in my 40, waste no ducats so I guzzle it
Strive to stay alive and I thrive on humans screaming
Got the semen of a demon, mom dukes is so demeaning
Can’t wait to spatter my bladder I’m on the drinking
No play fair, your bloodstains be in my sink and
Two rats is acting me deaf, don’t be a fact to me
The misses gets a hysterectomy for disrespecting me
Fiddle with a spell until my grandfather fell
Swell, I’m looking forward to burning in hell