Unlike a Baptist
Twitch don't mind if you kick him in his throat
Don't mind if you steal all his money
Don't mind if you gouge his eye
He doesn't care about the way he's treated
Don't mind if you rape his woman
His pride is a thing of the past
So weak he can hardly muster a breath
His only wish is not to starve to death
Twitch is flaking apart piece by piece
All pearly whites crumble from his gum
They're rotted through and stink of rum
A diferencia de un Bautista
Twitch no le importa si lo golpeas en la garganta
No le importa si le robas todo su dinero
No le importa si le arrancas el ojo
No le importa cómo lo tratan
No le importa si violas a su mujer
Su orgullo es cosa del pasado
Tan débil que apenas puede juntar aliento
Su único deseo es no morir de hambre
Twitch se está desmoronando pieza por pieza
Todas sus perlas blancas se desmoronan de sus encías
Están podridas y huelen a ron