Twisted Insane

[Intro (Reverse)] Kill 'em wit' the venom Eat these mothafuckas, get their brain split You fuckin' wit' the wrong one, nigga Kill 'em wit' the venom [Verse 1] And you be stepping to be knowing what I'm doing when I happen to be on one Lurking 'round the corner popping off a 40, get the OE Elevated, body faded, get your woman integrated, never made it, invaded her, ho you don't know me Pop a clip up the heater, rip the ho' phony Hit 'em with the meter, cut off with the feet Leave the pussy leaking, secretions because I beat it and beat it Then creep wit' heaters when seekin' the homies Popping the pussy, dumping the booty, having the motherfucker bleed Huffin' and poppin' shovel when I'm puffing on the weed Dumping the dick up in the bitch and do the bitch again and since somebody gotta benefit, it better be me (It better be me) Cause I'm way too psychosomatic and at it looking at the picture kicking the static The nigga that have it I pull the body and they can bag it If anyone have it I pull them back and again I dab it I'm lethal! Getting so perverted when I take out my dick and lit up the Dynamite Stick (Ching) Shove it in your cushion, leaving 'em gushin', you die for the pushing then you can fuck with a nigga that's sick Kaboom (kaboom) Splattering the bitch's face all over the room Having a motherfucker with the info in the room Digging up into doom, pitching up in the room Having to meet your doom, fucking with the who? Creeping 'round the corner, popping off in California When I'm creeping you be going up for a baffler Dumping at so many motherfuckers they be running and run in the gutter Pull them bitches all up your asshole, now bitch you get the lasso Because I be dropping up in 'em, hit 'em with the venom and get em, bend 'em into another doom Feeling fo' reala, killa, peel a Godzilla, filla when I'm pulling bitches all up by the womb I'm Twisted Insane! [Interlude] You know what I'm sayin, I'm Twisted Insane, homie This ain't no montherfuckin dance shit, nigga This killa shit nigga, this murda shit, nigga This the motherfucking music you shoot for the face to, nigga Shoot for the face to this shit, nigga [Verse 2] You gotta be a baffler ?falafel? could've put the wrath in ya Better get to runnin', comin' after ya Sickopatomous feelin' phenomenal [?] telepathy to get the best of me There ain't no restin' me until the death of me Whenever and ever I fill up in 'em, get up in 'em Body better beheaded, imbedded and ready to kill 'em Fill 'em up with hollows, at the back of the model I bet you never thought you'd see me cut up in your Face and rip you like denim, I'm sick! Nigga, that's so beneficial, like I'm lookin' right behind The bushes to eat up your cat Do 'em in a second, ?never be too brave? you say I'm not affected Mothafucka, can you state that's a fact? The 151 got me double, ?anytime he? gonna follow And nobody ?have fun?, watchin' everybody run Killa fo' realla, feel a killa, Godzilla, villain, when I'm Pullin' bitches all up out the tongue I'm Twisted Insane! [Bridge (Reverse)] Get everyone up off the motherfuckin' couch right now, nigga I'll shoot yo motherfuckin' mommy in the face And kill your whole motherfuckin' family, nigga Kill 'em all now Kill everybody in the house right now [Verse 3] ?Fill a cup of this? and leavin', if I gotta marinate up ?heavy? in the the middle of the Sun Scrape it up and then straight out and if you wanna murder anyone, go ahead and put it in somebody's blunt Fill a cup of venom when I get up in 'em, laughin' when I'm Bendin' a motherfucker, ?breakin' forward? the bones ?Verbally? and I feel hella faded, heavily intoxicated Drinkin' from the bloody women and I'm gone So many niggas and so many triggers and how the fuck you Think you finna be beneficial with no action? Hit 'em with the hammer to the cranium, drainin' 'em 50 niggas in the room bumpin' Ms Jackson (-What was she askin'?) I don't give a fuck, I'm not one that's finna be able to negotiate Hyperventillating, got the body shakin', somebody awaken A nigga full of Ol' English drink! Puffin' on the weed and poppin' back a couple shots and when they ?stuff and kill?, I hop up with a bitch up in the tomb Finna put her, I can leave a motherfucker heart up in the dark Finna fill up and meet the Temple Of Doom! (-Fill 'em!) And I'll be the only answer, you're runnin' fast They run off and gashin', leave you and dashin' Runnin' from a motherfucker with a machete But evidently it's still up past, and ya better [?] Was in cash, and before a nigga full of sicka-sicka Run up in a bitch and fuck 'em with a bang! Everybody runnin', police comin' when I was dumpin' You better put a barricade from here to your brain! Because I be droppin' up in 'em, hit 'em with the venom And get 'em, bit 'em, into another doom Thriller for realla', killa, peeler, Godzilla, villain When I'm pullin' bitches all up by the womb I'm Twisted Insane!