Twisted Insane
Creepin Thru The Dark
[Intro]
Yeah, we've come to the end homies and homettes
Shout out to those, who came in f**kin' with me
That's real
It's been a long road homie
And we still, hahaha, yeah
I wunna give a shoutout to Brainsick Muzik for allowing me to do my sh*t, yeah
And that's....n***a I see you on that muthaf**ka tryna smoke all the weed homie, put that sh*t out n***a
Heehhhahahaha, Brain!

[Hook]
Creepin' through the night
Creepin' through the night with flags up on our face
Lurkin' through the night (with what) heater on my side 'cause n***as get blown away

[Intro 2]
And I hope you muthaf**kas enjoyed this sh*t
Now let it marinate, gangsta
Take this time to fire one up while you muthaf**kas marinate on this
Watch this sh*t come back like this, Brain

[Hook]

This that sh*t you put on when you in that mood, real n***as know
And that's real
To bits, to bits
N***a that's night time sh*t, that's night time sh*t
West coast
This that sh*t
It's that sh*t
I leave this muthaf**kin ridin' like this the whole album homie
Hehehehe
Brain
Homie this the one, my blunt is only halfway done
Come along, with me

[Hook]

Yea dat the OE is back and we gon' keep it gangsta, n***a!
Twisted Insane, remember that name...

[Outro]
Come back here with me, I got a surprise for you
What's up n***a?
How you holdin' up back here muthaf**ka
Hmm? Huh? Watch this
Huh, huh, HUH!?
We gon' take you somewhere real nice
Sit tight
Let's get out of here
*Minute of silence*

[Chorus X2: Redro Killson]
[This room ain't never for a sermon?], yeah
Some nights, some like it wet, yeah
You wanna be divine, understand the sum ain't yours, only 27 minutes left, yeah

[Verse 1: Redro Killson]
[?] [call back?]
I can pay you to blow, see these white b*t*hes think they all that, yeah
[Gave em all my seed?], she only gave one back
Whitney Houston in the bathtub, Clive Davis [pulled the f**kin plug?]
Try to join the 27 club
[Go bring me?] my cocaine
[Amy told me do the?] damn thing
[See me pullin on my heart's chains?], yeah
Rudy Lewis [ say came to do right from his?] overdose, yeah
PCP on my lips, tryna smoke the f**kin [Holy Ghost?]
[Why it ain't up to me?] [?] f**kin [no?]
Stuck in this water, I'm Brian Jones
Now my dad is a Rollin Stone, all I got is this hole in my nose, [I mean?] hole in my heart [came for me in bed, I love you?] more than f**kin cane
As long as I give you my pain, I pray that [this room ain't never?] for a sermon, yeah

[Chorus X2]

[Verse 2: Twisted Insane]
Come on, 27 seconds [it could be a Ruger, find em and the ho done shot em?], n***a never had a chance to live a dream
It was taken from me, [now must take a break?] and I'm lookin at my body, thinkin to myself I coulda gon on bigger things
Now I'm on the road up in the Hell, I'm feelin like I'm caught up
In a [f**kin spell, n'?] doin it real with Jimi Hendrix
Fillin my family up with the pain, Twisted Insane, Kurt Cobain, Gary Thain, can I get a witness?
In 27 minutes, I be in the coffin, ready to be lowered down
It could be a murder, suicide, or overdose to put me in the ground, 27 rounds hit me when I wasn't lookin', but it really doesn't matter now
Shoulda got my body [drug em?] in the body bag [and they all runnin, oh just sow?], blood KA-PLOW
Wait by the gate, feelin like I'm in the Matrix
Feel like Imma na' get 27, I don't give a sh*t 'bout what the date is, as long as when a n***a go, I know I show much greatness, hence they will talk about a muhf**ka like ([woah?] was the greatest)
Janis, [?] [drop to?] [?] [chop shop with?] [Mr. Morrison?]
[?] but I was faded, [jump right off a'?] topic
Take a dab, [?] with the homie and I'm f**kin lit up like a rocket, I shoulda listened to my daddy when he told me, "muthaf**ka betta' stop it."
27 [b*t*hes?], later I was on a good one
Turn the [music and the party down?] like a [high blood?]
(Who got that n***a?)
The 27 club [could dare?], some drown, some overdose, some had to choke, hand in the coat
(Who shot that n***a?)
B*t*h I'm 27 years ahead of you, ahead of you
Nothin' but dark days in a n***a past
[But then?] [?] a n***a [thought incredible?], 27 more miles left, how long will you last?
Follow the bright light when you dreamin
Hope you have a safe night while you leanin
Betta yet a safe flight fo' this evening
[Gaged?] by how many days, [yet a n***a?] lived through
27, I don't wanna go, I rather hop [?] in the igloo with 27 b*t*hes [?] 27 pitbulls and thinkin Imma die, I'm talkin [?] kid you
N***a this that sh*t fool, [to get a muhf**ka?] [that could use?] your brain like Insane, blood on wasted
But y'all don't wanna get took off this Earth 'for you taste it
I could be about to die, 27 years 'for you say sh*t, brain
[Outro]
27
It's an unexplained statistic that's become both Rock and Roll myth and legend
I want to show people that I will last past 27
And they were unstable people with personality disorders
In a sense, we should thank the parents of the 27

[Chorus]

[Outro Continued]
Do you have any thoughts on, on why hard drugs and rock stars are, have become synonymous, I mean Billie Holidays and like whatever they went, they went through, I mean if I were them I suppose I would take anything that was available
(Understand the sum ain't yours, only 27 minutes left, yeah)
But uh, is it in any way a way of emulating those other people who...
Just wanna get high... I mean basically it starts with people who just wanna get high