Twisted Insane
Hellish
[Verse 1: King Iso]
Yeah
I am not the one you n***as wanna have a problem with
I be keepin' it one hundred but you n***as counterfeit
I be gettin' higher than a motherf**ker out-of-it
Hotter than H-E double "L" hockey sticks
F**kin' with the Brain and I'ma have to put a shot in his
N***as can't beat me, believe me, it's obvious
Curiosity killed the cat, don't copy this
Been a thug since Macintosh took a floppy disk
Bangin’ out, walk around, c*cky d**k, hanging out
Bang your spouse like I'm Rick James when I stain the couch
Could've been the one to catch you slippin' with the stainless out
Could've been broke but I chose to go the famous route
Real n***a posted in the back gettin' faded now
Fake n***as need to move back 'til they faded now
Funny how I was a n***a everybody hated-
Now got the same n***as on my d**k because I made it out
Iso B-R-A-I-N sick
Serial killer on you Facebook friend list
List like Schindler's, my sh*t endless
I go dumb like Marlon, Senseless
Marvin the Martian, I'm high off hemp hits
I be dumped off for the druggies like hit this
I be offed, killed like a hit man hit list
Lean like a kickstand, big man sip this
Ugh, everything I do is fire, got a fetish
Pyromaniac with pistols, get beheaded
I come from the dark some n***as just don't get it
Confuse me with the devil, they tell me I'm hellish

[Hook: Marco Parks]
Everybody finna die
Nothing you can tell me
I'ma murder my opponents with the rage of a demon
And I mean it
You better get the preacher or a deacon
Better call the precinct
The devil lives inside of my veins, I'm hellish
The devil lives inside of my brain, I'm hellish
Everybody finna die
Nothing you can tell me
I'ma murder my opponents with the rage of a demon
And I mean it
You better get the preacher or a deacon
Better call the precinct
The devil lives inside of my veins, I'm hellish
The devil lives inside of my brain, I'm hellish

[Verse 2: Twisted Insane]
I'm a demon, I be fienin' for the evil
Ouija board'll summon me, I'm gonna be up in in your cerebral
And I'm always gonna represent the Sick
Pistol whip a n***a 'til he bleedin', I am Danny Glover, lethal
Get the Molotov, I hit 'em whenever the bottle's off
Nobody don't wanna be around me when I'm on that bullsh*t
I be on that sick, I mean cuckoo for the voodoo
Cut your head off of your shoulders, top brain with the cool whip
Hellish, mixed in with the relish
Stew crap but then some say I'm some kind of relic
Bing bing with the right hook and I know he felt it
That ain't really what happened, yeah but I'll let you tell it blood
I'm evil like a motherf**kin' Satan
Murder up in the kitchen just to cook you like you're bacon
If you think you're gonna win then you are sadly mistaken
I will rearrange your brain and put your face on my plate and
You hear that? I'm sicker than you thought I
Was, to give a f**k about nothing, n***a nada
Hop up out the bushes, say hello
And then I pull a .44 and put your guts up in my f**kin' enchilada
I'm on a different kinda mission
Lookin' for a bloody pu**y I can stick my d**k in
Call it devil worship if you're worshiping yourself
Put the money in the middle motherf**ker, quit your b*t*hin'
N***a better be perfect, don't blow it
Different n***a, if you make one more mistake this sh*t's gone
To sh*t and yeah that's real, this is f**ked up
And you ain't gotta tell a motherf**ker sh*t b*t*h I'm Norm
Screaming "Bloody murder"
Come and take a walk on the dark side with me
But you never know when you gon' be dead
Put 'em in the bed, with that said cut a part from his feet
[Hook: Marco Parks]
Everybody finna die
Nothing you can tell me
I'ma murder my opponents with the rage of a demon
And I mean it
You better get the preacher or a deacon
Better call the precinct
The devil lives inside of my veins, I'm hellish
The devil lives inside of my brain, I'm hellish
Everybody finna die
Nothing you can tell me
I'ma murder my opponents with the rage of a demon
And I mean it
You better get the preacher or a deacon
Better call the precinct
The devil lives inside of my veins, I'm hellish
The devil lives inside of my brain, I'm hellish

[Verse 3: King Iso]
Ugh
I'm off that purp and that pucker
Roll up that dro, let it burn like I'm Usher
Whip in the kitchen like turning some b***er
Don't get this sh*t twisted, I'll murder your mother
Iso killed sh*t like you heard of no other
Pull out that burner then I'll burn her like rubber
Swerve in that road and I will leave you under
That dirt, when I squirt leave convertible Hummers (blaow)
Lift up her skirt then I f**k her
I'm off that sh*t like I work with the plunger
Perverted as f**k when she heard how I f**ked her
Won't give me her name but I'll work with the number like f**k it
Who a n***a f**k from the back though?
When you go to work I'll be through that b*t*h's back door
And swagged her so good leaving that hoe with her back broke
You found out but guess what, I'ma be back though
I don't know why n***as thinkin' they be f**kin' with the Brain
And I could f**k your b*t*h and knock the picture off the picture frame
I stick the d**k up in her, hit the swisher while I'm sippin' drank
And when I'm finished with her I'ma ditch her to a different brain
N***as ain't sicker than me and they say they're switchin' lanes
Leanin' out the window with a semi when I'm finna bang
Slip and you will fumble while you sleepin' with your b*t*h again
And then I blow a n***a brain all over the pillowcase
N***as that can let me keepin' up but when them n***as came
Talkin' 'bout they pullin' up on me but they can't fill up tank
They hating on me 'cause I'm gettin' money and them n***as ain't
Twin gats like Kit Kat 'cause I'm finna break
Tell them b*t*hes my way or toss them on the Interstate
I beat the pu**y bloody rare, eat it like a freakin' steak
Fully automatic, got to get 'em make it ricochet
And if I gotta tell you motherf**kers free my n***a Snake
[Hook: Marco Parks]
Everybody finna die
Nothing you can tell me
I'ma murder my opponents with the rage of a demon
And I mean it
You better get the preacher or a deacon
Better call the precinct
The devil lives inside of my veins, I'm hellish
The devil lives inside of my brain, I'm hellish
Everybody finna die
Nothing you can tell me
I'ma murder my opponents with the rage of a demon
And I mean it
You better get the preacher or a deacon
Better call the precinct
The devil lives inside of my veins, I'm hellish
The devil lives inside of my brain, I'm hellish