Twisted Insane
Murda Kill
(Hook):
Murda kill, die now n***a's like murda kill
Run if your b*t*h a**-set n***a hold on to this muthaf**ka
Put his a** on the murder will (brainsick)
Did the motherf**ker on the murder kill
Run if your b*t*h a** want
If my fists dont get it well the a who
Then a who then
The murder will
Mind full of sick thoughts (x8)


(Verse 1):
Im always having visions of my death
Waitin for the reaper, n***a what up?
Im posted in the corner with the tech
It's the sh*t to make you little n***as shut up
I hit the corner store to get some lays
I tried to grab the wheel but i was faded
Ive been drinking take a where for 30 days
At the rate that i was going
Man I barely f**kin made it blood
Run up on em I get it manic
And i fill em on the ceiling with the sick thoughts
You bein the b*t*h and i be in the whip lookin for a n***a
Wrist-watch
You be talking boutta motherf**ka like he really wanna get his b*t*h shot
A** hurt, what you really wanna do
I got the hoe stroke on this c*ck
Amazing
Everbody want a little for a little tasting
Go ahead thats more bread
I got more head than Beijing
Sick up in the brain
Maintain no pain
Give no f**ks, mind full of sick thoughts
F**k you thought b*t*h im raging
Blaze it
Saddles surrounding me now im huge
Faded off into me i can't remember, the weed
Go to hell of a lamb and where the f**k i begin?
Sippin with the poor with the p***stars and gin
I win, im on tinman
B*t*h Im on my head-band
Bret Hart sharp shooter
B*t*h im sure you did that
Take you in the bathroom
Eat the pu**y like a head cat
My harpoon, dont tell me that you wig that
Im different, times up
Take your b*t*h into a mind f**k
At the hotel door lookin like my shows they all lined up
Ain't nobody finna tell you your times up
Insane so brainsick
There is no need to remind us
Filled up with the sickness
Chained up like a pitbul
You run away
Holla mayday everyday just like a b*t*h do
You keep making sure my name is all up in your mouth
And ill be making sure your a** is caught up with a clip full n***a


(Hook):
Murda kill, die now n***a's like murda kill
Run if your b*t*h a**-set n***a hold on to this muthaf**ka
Put his a** on the murder will (brainsick)
Did the motherf**ker on the murder kill
Run if your b*t*h a** want
If my fists dont get it well the a who
Then a who then
The murder will
Mind full of sick thoughts (x8)


(Verse 2):
I tried to tell them all that i was dangerous
They ain't pay attention to me when I
Told em all I will deal em on some pancakes
Save the rest for lunch and some for dinner
I told em all I will be back in the end
The b*t*h, you tried to cover up the peephole
But i ain't stoppin till you got a sh*t bag and your p*ssin blood from out your motherf**kin pee hole
B*t*h you wanna war then you can take these
Take heat
Lay him on the floor and watch the brains leak
May he rest in peace, a beast
So quick and breezy
Wait we have to get the f**k up out
The safe weak
Ain't we mobile
Doing funny sh*t to get me in your photo
Dont you want to be down with the brainsick? no go
Walk into my functions you just there in like a pogo
And i know all my lyrics they put one in my solo
On a mission when im comin through a n***a window
Back up, masked up, hold up
Where the f**k a n***a been bro?
You been undercover like a mothaf**ka
F**k you talkin bout you been broke
If i knew you was still here your b*t*h a** wouldve been smoked
Bummy
Layin down in the dirt with no money
N***as talk hella hard till they start to run from me
Put em in the front seat
Prepare to crash dummy
(doo doo doo doo doo)
Thats what you get for acting hella funny
Turned into a vegetable
In a corner screaming bleeding out your testicles
And ain't no b*t*h to be wanna be caught sittin next to you
He was too busy thinking too much with the rest of you
I bite like a pitbil
You run away everyday just like a b*t*h do
N***a makin sure my name is all up in your mouth
And ill be makin sure your a** is caught up with a clip full, n***a

(Hook):
Murda kill, die now n***a's like murda kill
Run if your b*t*h a**-set n***a hold on to this muthaf**ka
Put his a** on the murder will (brainsick)
Did the motherf**ker on the murder kill
Run if your b*t*h a** want
If my fists dont get it well the a who
Then a who then
The murder will
Mind full of sick thoughts (x8)