Twisted Insane
Dome Split
[Verse 1]
And even if you wanna b*t*h
Because I'm popping off the switch
Lurk around the corner pumpin' off a n***a for the fifty so don't snitch
My n***as prolly got a f**kin hidden mini mac could drug it steal the money put the dirty body all up in a ditch
First that you say "Poppin' off the dome, smoking with the chrome" to figure out you're fear
Don't you worry thick, and here's some money for the chrome
Cause individuals took it nobody 'bout to be there
Got you runnin' from a nightmare, I'm right there, with a light there, fight there, fly a kite there
But the pu**y finna bite there, right there
But I'm knowin' that a muthaf**ka' never fight fair
For the dope in the dome, I'm finna pop it off in em' it misses so what we get too pimpin' come wit' the automatic weapon to catch em' I pack a pistol or tech and begin to wet em' and pappin' em' then get too stealin' or recommend and then I'm wreckin' em' and if I can I know I never mention
That I'mma hit 'em now so he could take a bullet to the brain
Feelin' funny when I'm takin' money, do you think you yummy? yeah don't take me for a dummy I'm Twisted Insane
Unfortunate pain
Half of these b*t*hes be off in the hood, rep wit' no shame
Put 'em in the ditch, hit the b*t*h with the cane
You two b*t*hes time to start washin' the stains
And it gotta be a problem when I get too solvin' get the revolver
The witch who cut it off feet, I'm comin' off deep if you fear me
On the d-low, wanna be in love
N***a don't wanna gobble the bullet up in the gut because a n***a don't scare me
I'm a Brainsick fiend, poppin' the bottles like I'm a casting cream
Lurk around corners like I'm a basket dream
Peelin' the bodies like I'm a bad d**k crane

[Hook]
You have turned mentally insane and you will get your dome split
They put a bullet in your brain and you will get your dome split
You have turned mentally insane and you will get your dome split
They put a bullet in your brain (in your brain) and you will get your dome split

[Verse 2]
Drop a body in the mud, poppin' all off with the slugs
Wrap our hands around a corner dropping off if one of them in the gutter
My homies telling me to hurry up because the party started
And I take it, honeys wanna get b***f**ked
I had a body in the car
I wanna be a murderous hider and seek another b*t*h
We was really comin' with it, never let it under
Always trippin' with a copper, n***as better put it on with
Feeling funny 'cause I'm sufferin', and they hit me in my face
Stealin' my blood, their knee to my face, I'm feelin' the pain
The blood up in my cyst it got me hungry when I get 'em
And I stick it to the pin, and then I might have to throw 'em grenades
It's funny, go bang, like I was dumb
And whatever part of pity for part of whatevers comin'
But then on, you better get on it
N***a, you better get on, you better get on
Yeah, n***a, I'm bangin' your daughter, I'm sick!
And you get to f**k up with a n***a that'll get the pack and 40 out my dome
On a song, get the chrome for a mothaf**ka layin' on the ground And you screamin' by the phone, you from the wrong (Ahhh)
You don't belong!
N***a, you phoned the wrong
[Hook]
You have turned mentally insane and you will get your dome split
They put a bullet in your brain and you will get your dome split
You have turned mentally insane and you will get your dome split
They put a bullet in your brain and you will get your dome split
You have turned mentally insane and you will get your dome split
They put a bullet in your brain and you will get your dome split
You have turned mentally insane and you will get your dome split
They put a bullet in your brain and you will get your dome split