Twisted Insane
Diabolical Verse
[Verse 1: Twisted Insane]
And after that slow sh*t, they notice
I'm mean like it's Halloween with no "Hocus Pocus"
I'm clean like a guillotine that slice through your choch
B*t*h please nobody wants your a** your sh*t got the roaches

Nobody wanna f**k around with a b*t*h who got mildew
Soon as he hit the door won't you show him the real you
I can't believe the sh*t these n***ahs let you get away with
If you'd of been my b*t*h I would've motherf**king killed you

Then I'm off into Colorado with my n***as, they be on Park Hill
Brained out, got a bang out like '94 for real
What the f**k you mean chill, n***a? Insane has no chill just
Chew a motherf**kers face as I make them my meal

I don't even wanna be around him if he ain't no rider
Grew up and I threw up with real south east siders
N***as that good night ya, walk up to you when you having
A picnic at the park with your b*t*h and provide ya

Brainsick reminiscent of a n***a hung up like Jesus
No lines sicker than ebola since I came out that fetus
I only get my kicks in jackin off my d**k or stompin a
N***as face in with a shell-toe Adidas

Night time creepers under the moon light, you got shrooms right?
My n***as don't want get f**ked up, especially on doom night
Watch you mean I zoom right? pa**in and I'm ga**in off of super
Unleaded(?) you will get beheaded n***a who's tight

Who's Twisted Insane? You should be ashamed if you don't know that name, alter lane, 15 years, chewing rappers up in the game
I can have your bottom b*t*h give me brain, bobble head
Like spencer's gifts, n***a keep the loose change

Never really gave a f**k though, i'm cutthroat, leaning
People coming at me everyday with for the new sh*t they fiending
Quit your daydreaming, Twisted Insane ready to hit your motherf**kin brain up, I am the last demon