Fifth Elley, Twisted Insane - Gorillas lyrics
[Fifth Elley, Twisted Insane - Gorillas lyrics]
You never know when death
Will stop your breathin'
You fuckin' with gorillas and no
Killas' on your team and
No one knows who be comin' around
So bitch will be runnin' now
What the fuck i've become
When i summon you will believe it
Run up on me believe it
Im really packin a llama
Presented never dead
Im a president like obama
Levitate with the sick
I will split your wig on my mumma
Got heat that will take you off of your feet
And end all the drama
I murder my enemies and put all
Of em in the grave
Once i take em i cake em and
Bake em taste em for days
And im quicker than shit
Im afriad im sicker than aids
Watch if one of them hit's and
Well finna hit em with rage
I would just quit your bitching
So people never do lisiten
Don't want to be sittin wishin to
Get the fuck out my way
Maybe if i just run up on
Everyone with the gun up
Then no one will see the sun up
Im aiming up at your brain
And they gon really notice how i ride out
Pull up on him when hes sleepin
Catch him at his hideout
Walked up in the room at twelve o
Clock and woke him up and
Told him he was out of luck
And blew the mothafuckers mind out
Who want it with the brainsick
I grew up my whole life
Thinking i really ain't shit
But, you was just a lame bitch
And now im back with a fully
Loaded mac and i aim quick
Never the one to play around like Eddie
Somebody grab the blade
Id rather shank him with the razor
Im sick nobody want to go
To war with brainsick but
Imma give your ass a pass so
You can thank me later
Tried to let the nigga go
But he just want the war
Buckle in it's gonna be a long night
If i catch him imma murk him
Pullin up in your brain and fuck a
Church bitch it's on on sight nigga
Will stop your breathin'
You fuckin' with gorillas and no
Killas' on your team and
No one knows who be comin' around
So bitch will be runnin' now
What the fuck i've become
When i summon you will believe it
Run up on me believe it
Im really packin a llama
Presented never dead
Im a president like obama
Levitate with the sick
I will split your wig on my mumma
Got heat that will take you off of your feet
And end all the drama
I murder my enemies and put all
Of em in the grave
Once i take em i cake em and
Bake em taste em for days
And im quicker than shit
Im afriad im sicker than aids
Watch if one of them hit's and
Well finna hit em with rage
I would just quit your bitching
So people never do lisiten
Don't want to be sittin wishin to
Get the fuck out my way
Maybe if i just run up on
Everyone with the gun up
Then no one will see the sun up
Im aiming up at your brain
And they gon really notice how i ride out
Pull up on him when hes sleepin
Catch him at his hideout
Walked up in the room at twelve o
Clock and woke him up and
Told him he was out of luck
And blew the mothafuckers mind out
Who want it with the brainsick
I grew up my whole life
Thinking i really ain't shit
But, you was just a lame bitch
And now im back with a fully
Loaded mac and i aim quick
Never the one to play around like Eddie
Somebody grab the blade
Id rather shank him with the razor
Im sick nobody want to go
To war with brainsick but
Imma give your ass a pass so
You can thank me later
Tried to let the nigga go
But he just want the war
Buckle in it's gonna be a long night
If i catch him imma murk him
Pullin up in your brain and fuck a
Church bitch it's on on sight nigga