Firing Squad, Bishop, Twisted Insane - Murder Game lyrics

Brains on the wall from
The murder i committed
When i shot the stupid bitch and
Made her feel the pain
Cut her up and put her
In a pillowcase in case
You motherfuckers tryna find her
Ever shes been slain bloody rain
Get up out the ground like he was tripping
Feelin scary cause it's murder on sight
Smokin on my killa feelin like
Im a gorilla finna
Peel him even if he wanna plea goodnight
Like fiends on the pipe
Ill drag u down to test and tie you to
The chair and put the ducttape to your mouth
Cause, I don't want nobody around me
To hear u screamin when
I turn into a demon this is what i talk about
Am i affected by the devil even
Though I don't believe in him
The reason that you breathin is cause i
Ain't put the heat to him
Walkin down the street in human
Clothes it's extra medium
Im finna feed again making sure
That you never breathe again yes im a killer
Yes im homicidal
I tell my rivals that I don't
Care if he was readin bibles
I put the rifle and shoot the shit
Out of you off of nitro
Then proceed up on the mission got more
Wit's like i was fi fool
Blood on my 50 from the murder i commited
People disappearin learn about it on the news
Do you really give-a fuck
About a disappearing nig-ga
If the nigga wasn't close to you
I really don't mean to be rude
Motherfuckers often lose
Fuckin wit you "news" only dealin wit my crew
I leave more than bruised i let
Loose with the deuce deuce
Now you motherfucker do the eyes on the uz
Ain't nobody stressin wit the
Babbys lookin for you
How the fuck they gonna if i
Was 20 feet below the ground
Niggas always running big ol bullshit
But if you wanna
Go and get that motherfucker
Homie im down BRAINSYCK