Twisted Insane - A Spider In The Night lyrics
[Twisted Insane - A Spider In The Night lyrics]
Brain
Brain, brain, brain, brain, brain, brain
Shiet yeah, gather around
Come one, come motherfuckin' all nigga
It’s like it’s, it’s like it’s
It's like a spider in the night
That'll hit your ass with just one bite
Now you don't wanna get affiliated
With a nigga that'll
Run up on mothafuckas who bust on sight
Brainsick, run up on a semi-automatic mac 11
When I put one in ya dome
Niggas said they runnin' from
The hollow tip chrome
Body bicker breaker like a fat Jim Jones
And get up out'cha seat
For the brainsick song
Black on my face for every mission
Bustin' on niggas when I'm in the zone
Why you think half of these people is missin'
Why you think half of these niggas is dissin'
'Cause, I'm puttin' they bodies in rags
Then why you think half of
These people is pissin'
Brain, brain, brain, brain, brain, brain
Run up on a nigga when I hit
'em with a little bit of liquor
When I'm comin' for the dough
Ain't no stoppin' this when I'm in
'cause I'm droppin' this
On mothafuckas that'll be off
If It didn't blow
You niggas really don't wanna battle
Me 'cause I paddle a
Nigga When I be up in the mothafuckin' brain
Hysteria, and a fist of fury
Never will I hurry i'ma bury it up with a
Fuckin' six foot string
Can I keep it goin'? I can keep
It goin 'til the Sun come up
You run up you get done
Take it to the what? forget it
Pass the blunt and butter
But, I smoked the blunt of an English man
But, I’m drinkin’ up a pint
With a pin this month
Then I really gotta top it
'cause a nigga wanna nut
And I really want get up in ya
But before I cut ya gotta
(Huff and puff and huff and puff)
Get the bottle poppin' off the
Homie and the body rot
Maybe you could take another
Bullet in the room
Hit it with the venom when
I’m livin' off of venom
And the niggas in the building before
I carry for they doom
It’s a spider in the night
Fill the body with the sick 9 millimeter
Motherfuckers better bang, bang
Poppin' off another one and cut ‘em with
The venom when I pop that
Brain, brain, brain, brain, brain, brain
Brain
They want that
Got some motherfucker lookin' at
Me like a nigga
Really wanna get up and sit up
Put bullets in motherfuckers that wanna
Run up on fellas
Put bullets in motherfuckers that’s all
Sent up on me
Get the bitch grippin' and poppin' up on me
Hit a biddy bitch for until
For me to come in, ay
Nigga better check that’s for Michael
Like you want a thing
Brain, brain, brain, brain, brain, brain
Brain
And I don’t really give a
You don’t really give a
Who don’t give a fuck about a nigga
That’s comin' up out of poverty
Poppin' at every nigga that wanna
Run up and bother me
On top of the motherfuckers that
Be after the brain
Cause, I keep sinnin' with the 50
With the Hen feed it to my stomach
Start messin' with the gin
Lurk around corner where the niggas really
Wanna hit the Bloody Mary
Hold on, before the blunt goes in
Wait, hold up nigga, hold up
Ay, what are you doin'
Ay, that nigga smokin' all
The motherfuckin' weed
Ay, fuck that shit nigga
I’m in this motherfucker doin'
A verse damn nigga
But, you can’t just smoke a pot
Of weed like that homie
Ay, pass that shit nigga
Yeah, it’s motherfucker trip yeah
Okay