Twisted Insane, Bleezo, King Iso - Brain Damage lyrics

[Twisted Insane, Bleezo, King Iso - Brain Damage lyrics]

Right here, right here nigga
Pull up pull up right here
It's the brown one?
Nah, it's that one right there come on
Quiet nigga
You walkin' loud than a motherfucka
Damn near tip-toein nigga
IP address said it was this house right here
Don't knock nigga
Ring the doorbell nigga don't knock yup
Niggas be woofing all that
Shit on the internet
Think niggas won't show up
To their motherfuckin' hou here he come
BRAIN come on nigga

I'm sick of niggas on the internet
Make a nigga wanna get a TEC
Then I gotta hit him in the neck
Everybody I know I've been a vet
Flow cancerous, whole can and just
Smoke a nigga like a cigarette
Wet him up like sherm nigga
But hold up dawg I ain't finished yet
Brainsick
Niggas always wanna wolf like they banged out
Wanna talk about a nigga but nobody wanna
Be callin out my name out wanna act so hard
Til' a nigga find out where you hang out
Then I come through with a four five and
I blow a pussy nigga brains out
Now you got a bloodstained couch
You know it's them got a stained blouse
With a man in front of the same house
With a clay on like a stake out
You better be duckin'
I'm ready to buzz on any
Nigga like a grayhound
You can even be with yo
Kids at the playground
Treat the body like a steakhouse
You don't wanna get laid out
Better fuck you all night
Tryna hear me with the hate now
It was all cool until I said
You better hit my PayPal
Wanna talk shit well guess what I
Know where you stay now
I don't know why motherfuckas be
Thinking it's some game nigga
Fuck around and get murdered homie
You dealing with them grave diggers
Niggas ain't no artist with a gun
Me and my niggas paint pictures
Owe me, I OD
Get popped like some pain killers
Me and my niggas dangerous
Pop a nigga in the pancreas
Mad man with a gat man
I swear I'm the angriest
Put that man in the trash can with
A bag man who you playin' with?
Batman with a catscan? I swear
He's on some crazy shit damn right
Frankenstein ask me where my screw's at
These niggas ain't psychos
I got paperwork to prove that
Bet my son eat these pussy
Niggas like some fruit snacks on the hood
I get up on a nigga head like a doo rag
Shout out to my Loc niggas
Where the real Damus at?
Esses, and the Juggalos
Brainiacs where you at?
Ever catch a nigga hating
On brainsick, homie, better shoot
That motherfucker right in his
Face like Insane, nigga we do that

Come get your brain damaged! - What?
Niggas actin' like a motherfucka when
I pull up at ya
House and burn a bitch up like I'm savage
Come get your brain damaged! - But!
People be thinkin' it's safe until I'm
In the bitch and murderin'?they kids?
I could let 'em have it

Psychopathic, I’m a sicko
Bodybag a niggas kenfolk
Problematic with an automatic shooting hollow
Tips at your benzo
Skitzo-phrenic when I mix a shot
Of gnqc with the indo
Tip-toe through a nigga’s pad and leave his
Mom and dad with a slit throat
Then get ghost in a Pontiac with my
Pockets fat what they hit fo'?
Shipped a couple packs to my nigga
Sav told me "ship mo"
Catch me up in the trap getting these
Racks out of a thick hoe
In it to win it and ripping bitch
Niggas in half if my chips low cRIP LOC!
Affilated with damu’s and piru’s that
Cock tools and pop fools
And leave a nigga with his wig blown
Sicc-n-vicious infected with that
Cannibalistic syndrome
Savage with it ammunition and blast
Niggas until the clips gone
Factor business i stacking chips on
The ave with 36 zones
In a black infinity crack the henny
And snap quicker than a wishbone
When I step in the function
And I’m clutching and nigga
If it’s really funk then
I’m dumping motherfuckers slumped
Yeah cause is the last thing you
Want to be tripping on
Does Kleatus know I’m strapped?
Young bleezo goes beast mode when
I’m breathing on the track
Getting C notes on the d-lo
Moving kilos of crack
Off of weed smoke with a freak
Hoe getting deep throat in
The back of a lac' better
Believe hoe I’m a Mack
I’m slapping cbo when I’m reloading the gat
Like a Jordan Jersey I’ll put
23 holes in your back
Been killing shit since 02 got
The og’s quoting my raps
And if you’re trying to get a feature
I'ma need more than a rack
Cway mixed with the brainsick get
Cha face split with that fake shit Mr wade
Spit then It’s greatness
(Behold cause I’m back)
I slang zips on the late
Shift getting paid chips when
Your main bitch bet these fake
Niggers gonna hate that
(Bleezo is on the map)
Gripping the stainless and anxious to put
A peek hole in your hat
Nigga I’m faded and wasted sipping on
Lean gone off of wax
Lyrically heinous and Dangerous
So let the streets know that I’m back
Twisted Insane and King ISO featuring Bleezo
It’s a rap!

We're sorry
The number you have dialed is not
In service at this time
Nigga, you gotta be mothafuckin' kiddin' me
Nigga!
This mothafucka gave me the wrong number?!
Heh heh heh heh get my car keys!

Come get your brain damaged! - What?
Niggas actin' like a motherfucka when
I pull up at ya
House and burn a bitch up like I'm savage
Come get your brain damaged! - But!
People be thinkin' it's safe until I'm
In the bitch and murderin'?they kids?
I could let 'em have it

Sick of mothafuckas all up in a nigga
Face and talkin' 'bout a battle
Combination like abomination make a nigga
Wanna go and tattle
Freddy Krueger, run up to you, put
The gun up in you, whack him like a faggo
I'm already knowin' I'mma kill a mothafucka
Anyway because he will go babble
Click-clack, pistol whippin' and I eat him
Like he was a Kit-Kat
You ain't gotta pay attention but
You're gonna listen, little nigga, this that
Shit that make you wanna murder
Anybody comin' at you sidways
Like I'm a Tyrannosaurus, I'm a carnivore
I make your bitches' pussy wanna fit that
They don't wanna see gorilla that'll eat a
Nigga like he was a deep dish
Pizza, happy to finally meet ya
I'm still off Ol' English
Everybody lookin' at a mothafucka like
A nigga full of favors
But, I put it on my mama when
I tell you I bring drama, i mean this
They want no part of me
I leave a nigga drawers full of shit'stains
So sick of niggas on the internet
Talkin' 'bout they do big thangs
When I find and meet 'em face to face
I pull up in a '83 you go
Lookin' like a funny daddy when they run
Up on me I be like 'Nigga, here this lame'
Hate to be that one
Mothafucka, but yeah, nigga, i'm that guy!
Get off in the dome,?raise up
And moan?, yeah, bitch, it's the bad guy
Ain't nobody on my radar, you can play hard
It's a act,?guy?
I'm Incredible hopefully got my nigga for
My?stomach? nigga with a black eye
Voodoo, better think about it real
Long 'fore you say shit
The hardest niggas on the underground
Ain't nobody fuckin' with the Brainsick!
All a nigga know is I'm so
Dope I don't say shit i pull out my dick
Put it up in a bitch for motivation
Mothafuckas know who rock, no
I'm not no 2Pac
Walk up on 'em with a mask on
And stretch a nigga like tube socks
What the fuck you mean you get
The bitch on your team when
She suck a nigga dick every time
I see the ho like gagging
Nigga, that's on mamas
You don't want that drama
Little homies that'll pull up at your spot
And let loose with the llamas
I don't really give a shit about what
Niggas talkin' 'bout up on the internet
I'm gonna catch a nigga face to face
And I'mma kill a mothafucka like Osama

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