Twisted Insane - DIABOLICAL lyrics
[Twisted Insane - DIABOLICAL lyrics]
And after that's a dope shit they notice
I'm mean like it's Halloween
With no hocus-pocus
I'm clean like a guillotine that
Sliced through your throat
Bitch please, nobody want your ass
Yo shit got the roaches
Nobody wanna fuck around with a
Bitch who got mildew
Soon as he hit the door
Won't you show him the real you?
I can't believe this shit these niggas
Will let you get away with
If you'da been my bitch I'd
Have muthafuckin killed you
And I'm off of in the
Colorado with my niggas
They be on park hill
Banged out got the thang out
Like 94 fo' real
What the fuck you mean chill? nigga
Insane has no chill
Just chewin mothafuckas faces I
Make them my meal
I don't even wanna be around him
If he ain't no rida grew up and I threw up
With real south east sidas
Niggas ain't good nature
Walk up to you when you having a
Picnic at the park with your
Bitch and provide ya
Brainsick reminiscent of a nigga
Hung up like Jesus no lie
Sicker than ebola since I came out that fetus
I only get my kicks in jackin off my dick or
Stompin a nigga face in
With the shell-toed Adidas
Night time creepers under the moon
Like you got shrooms right?
My niggas know I get fucked
Up especially on doom night
What you mean I ain't zoom
Right? Passin and I'm gassin
Off on Superman?let it?, you
Will get beheaded nigga, Who's tight?
Who's Twisted Insane? You should be ashamed
If you don't know that name
Ultra lame 15 years
Chewin rappers up in the game
I can have your bottom bitch give me brain
Bobble head like spencer's gifts, nigga
Keep the loose change
Never really gave a fuck
Though I'm cutthroat, Leanin
People comin' at me everyday
For the new shit, They fiendin
Quit your day dreamin
Twisted Insane ready to hit
Your muthafucking brain up
I am The Last Demon
I'm mean like it's Halloween
With no hocus-pocus
I'm clean like a guillotine that
Sliced through your throat
Bitch please, nobody want your ass
Yo shit got the roaches
Nobody wanna fuck around with a
Bitch who got mildew
Soon as he hit the door
Won't you show him the real you?
I can't believe this shit these niggas
Will let you get away with
If you'da been my bitch I'd
Have muthafuckin killed you
And I'm off of in the
Colorado with my niggas
They be on park hill
Banged out got the thang out
Like 94 fo' real
What the fuck you mean chill? nigga
Insane has no chill
Just chewin mothafuckas faces I
Make them my meal
I don't even wanna be around him
If he ain't no rida grew up and I threw up
With real south east sidas
Niggas ain't good nature
Walk up to you when you having a
Picnic at the park with your
Bitch and provide ya
Brainsick reminiscent of a nigga
Hung up like Jesus no lie
Sicker than ebola since I came out that fetus
I only get my kicks in jackin off my dick or
Stompin a nigga face in
With the shell-toed Adidas
Night time creepers under the moon
Like you got shrooms right?
My niggas know I get fucked
Up especially on doom night
What you mean I ain't zoom
Right? Passin and I'm gassin
Off on Superman?let it?, you
Will get beheaded nigga, Who's tight?
Who's Twisted Insane? You should be ashamed
If you don't know that name
Ultra lame 15 years
Chewin rappers up in the game
I can have your bottom bitch give me brain
Bobble head like spencer's gifts, nigga
Keep the loose change
Never really gave a fuck
Though I'm cutthroat, Leanin
People comin' at me everyday
For the new shit, They fiendin
Quit your day dreamin
Twisted Insane ready to hit
Your muthafucking brain up
I am The Last Demon