Twisted Insane - Dome Split lyrics

And even if you wanna, bitch
Because I pop 'em with the switch
Lurk around the corner, pumpin' off
A nigga for the fifty, so don't snitch
My niggas prolly got a
Fuckin' hidden mini mac, could drug you
Steal the money
Put the dirty body all up in a ditch
First you say "Poppin' off the dome
Make it with the chrome"
Known to eat the bullet for the bear
Don't you worry thick, in the zone, really
Is it wrong?
'Cause individuals took it nobody
'bout to be there
Got you runnin' from a nightmare
I'm right there
With a light there, fight there
Fly a kite there
But the pussy finna bite there, right there
But, I'm knowin' that a


Mothafucka never fight fair
For the dope in the dome
I'm finna pop it off in 'em, it misses
So what? We get to pimpin' with the
Automatic weapon to catch 'em
I pack a pistol or tech
And begin to wet 'em and pap 'em
Peppin', steppin' 'em, wreckin' 'em
And then I recommend
If I ever know it, I'mma mention
I'mma hit 'em with a double
Take a bullet to the brain
Feelin' funny when I'm takin' money
Do you think you
Yummy? yeah, don't take me for a dummy
I'm Twisted Insane unfortunate pain
Half of these bitches be off in the hood
Rep with no shame put 'em in the ditch
Hit the bitch with the cane you two bitches
It's time to start washin' the stains
And it gotta be a problem
When I get to solvin', get the revolver
The witch who cut it off
Feet is what you fear
On the d-low, wanna be in love
Nigga don't wanna gobble the bullet
Up in the gut 'Cause a nigga don't scare me
I'm a Brainsick fiend
Poppin' the bottles like I'm a castin' cream
Lurk around corners like I'm a basket fiend
Peelin' the bodies like I'm a bad dick crane

You have turned mentally insane and you
Will get your dome split
They put a bullet in your brain and
You will get your dome split
You have turned mentally insane and you
Will get your dome split
They put a bullet in your brain
(in your brain)
And you will get your dome split

Drop a body in the mud
Poppin' all off with the slugs
Wrap our hands around a corner
Droppin' off it and hit one
Of them in the gut
My homies telling me to hurry
Up because the party started
And I take it, honeys wanna get buttfucked
I had a body in the car
I wanna be a murderous hider
And seek another bitch
We was really comin' with it
Never let it under
Always trippin' with a copper
Niggas better put it on with
Feeling funny 'cause I'm sufferin'
They hit me in my face
Stealin' my blood, their knee to my face
I'm feelin' the pain
The blood up in my cyst it got
Me hungry when I get 'em
And I stick it to the pin
And then I might have to throw 'em grenades
It's funny, go bang, like I was dumb
And whatever part of pity for
Part of whatevers comin'
But then on, you better get on it
Nigga, you better get on, you better get on
Yeah, nigga, I'm bangin' your daughter
I'm sick!
And you get to fuck up with a nigga that'll
Get the pack and 40 out my dome (Hell nah)
On a song
Get the chrome for a mothafucka layin'
On the ground And you screamin' by the phone
You phoned the wrong (Ahhh)
You don't belong!
Nigga, you phoned the wrong

You have turned mentally insane and you
Will get your dome split
They put a bullet in your brain and
You will get your dome split
You have turned mentally insane and you
Will get your dome split
They put a bullet in your brain and
You will get your dome split
You have turned mentally insane and you
Will get your dome split
They put a bullet in your brain and
You will get your dome split
You have turned mentally insane and you
Will get your dome split
They put a bullet in your brain and
You will get your dome split