Twisted Insane - Ed Gein lyrics
[Twisted Insane - Ed Gein lyrics]
Hold up here he come nigga bitch ass nigga!
Help me drag him to the whip
Psh, heavy ass muthafucka
Alright help me lift him in the trunk
Bitch ass nigga! Come on let's ride
Drunked up behind the wheel, fuck
Rising up in the night time on an ill one
Remind me to turn a blind eye like a real one
Do or die hit 'em by a
Mile high with a steel gun
The night has begun no it ain't a re-run
This shit live when I'm in the building
You get high with the sickness
In the cut I roll it up and
Take another hit before I get vicious
The monster in the dark unleashing demons and
They coming to me with the witches
Leaving no witness
Blaze spliff with the Brainsick after dark
Shootin' shit up out the water bottle when
I put a hollow in your car
Walk up with the pow pow
Give a shoutout to Bizarre
Sick when I'm with the mask on like Michael
Walk in full of hate
Norman Bates type psycho
Come out in the night
Time better get your rifle
Spin around ten times and you let it
Off when I pull the blindfold
Hit the homie baby Louis pull up in
The foreign roll up on the beat
He told me that he got some info on
The where abouts of all the enemies
So I pull up on him with the heater hanging
Out the window talking 'bout
"you remember me?" to keep it all the way G
I done did it ever since I had a pager
Middle in the night I come into
Your house looking for fucking paper
Anything to pursue some money
Even taking DVD players
And I ain't going home until a
Nigga hit up another hundred capers
I'm a god, nigga that's that Manson
Mob, but I got a time for your ransom
Nine better be fine are they dancing
Nigga like Suge Night got no
Time for your dancing
Murder 'em them is a fashion
Grew up and I really never had trust
Plus I will really come into
Your home invading your space
Any minute they gon' find that they up
In a dark room with the fiend
Time to run away from the demon then
I put somebody's skin on my face ed Gein
Nature of man to do the things
He did to that person
In plain sight scattered throughout
The house was
A ghastly array of human remains
It's so macabre, so bizarre, so deviant
That we can't look away his name was Ed Gein
Nigga this that
Ed Gein on Halloween, I'm Brainsick
I murder everybody on the microphone and
Murder everybody in real life
Nigga this that
Ed Gein on Halloween, I'm Brainsick
I murder everybody on the microphone and
Murder everybody in real life
Nigga this that
Ed Gein on Halloween, I'm Brainsick
I murder everybody on the microphone and
Murder everybody in real life
Nigga this that
Ed Gein on Halloween, I'm Brainsick
I murder everybody on the microphone and
Murder everybody in real life
Ed Gein on Halloween I'm Brainsick
They be woofin' on the phone
But everytime I meet 'em they
Don't even say shit
Knowing every single word'll get
Up on my nerves, and I be giving face lifts
Make an incision off a wrong decision now
You walkin' 'round this buildin faceless
How the fuck you want my trust when I
Don't trust the mother fuckers on my team
Stick a nigga make it sicker maybe
It's the Brainsick in me
You one of the only ones, fuck that
You ain't the only one with a loaded gun
Wouldn't trust you with my life
Always had you in my sight
Even when I'm rollin' one
Raised up at the Jurassic
Park with the T-Rex, you ain't knowin' one
Give a nigga couple bitches
Took him out the ditches couldn't even
Say I owe you one
You the type of nigga that'll run away
And then cry to the detective
And I'm the one to be cramped
Up in a hotel just suspected
Bodies hangin' in the corner
With the marijuana, yes I am a fiend
Put a person to their death
I cut 'em with incision
Bitch I'm Edward Gein
And doin' all the wicked type of shit
That you muthafuckas only have dreamed
I mean
Cut 'em up make a wallpaper with your titties
Don't trip if I'm all out we
Can go out get plenty
Hang out with brains out with
The bang bang no chiddy
Then walk up on him in the broad
Day in a hallway with the 50
But, you run around with your
Chest out on super thug
Like them niggas would be like fuck that
So what I been shot before
Turn your leg into a lamp I'm on Ralphy Shit
Hoe lookin' like an alien
Type tramp Alfy bitch
Beat off, cut your feet off for fun
And trust you don't really want
None with the one ed Gein
Nigga this that
Ed Gein on Halloween, I'm Brainsick
I murder everybody on the microphone and
Murder everybody in real life
Nigga this that
Ed Gein on Halloween, I'm Brainsick
I murder everybody on the microphone and
Murder everybody in real life
Nigga this that
Ed Gein on Halloween, I'm Brainsick
I murder everybody on the microphone and
Murder everybody in real life
Nigga this that
Ed Gein on Halloween, I'm Brainsick
I murder everybody on the microphone and
Murder everybody in real life
Investigators were completely stunned and
Appalled to discover this
Incredible collection of human
Body objects uh
And among the things they found
Were bowls that had
Been made from the tops of human skulls
And then they found what
Looked like trinkets, but it
Was like a string of nipples from breasts
All on a string
They found a shade pole that was made
From a set of of women's lips
And they had found other body parts
There then you'd go out into
What would be like a living
Room and they found furniture
A lamp shade that was made out of human skin
A chairs that we upholstered in human skin
They found face masks
Gein had apparently flayed the skin from the
Heads of victims and preserve them
And stuffed them with paper and hung
Them on the wall as decorations
Hanging from the rafters, upside down
With her head off and gutted like a deer
His name was Ed Gein
Help me drag him to the whip
Psh, heavy ass muthafucka
Alright help me lift him in the trunk
Bitch ass nigga! Come on let's ride
Drunked up behind the wheel, fuck
Rising up in the night time on an ill one
Remind me to turn a blind eye like a real one
Do or die hit 'em by a
Mile high with a steel gun
The night has begun no it ain't a re-run
This shit live when I'm in the building
You get high with the sickness
In the cut I roll it up and
Take another hit before I get vicious
The monster in the dark unleashing demons and
They coming to me with the witches
Leaving no witness
Blaze spliff with the Brainsick after dark
Shootin' shit up out the water bottle when
I put a hollow in your car
Walk up with the pow pow
Give a shoutout to Bizarre
Sick when I'm with the mask on like Michael
Walk in full of hate
Norman Bates type psycho
Come out in the night
Time better get your rifle
Spin around ten times and you let it
Off when I pull the blindfold
Hit the homie baby Louis pull up in
The foreign roll up on the beat
He told me that he got some info on
The where abouts of all the enemies
So I pull up on him with the heater hanging
Out the window talking 'bout
"you remember me?" to keep it all the way G
I done did it ever since I had a pager
Middle in the night I come into
Your house looking for fucking paper
Anything to pursue some money
Even taking DVD players
And I ain't going home until a
Nigga hit up another hundred capers
I'm a god, nigga that's that Manson
Mob, but I got a time for your ransom
Nine better be fine are they dancing
Nigga like Suge Night got no
Time for your dancing
Murder 'em them is a fashion
Grew up and I really never had trust
Plus I will really come into
Your home invading your space
Any minute they gon' find that they up
In a dark room with the fiend
Time to run away from the demon then
I put somebody's skin on my face ed Gein
Nature of man to do the things
He did to that person
In plain sight scattered throughout
The house was
A ghastly array of human remains
It's so macabre, so bizarre, so deviant
That we can't look away his name was Ed Gein
Nigga this that
Ed Gein on Halloween, I'm Brainsick
I murder everybody on the microphone and
Murder everybody in real life
Nigga this that
Ed Gein on Halloween, I'm Brainsick
I murder everybody on the microphone and
Murder everybody in real life
Nigga this that
Ed Gein on Halloween, I'm Brainsick
I murder everybody on the microphone and
Murder everybody in real life
Nigga this that
Ed Gein on Halloween, I'm Brainsick
I murder everybody on the microphone and
Murder everybody in real life
Ed Gein on Halloween I'm Brainsick
They be woofin' on the phone
But everytime I meet 'em they
Don't even say shit
Knowing every single word'll get
Up on my nerves, and I be giving face lifts
Make an incision off a wrong decision now
You walkin' 'round this buildin faceless
How the fuck you want my trust when I
Don't trust the mother fuckers on my team
Stick a nigga make it sicker maybe
It's the Brainsick in me
You one of the only ones, fuck that
You ain't the only one with a loaded gun
Wouldn't trust you with my life
Always had you in my sight
Even when I'm rollin' one
Raised up at the Jurassic
Park with the T-Rex, you ain't knowin' one
Give a nigga couple bitches
Took him out the ditches couldn't even
Say I owe you one
You the type of nigga that'll run away
And then cry to the detective
And I'm the one to be cramped
Up in a hotel just suspected
Bodies hangin' in the corner
With the marijuana, yes I am a fiend
Put a person to their death
I cut 'em with incision
Bitch I'm Edward Gein
And doin' all the wicked type of shit
That you muthafuckas only have dreamed
I mean
Cut 'em up make a wallpaper with your titties
Don't trip if I'm all out we
Can go out get plenty
Hang out with brains out with
The bang bang no chiddy
Then walk up on him in the broad
Day in a hallway with the 50
But, you run around with your
Chest out on super thug
Like them niggas would be like fuck that
So what I been shot before
Turn your leg into a lamp I'm on Ralphy Shit
Hoe lookin' like an alien
Type tramp Alfy bitch
Beat off, cut your feet off for fun
And trust you don't really want
None with the one ed Gein
Nigga this that
Ed Gein on Halloween, I'm Brainsick
I murder everybody on the microphone and
Murder everybody in real life
Nigga this that
Ed Gein on Halloween, I'm Brainsick
I murder everybody on the microphone and
Murder everybody in real life
Nigga this that
Ed Gein on Halloween, I'm Brainsick
I murder everybody on the microphone and
Murder everybody in real life
Nigga this that
Ed Gein on Halloween, I'm Brainsick
I murder everybody on the microphone and
Murder everybody in real life
Investigators were completely stunned and
Appalled to discover this
Incredible collection of human
Body objects uh
And among the things they found
Were bowls that had
Been made from the tops of human skulls
And then they found what
Looked like trinkets, but it
Was like a string of nipples from breasts
All on a string
They found a shade pole that was made
From a set of of women's lips
And they had found other body parts
There then you'd go out into
What would be like a living
Room and they found furniture
A lamp shade that was made out of human skin
A chairs that we upholstered in human skin
They found face masks
Gein had apparently flayed the skin from the
Heads of victims and preserve them
And stuffed them with paper and hung
Them on the wall as decorations
Hanging from the rafters, upside down
With her head off and gutted like a deer
His name was Ed Gein