Twisted Insane, Bleezo - Hear No Evil lyrics
[Twisted Insane, Bleezo - Hear No Evil lyrics]
When I roll down that window
Shit is hella funny, Duck Hunt Nintendo
Run up on 'em with the voodoo
You have no clue what you in fo'
It'd never be the problem
Anywhere you want it do where we can solve it
I could pull a fo' deep on a slow reap
Hit the backyard like I'm Kimbo one-eighty
Several of 'em on the rad hats
So you better take your niggas back back
Before I have to share them and I
Hit 'em with the rat tat
It don't even matter anybody want the beef
I put em on the platter
They be at a spatter, turn 'em into batter
If it got a benefit then I be at that
Like I don't know why i'm so
Ready just to make a rifle go
People talkin' bout he rappin' too fast
I tell the bitches that am I too slow?
Never seen again I'm off and
Disappearin' like I'm a ghost
But im really between the sheets when
I'm peepin' her vagina hole
Brainsick nigga, til the day they
Let me in a, home before I bar I eat
You bitches for dinner
Smoke you down to the butt
And my minds about eat (romper?)
So people tell me 'you suck' I'm like
How in the fuck you figure?
Time I cut 'em up and then put
Their body part up in a vocal
Fuck it, doing a couple of
(God of Polis?) so if anybody wanna go
Pullin' my pistol up off of
The ground hit the ground
Everybody on the floor
When you fuck around with the Brainsick get
Your brain split 'fore I go oh, no
5 4 3 2 1 hook a ride for me
Walk in wit' a hunned and fifty-two
Motherfuckers who would die for me
Violently, murder niggas
Twisted Insane he tried to be (bitch nigga)
Hit em with a hollow tips
Look then hide the heat
Shit is hella funny, Duck Hunt Nintendo
Run up on 'em with the voodoo
You have no clue what you in fo'
It'd never be the problem
Anywhere you want it do where we can solve it
I could pull a fo' deep on a slow reap
Hit the backyard like I'm Kimbo one-eighty
Several of 'em on the rad hats
So you better take your niggas back back
Before I have to share them and I
Hit 'em with the rat tat
It don't even matter anybody want the beef
I put em on the platter
They be at a spatter, turn 'em into batter
If it got a benefit then I be at that
Like I don't know why i'm so
Ready just to make a rifle go
People talkin' bout he rappin' too fast
I tell the bitches that am I too slow?
Never seen again I'm off and
Disappearin' like I'm a ghost
But im really between the sheets when
I'm peepin' her vagina hole
Brainsick nigga, til the day they
Let me in a, home before I bar I eat
You bitches for dinner
Smoke you down to the butt
And my minds about eat (romper?)
So people tell me 'you suck' I'm like
How in the fuck you figure?
Time I cut 'em up and then put
Their body part up in a vocal
Fuck it, doing a couple of
(God of Polis?) so if anybody wanna go
Pullin' my pistol up off of
The ground hit the ground
Everybody on the floor
When you fuck around with the Brainsick get
Your brain split 'fore I go oh, no
5 4 3 2 1 hook a ride for me
Walk in wit' a hunned and fifty-two
Motherfuckers who would die for me
Violently, murder niggas
Twisted Insane he tried to be (bitch nigga)
Hit em with a hollow tips
Look then hide the heat