Twisted Insane, King Iso - Ken and Ryu's Massacre lyrics

Woke up in a good mood
Then I got a phone call from blood
Telling me bullshit 'bout a nigga wanna
Get deep in the funk
How is this? Man, they got me pissed
When I only show love
That's the type of shit that'll make a nigga
Wanna pull that heat from the trunk
I am different type of nigga that'd be
Waiting for you in your living
Room, bring you to your doom
Motherfucker whom is you kiddin'?
They don't wanna go to war
Put the nigga brain fragments on the ceilin'
Don't take my life
Tell my wife hide the children
Phony, niggas acting like a
Motherfucker really know me go to war
Homie bring the 44 like it's Xbox or Sony
My sight got him with the red
Dot aimed right at they dome
Hit them with the chrome, I got
More where that came from, that's on me
I'm a pistol poppin' poltergeist, and puppet
Master, puffin' purple, puff a puff
A bottles bustin', barely breathin', beat
'em, buck 'em
But, I'm boolin' back and brackin'
Motherfucker (woo)
Nuff of the talk time to match wit's
Which one did I poison? Should
I drink? Did he switch?
Every time I wanna go to war I got 'em
Runnin' like a motherfucker put
Him up against
It murder man and they gon' have to find
The body part up in a ditch 187

Run up on 'em
Hit 'em with the fuckin' MAC-11
Take a nigga heart right down the middle
Careful, what now, duck down for the ground
And do you really wanna come
And get to flexing
Blood, I'm built for this shit
Look at everything a nigga done built, brain
I'd kill for this shit do we have a problem?
Do we gotta put the
Millimeter to your noggin?
Blow your memories out
Then we leave out, broad daylight, joggin'
'Til you're nauseous
Turn a nigga six months old, call it crawfish
Smoke 'em like it's time to go to heaven
And we put 'em in a creek
No Dawson, quit talkin'
Bitch y'all is just targets
'Cause sparkin' the one rule that
Doesn't apply to me mc'nothin'
My dick, please, get off it
Your bitch leaves it softened
I'm in it, ISO is an intriguin' author
I don't have any sense left

I will put a bullet in chest

Lift a nigga like a bench press

Looking like you're born of incest

Like Johnny my shit's in-depth

What you talkin' 'bout? Who been next?

We 'bout to bubble like it's meth

Run up on him with the Semtex

Really I'm not impressed

What you run around and say that
We're gonna have to hear it
When you're rapping to me in the parking lot
Have no interest hurry up
I gotta get up in this fucking
Vehicle and get up in this
Little pussy, where the fuck we
Gettin' a hunned runnin'
The bitch is tremendous
I'm a-fucking mazing
When it's coming to the racing
I be swimming through you niggas and I'm
Winning like I'm Michael Phelps in Beijing
No chasing, no niggas up in here it's on
The roof and bitches tastin'

Pull up on a nigga, they get at me
Hit 'em with it
Let you niggas do the gay thing

No faking

On the real shit
Like I'm out there fishing for the base G
Oops I meant bath salts i'm an asshole
Shit's I'm taking on anybody
That be steady coming
With the bullshit MJ Team I'm dope
Put him in a hole like an 8 ball, no MJG

What's bracking!?

You don't wanna be the one to
Run up on a nightmare nighttime ah
I'm finna push a nigga might
Fly with a MAC-10 hop back in
Then be around the corner
Clack-clack with the strap and
Watch brains drip, it's the Brainsick
Niggas ain't shit matter fact when I

Run up on him and I

Catch him in the parking lot
Like "What's up?"
Shit I'm sick, it'll be your worst day
You thought you had nuts

Nigga never really knew what
He was dealing with
And like a dealer's deck get cut, homie now

Now what's about to be the last
Thing you see 'fore you cut?
Blood, you stuck

In a sticky situation like a bitch
And I'll be with her penetrating
I don't really give a shit if niggas hating
Tell me what the fuck are you insinuating
That you niggas always tripping
I'mma get to take the boobies suck
And fuck I really don't know pity though
Tripping on a bitch, send a
Nigga that quick video, just

End it
Different nigga wanna get defended, suspended

Like a whip out my nigga bounce
Out with the brand new suspension
Got tension, pull the MAC out, blackout
Leave no witness
When I get this like a pass down
Restaurant give you the business hey Twisted

Quit this brackin', everybody slackin'
Ain't nobody rappin' like a devolution
Homie you pollution
When I pull up on 'em, bustin' with the MAC
You better get your back up
When I'm at your back and they don't wanna
Come and see what's in my sack
And niggas at your backdoor with a fat bowl
Or a Henny bottle on my lap
I bet you wanna raincheck
The levels we deliver when you
Want someone to say shit
I can't wait until the day a muthafucka
Wanna step up to the pain
They don't want a piece of a hundred beast
Undefeated when I'm on the range
Anybody wanna go against the best
Put me to the test and I'm always game
Nigga this Brain