Twisted Insane - King Cobra lyrics
[Twisted Insane - King Cobra lyrics]
How they want it with
The Brainsick gone beast?
I been livin' up in Hell's Kitchen
Where they teach me no peace
Wanna do it, you a fool
Think about a pitbull, no leash
I be killin' everybody in the game
Twisted Insane on Bs
I mean, think about it, homie
They don't even really make them like me
Anybody wanna come and get
It, they throw wood, i chop trees
I am undefeated, they can beat it
I be in the right top on thesе
How the fuck a nigga make a hundred
Songs thеn come with no heat
Stop! Mowin' over like a running
Back with the rock
I'm a different level in the
Game, I bring pain, blood, you not
Even close, come and get a toast
I get ghost when I pop
Every time a nigga get up in the
Booth I spit those hot rocks
Stop! I will never do it till I'm on top
I will die try'na get high as the Mountain
Not rocks i mean, ain't nobody even left
Take one step and get dropped
Look around, where'd they all go? don't know
I'm still hot i'ma go and get a bag of swag
How much you got?
Don't think you finna hit this shit, nigga
You not give a nigga six feet, blood
Don't come on this block
Run around up in the underground
Might drown in Ciroc
Used to run around like Deebo
What the fuck do you got on my 40 ounce
I'ma go and bounce niggas domes till they pop
No pretendin', nigga
Best to runnin' 'fore they watch
A casket go drop
I don't wanna leave and be a nightmare
But the Brainsick's forgot
They be all up in the comments
"he's too fast when he raps, nigga"
I don't really give a rat's ass
Smoke your favorite rap like a fat Swisher
Every time I walk up in
The door they go "fuck, it's that nigga"
20 years in the game and still here, facts
Nigga
Whoo! Liable, your right hand on the Bible
Murder rate I'ma rival the Bloods
And Crips and the Pirus
No one is knowin' psycho until
They run into Michael
They will all meet their rival
There's no one who may survival
Shit, people tell me I'm
A nutcase like Manson
Maybe there's sum'n to this shit, don't know
Go ask him tie 'em up in the basement
Then hold them for ransom
Heckle, Jeckle, necro mancin'
One, two, three, four
Spend my time try'na get all
Master rap roller
I ain't try'na sit in here sober
Get the brain in the Range Rover
Green like okra
Try'na get my shit like Oprah
Brackin', blood, nigga, move over
On the green sofa
Wifey in the room bent over
Hit the limo, ten chauffeur
I'm the King Cobra cobra, Cobra, Cobra
Brackin' till I'm old like Yoda
Hit the I5 with the welcome
Southeast to East open
Hold up one time, don't roll up
I'm the King Cobra cobra, Cobra, Cobra
Got the whole rap game sewed up
And they all know it
I be cookin' all this lil' rocks
Like I'm in the kitchen with the baking soda
Yep, King Cobra
Mmh, anyone come death, they wanna meet it
I'ma keep it one hun'
I just want a billion and maybe one ton
Cook 'em all until the meat
Is really done done when them see me comin'
Tell 'em better run-run
No love for them, fuck 'em all and come-come
Grease up, triggers I deliver, dump dump
Thump, Brainsick Muzik give 'em lump-lump
Now I'm back and everybody wanna
Run and hide out
Better go and get your mama
Tell her that you can't see
With the lights out
?Kung Pow yao?, chop a nigga
With a Bruce Lee kick, hiyao
Pull up on a nigga, hoppin' out
And hit 'em with a bing-bing, then ride out
Dig an eye out
Everybody comin' hot till they die out
Nowadays when I hear shit they
All sound like doodoo
Where's Voodoo? Hurry up and drop
Before I go cuckoo
All I wanna do is hear the Brainsick
Now I don't know what to do
- When is he gonna fall off? - Don't wait
It's far-fetched
Represent for the Brain game
When I take aim I target
Starin' at 'em with a 44
They all know I'm heartless
Kill 'em where the nigga standin'
And step over your carcass
Promise I'ma never back out
Pull the strap out when they start shit
Real life they get beamed
Up, stay greened up, real park shit
Stayed up like all night in
The bush for my target
Now niggas wanna stay home if it's
On when the dark hit triv
One, two, three, four
Spend my time try'na get all
Master rap roller
I ain't try'na sit in here sober
Get the brain in the Range Rover
Green like okra
Try'na get my shit like Oprah
Brackin', blood, nigga, move over
On the green sofa
Wifey in the room bent over
Hit the limo, ten chauffeur
I'm the King Cobra cobra, Cobra, Cobra
Brackin' till I'm old like Yoda
Hit the I5 with the welcome
Southeast to East open
Hold up one time, don't roll up
I'm the King Cobra cobra, Cobra, Cobra
Got the whole rap game sewed up
And they all know it
I be cookin' all this lil' rocks
Like I'm in the kitchen with the baking soda
Yep, King Cobra
The Brainsick gone beast?
I been livin' up in Hell's Kitchen
Where they teach me no peace
Wanna do it, you a fool
Think about a pitbull, no leash
I be killin' everybody in the game
Twisted Insane on Bs
I mean, think about it, homie
They don't even really make them like me
Anybody wanna come and get
It, they throw wood, i chop trees
I am undefeated, they can beat it
I be in the right top on thesе
How the fuck a nigga make a hundred
Songs thеn come with no heat
Stop! Mowin' over like a running
Back with the rock
I'm a different level in the
Game, I bring pain, blood, you not
Even close, come and get a toast
I get ghost when I pop
Every time a nigga get up in the
Booth I spit those hot rocks
Stop! I will never do it till I'm on top
I will die try'na get high as the Mountain
Not rocks i mean, ain't nobody even left
Take one step and get dropped
Look around, where'd they all go? don't know
I'm still hot i'ma go and get a bag of swag
How much you got?
Don't think you finna hit this shit, nigga
You not give a nigga six feet, blood
Don't come on this block
Run around up in the underground
Might drown in Ciroc
Used to run around like Deebo
What the fuck do you got on my 40 ounce
I'ma go and bounce niggas domes till they pop
No pretendin', nigga
Best to runnin' 'fore they watch
A casket go drop
I don't wanna leave and be a nightmare
But the Brainsick's forgot
They be all up in the comments
"he's too fast when he raps, nigga"
I don't really give a rat's ass
Smoke your favorite rap like a fat Swisher
Every time I walk up in
The door they go "fuck, it's that nigga"
20 years in the game and still here, facts
Nigga
Whoo! Liable, your right hand on the Bible
Murder rate I'ma rival the Bloods
And Crips and the Pirus
No one is knowin' psycho until
They run into Michael
They will all meet their rival
There's no one who may survival
Shit, people tell me I'm
A nutcase like Manson
Maybe there's sum'n to this shit, don't know
Go ask him tie 'em up in the basement
Then hold them for ransom
Heckle, Jeckle, necro mancin'
One, two, three, four
Spend my time try'na get all
Master rap roller
I ain't try'na sit in here sober
Get the brain in the Range Rover
Green like okra
Try'na get my shit like Oprah
Brackin', blood, nigga, move over
On the green sofa
Wifey in the room bent over
Hit the limo, ten chauffeur
I'm the King Cobra cobra, Cobra, Cobra
Brackin' till I'm old like Yoda
Hit the I5 with the welcome
Southeast to East open
Hold up one time, don't roll up
I'm the King Cobra cobra, Cobra, Cobra
Got the whole rap game sewed up
And they all know it
I be cookin' all this lil' rocks
Like I'm in the kitchen with the baking soda
Yep, King Cobra
Mmh, anyone come death, they wanna meet it
I'ma keep it one hun'
I just want a billion and maybe one ton
Cook 'em all until the meat
Is really done done when them see me comin'
Tell 'em better run-run
No love for them, fuck 'em all and come-come
Grease up, triggers I deliver, dump dump
Thump, Brainsick Muzik give 'em lump-lump
Now I'm back and everybody wanna
Run and hide out
Better go and get your mama
Tell her that you can't see
With the lights out
?Kung Pow yao?, chop a nigga
With a Bruce Lee kick, hiyao
Pull up on a nigga, hoppin' out
And hit 'em with a bing-bing, then ride out
Dig an eye out
Everybody comin' hot till they die out
Nowadays when I hear shit they
All sound like doodoo
Where's Voodoo? Hurry up and drop
Before I go cuckoo
All I wanna do is hear the Brainsick
Now I don't know what to do
- When is he gonna fall off? - Don't wait
It's far-fetched
Represent for the Brain game
When I take aim I target
Starin' at 'em with a 44
They all know I'm heartless
Kill 'em where the nigga standin'
And step over your carcass
Promise I'ma never back out
Pull the strap out when they start shit
Real life they get beamed
Up, stay greened up, real park shit
Stayed up like all night in
The bush for my target
Now niggas wanna stay home if it's
On when the dark hit triv
One, two, three, four
Spend my time try'na get all
Master rap roller
I ain't try'na sit in here sober
Get the brain in the Range Rover
Green like okra
Try'na get my shit like Oprah
Brackin', blood, nigga, move over
On the green sofa
Wifey in the room bent over
Hit the limo, ten chauffeur
I'm the King Cobra cobra, Cobra, Cobra
Brackin' till I'm old like Yoda
Hit the I5 with the welcome
Southeast to East open
Hold up one time, don't roll up
I'm the King Cobra cobra, Cobra, Cobra
Got the whole rap game sewed up
And they all know it
I be cookin' all this lil' rocks
Like I'm in the kitchen with the baking soda
Yep, King Cobra