Twisted Insane, Dikulz - Relevant lyrics

Brainsick!
Anybody want it, I be at 'em with the cannon
Felt abandoned all my life till’ people told
Me that I ain’t shit
Grew up and I get a little older
With a chip upon a shoulder
The promoter told me that I was the greatest
Never will they ever be recovering
I put the pressure on 'em bout
To vomit when I smother 'em
I wish a nigga would way up in 'em up
And I ain't
Sticka-sticka-sticka-sticka-sticka stuttering

Always wanna go against the grain
They gon’ nail me to the cross
Because I represent the Brain
Think it’s funny when some people tryna
Get me out the game
Ain’t no winning ain’t no pun
Intended shit is getting strange
Really put your ass up in
The pickle when I’m with
You niggas cum and split and
Really give me tickle what's the issue
I done been against the grain
A million times by myself
Against a million I'll be
Standin' with the middle
And don’t nobody hold my
Hand through this shit
Matter fact I’m probably 'bout
The only person who think I can do this shit
Get myself up out the super
Long as I maneuver shit
But Marcus Black told me I’m
White Doo Doo shit?
Fuck it I’ma get back on my
Voodoo shit heard the city
And I wiped my ass when I was through with it
People tell me ain't you kind
Of scared a little bit
Because he got a big ol’ team and
People thinking you ain’t doin’ shit
Maybe if I didn’t have a skillset
Never been afraid and never late
Behind my bills yet
Fuck the nigga way before the hype
Said it then say it now
People frown but I found
I ain’t killed yet Never have I been a
Been a phantom
I bust through up in the pad like I’m
Crash and the bandit this ain't random
I’ve been waiting up in line to
Be at him always really
With the shit so we gonna
Have to fucking ban him
I don’t know if he gon’ come at all
Cherrio here we go niggas know he
Be on Fuck Em All
Here we got some hate I up in him
None at all
Niggas sit by them and think you're
Stupid and gon' represent a butterball
With the head of pine talk and race
Niggas thought that they would pass
They were sadly mistaken
I ain’t hating but I’ve been
Working overtime with the pace
Ain’t no way to get away because
The fate can’t be evaded i’m so belated
Live in the house that is gated
Need to thank God that I made it
I’m in the club and I’m getting
So faded and dadada, dadada
Oh Fuck I hate it fuck!

Brainsick!
Anybody want it, I be at 'em with the cannon
Felt abandoned all my life till’ people
Told me that I ain’t shit
Grew up and I get a little older
With a chip upon a shoulder
The promoter told me that I was the greatest
Never will they ever be recovering
I put the pressure on 'em bout
To vomit when I smother 'em
I wish a nigga would 40 way up in 'em up
And I ain't
Sticka-sticka-sticka-sticka-sticka stuttering

How’s your cardio?
I’m a test it, when I run up on you
Better run away before you feel the wrath
Call’em Mario
The way I bash your head into the bricks
And then I’ll do you in like
Whitney when I fill the bath

Where’s the cash?
I’ll take it all I ain’t here to ask
Underdog and I’m loving that
Under estimated’s where I bubble at
I’ll pass’em on the track, then double back
I’m chopping like a lumber jack
I’m here to clear the path

MAKE WAY, cause y’all are collateral damage
Scurry in a hurry or get
Trampled by the Elephant
I’ll take’em out their element
And Make’em all irrelevant
Better get the sentiment or
Cover up in sediment
And Like a regiment I never stop
If I never made a cent
I would’ve done it for the hell of it
Cause the fury’s flowing out every follicle
Eye catcher, I catch their eye like a monocle
A Phenom, to peons I’m beyond phenomenal
I kill it
Pack it up and then I move on like a Carnival

I gotta deliver
And give’em all of my innards
Hoping that they swallow it before
All of it wither
What a waist of me, but what it did
Is taught me to differ
Every loss I take, I level up
I’m always a winner

I’ll never be bitter
Came to far to be a quitter
And I gotta remember that’s how we’ve
Come up from the dirt be humbled by the work
If you want to survive
It’s a painful reminder
You gotta hustle till it hurt

But thats hard to explain you know
The dos and the don'ts to
These marks they complain
If you ask who’s got the
Best bars in the game
To even think that thought you
Gotta start with the BRAIN

Brainsick!
Anybody want it, I be at 'em with the cannon
Felt abandoned all my life till’ people
Told me that I ain’t shit
Grew up and I get a little older
With a chip upon a shoulder
The promoter told me that I was the greatest
Never will they ever be recovering
I put the pressure on 'em bout
To vomit when I smother 'em
I wish a nigga would way up in 'em up
And I ain't
Sticka-sticka-sticka-sticka-sticka stuttering