Twisted Insane, Firing Squad - Split Up lyrics

Hook slide through the dark off a
Night time shit with
A clean 4-5th and your wrist I split up

Slide through the dark off a
Night time shit with
A clean 4-5th and your wrist I split up
Brains in my plate and I play
With this food 'fore I
Eat it for the moment I am sick I get up
Knife in 'em and I'm on a
Mission in the middle of
The night when everybody put their
Babies off to sleep i be lurkin all up in
The mental while they mention
Me whenever I be takin
Motherfuckers off their feet
Double it when I be coming
And flippin and gonna be
Poppin at everybody that wanna
Go up against me niggas already tempt me
To put a bullet in your menoodle
Send you to funeral trippin up off a Bentley
Fuck your life! Conversation is minimal
People tellin me that my music
Is sendin you subliminals
Sick of livin in slums and
How you bumpin your gums
A motherfucker keep wolfin I'm
Rippin off niggas' genitals
Better make way when the Reaper come
I told you niggas all the visions
That are right around the corner!
He comin for you it don't
Matter where you from
I was born and raised in San Diego California
With the fully auto with me
And I'm off that shit
Put 1 up in you or 2 up in you or
3 up in you or 4 up in you
I'm finna fill you with bullets or
How you runnin back to the
Captain I'm wonderin why
Them motherfuckers said you a fool with it
Feelin like I was soon hades the frontal
Poppin the carnival looking into your soul
Say you looked around the world
And couldn't find me i was up in the pitcher
House smokin upon a bowl
I was up in the murder fest
I was up on a roll
Fill em with bullet holes then
I gotta get away quick
People they wanna wolf and they
Gettin put in a hole
Niggas they wanna switch but I'm
Always keepin it sick brainsyck nigga!

Slide through the dark off a
Night time shit with
A clean 4-5th and your wrist I split up

Slide through the dark off a
Night time shit with
The clean 4-5th and your wrist I split up
Comin to harvest your guts
Cuttin the carcasses up
Eat your flesh and the rest I zip-up
Huh, man I'm gettin a feeling
Spitzafrenik, get a medic
Gonna be makin a killin
And try to use a lot of blood
When they pull through the building
And making you a piñata watch
You hang from the ceilin
Now watch as i beat em and peat em
I cut em and gut em i weed em and clean them
I grade them fillet them i even cazeed em
Im evily creepin I'm leavin em leakin
Yeah ima sever their veins
Be clever remember I'ma smother their brains
Then they wanna fear the sync
Of the lyrical chain firing Squad
Brain Sick yeah remember the name
So back-y the fuck up before
I go chunk em cause
I got no time to just mess with you twats
Unless you wanna get it
Going kamikaze with it I'ma
Catch your body with
It cause you're here to get shot
Dead on the spot cause the artform they losin
Or let them just rot cause we
Often just rude to em
I'm causing contusions they off in illusion
We constantly bruisin them thats what
We do to em so i just lash at their face
And I grab the duct
Tape and a sign to explain
To them I'm simply amazing
I step on the stage and I get really iller
Yeah I play with his cranium
Alot of people wonder if i
Took it too far but
I tell em hell naw man this ain't shit
Alot of people told me that i
Need to go in switch but
I tell em hell naw cause
I gotta stay sick Brainsick!

Slide through the dark off a
Night time shit with
A clean 4-5th and your wrist I split up

Slide through the dark off a
Nighttime shit with a
Thirty four fifths in next time i lever
Tryna chop em til they coughin use
A formic as a box gonna
Bounce off when they talk or
When hands they don't shiver
Spray blood on the picture get
A religion for my dinner
While sicker than chewin faces off
Of bath salt thinners murder fitzginner
Blood on my head and the shadow's
Little blunt lit lurkin on beginners
Chop em into pieces
Never really had a relationship so almost
Had it blooded it was jesus
True will the meager for the shank
To the geekin yeah sick
For the prefit or put the blaze to the deakon
Sick for a reason
Rolled in lovin ima sit out
At the nutter when i
Was fightin with my demons so
I can tango with
Defeat em with the coffins will
Oblete em for the music
That was finna top they got me really leakin
Beastin! Man they dock for the look of my
Face think these drugs just kicked in
Brainsick from this coke and this
Weed and this drink
So i think ima pull some sick shit
Explicit is when the secret is to overdose
Took in the doe for the bros
So they don’t bleed or boast
Sharpen his flows out of his head
That says to break the ball
Catch em in the dark or let it
Spark or let it eat their soul
Im outa control
And my mouth's fucked up words
On some literal shit
They go tether will split up
And have fun to kick it think it's safe to
Baff include the evidence
?Creeded? the residence, sicko
When I have conversations with my stainless
And I can warn you about the premeditation
But they still go brainless while
The squad go "Brainsick"