RcThaHazard, Twisted Insane - Rhyme or Die lyrics

Hazardous shit, hazardous sound
I'll be back in a bit but I'm not backin down
I don't rap in a ring
But I'm grabbin the crown
I don't think ima king but
I drink til I drown the beat'll be pounding
Elite is surrounded with heat in the
Street and it keeps me around
You can easily see that RC has been down
For my freedom I'd need to
Be deep in the ground
Ima do it a little bit differently
Get homicidal if they got what I need
And don't give it to me
Serious injuries from delirious industries
Drama, trauma
There's really no difference to me
Back in the bitch not givin up
Should I rap til im rich or not give a fuck
Unstoppable hotness droppin the raw shit
Haunted or thoughtless thought I was stuck
Thought I was fucked tired of givin up
I don't give a fuck shocked or you're struck
Don't gotta bring it up
Rocked with the rough
And I Don't give a shit about popular
Forget the pathetic regret it or get it but
Honestly I am not holdin my breath
And they've already sold all the
Souls to get hold of
The checks now they hopin that no one is left
Life is the answer if death is the question
Can't message a master a matter of methods
A method don't matter a shattered reflection
Reflectin a ladder of Hazard Perception

Rhyme, rhyme, rhyme everyday
Rhyme everyday cause, I can
Die, die, die any day die any day long

People they wanna be funny and poppin em full
Of bullets when I'm dumpin the heat
Nobody wanna be in the way heavy
Anticipation make em feel defeat
Maul em up in the hall with
A couple of swift kicks i made sick shit
666 murder madness make em feel the sadness
Make em move to this quick
Never fuckin with no bitch hit
You a nigga that ain't get to tell em
I'd rather time up
Put em up in the basement
When a motherfucker start yellin
Put em up in the kitchen
To eat you for dinner
You are the loser while I am the winner
I am the root of all evil now homie
There'll be no sicko I'm a born sinner
And I'm off of my recura homie i
Promise you this ain't no norm shit
Fuckin bitches like it's porn shit ima eat
The pussy like it's corn chips
Darkness surrounding my soul
The devil talkin to me when I'm asleep
Hand me the heat tellin me to take it to
Another level talk is cheap
Time is meant to confuse
Your mantic illusion gettin contusion
Leavin em bruisin
Bringin your body behind the black
Cadillac when I be cruisin nobody want it
I'll be the gonnet chewin your vomit
Look like a comet
You may gotta tell me twice
You tell me the first
Time I hop in I be already on it

Rhyme, rhyme, rhyme everyday
Rhyme everyday cause, I can
Die, die, die any day die any day long