[Twisted Insane]: By the way you looking at me I can tell that you a Fiend I wake up in the mornin' with the Visions of my dreams, bada bing It's over when I hear the bitches sing With the Voodoo in yo' noodle And I catch you for yo' Green I'm all about that murder in the night front drop em With the pistol, Imma get you, make a [?] Nobody gon' forget me, I'm a Sense Get to bustin' with the heated millimeter 'round the block, I've been Got my Marshall Robbie all up on my shit, yeah You wanna run up on me, get yo' chin checked Where I'm at, You motherfuckers feel the pain Rearrange a nigga' brain Let it rain, and then I get set I'm evil, Givin' individuals The ritual, then read obituals, And take the breath up out yo' chest I hit you with this shit to make you trip And get to flippin' out, you make out this room Only doom coming next
Now sing a Lullaby and Make yo' mama cry Skinning all yo' people, stick a needle in yo' mama eye Kill 'em with the venom, get up in them I send a man to hell, "Oh what, the devil do enough to make Yo' mama die?" You get done, I'm so for real-a You don't wanna smack a silverback Gorilla Told you motherfucka's you was dealin' with a Killa' Black Mask, toe-tag, so set, I'm ill-a And I be on my Night-time shit, if anybody wanna get it Bring it to me, I will give you pain The voice of a Demon, talking to me, Telling me to murder So I hit you, Brain