- Twisted Insane Die Slow 歌詞
- Twisted Insane
- I was on a road
Sittin with a 40
And I get ta grinning
As I check a message on my phone
As I get ta looking
Seeing what it was
I get to d*******
As it was a *******
And she was saying she was gone
Wait hold up watchu talkin bout
I must've heard you wrong
Is she ****** with a ******
******* I really have to kill him
And I get to finding out
When I was on the road
That she was out there being hungry
Bringin ******s round my children
******* you really got some nerves
Like you 've really never heard
Of the words that I
Say inside a verse
I will curse you
Nobody *******s around
With my emotions
U was thinking it was funny
I will put u in a hearse
And I made a voodoo doll
When it was tricky like you
Really ******* u must
Think I am silly
I am serious to death
Do us part
Don't let me start
On all the wicked *******t
I read on doing
Doing to you if u ever
****** left
Standing over you
When you was sleeping
And I'm bout a put a backup in ya chest
Watchu really thought
That you would go
And ******* a ******
Ina beanie on the cu*******n
But u really think ur bleesed
Did u run up out of ***
Did he make u cum
Hit it from back
Did u suck his *******
Like you do me
So u got gobble him
And probably swallow him
And ******* him and feet him
Now u wi*******n that u never
Knew me
Cuz I'll really ****** put u
In a horror movie
When they ask who did it
Tell em black widow did it
***** ** him I would take him
With my hands if I could
But I really think I should
Put a scapple up in it
And I'm feelin jus ta take
Ya adams apple and split it
But if I really do it
Then the music is gone
And I don't wanna ******* around
And lose my career for a stupid
Ass ******* I will
Put it in a song
But what about your muthfukin
Kids and the stories
They be telling me about
The ******s u sneak in at night
U b thinking that they sleeping
But they really peeking
At you while you on your knees
Suckin runnin ******s pipes
Walk up in the room
Meet ur doom
Hit the lights
With the twist of my knife
You'll be laying in blood
Brains in my fit-it
I remain hella wicked
Put a bullet in the chamber
Put a ******* up in a mud
Die Slow
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