twisted insane & charlie ray - ruins lyrics
[chorus]
(i won’t let it take me down)
every day, i walk in ruins
everywhere i look, there’s ruins
plenty got me goin’ through it
but i won’t let it take me down
it won’t take me down, down, down (ruins)
it won’t take me down, down, down (ruins)
it won’t take me down, down, down
everywhere i look, there’s ruins
ru-ru-ru-ruins
[verse 1: c. ray]
look… i could ruin these n-gg-s
call up all the homies and put two in these n-gg-s
everybody hear what i conduct and get to duckin’, started f-ckin’ with the brain and caught a flu on these n-gg-s
see me lookin’ for the army you would need with ya
’cause ya’ll don’t really wanna see the brainiac invasion
dig ’em big enough to fit a few in each ditch, but
i don’t got the time to catch a body, i’m savin’
all the energy i got to get out the emergency
room, f-ck a tomb, no i can’t afford a surgery
and i don’t give a f-ck about your hate for me or what you do ’cause every single day i got my body try’na murder me!
why the f-ck you think i’m in the gym on the daily?
only way to fight it when i feel that pain
f-ck a pill when i feel like i can peel back frame
bent steel, if i stop it, it would k!ll my brain, i’m ruined!
i am what you n-gg-s walk through a slum
i am what you run from on the real
i could be your paradise, still i’m feelin’ like i’m in a vice and i’m in h-ll like i’m the one that i k!lled
so f-ck you, pay me
i’mma go hard till the cards get dealt and they drop that box
’cause can’t n-body stop me but me
i’m goin’ till my mark get felt, and i’m with pac, can’t stop when
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[verse 2: twisted insane]
i don’t know you m-th-f-ckas, p-ssed
i was born to never make it since i made it out the womb
homie, ain’t n-body even gave me sh-t, don’t play a victim
i ain’t never had no kinda feedin’ from a silver spoon
when i’m out to hit the room, bet you wish you wasn’t livin’
man, i wish wasn’t kiddin’, but the situation real
leavin’ the b-tch’s p-ssy k!lled, blood, i’m ill
stumble across the parking lot, i’d rather hit the one-on-one than pull the steel, no chill
pop off in the middle when you wanna pull it
and your b-tch up in a n-gg- face like, “twisted, don’t do it!”
these n-gg-s be up in my phone everyday with that bullsh-t ’bout the gunplay
what the f-ck you mean, “cool it”?
shoot… we don’t play around like that where i come from
we be at yo’ window with the tommy gun
people’ll be like, “holy f-ck, run, it’s a gun!”, but before you know it, i’ll be at yo’ do’, c. ray, i got me one
i be in the bushes when i’m stalkin’
patient with my every move, i sit up in a park and then you’re droppin’ when i get to poppin’, orville redenbacher
choppin’ everybody, and they momma lit up like a rocket
stop
i ain’t with the bullsh-t, what you wanna get the homie
[both lanes?] tell me murder with the pen
so i’mma keep on pushin’ wicked sh-t onto you n-gg-s, ’til you b-tches get the ditches, kinda hard to not sin when…
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