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twisted insane - brainsick lyrics

[verse 1]
it’s the sick in my brain that a make you wonder
it’s the sick up in my brain that make me f-ck your grandmother
put in the [?] and fend it sideways
stay from coast to coast and [?] does it my way
them liquid do or die days, motherf-ckers get
dirty donkey stains, sicker than pieces
releasing over your nieces with cheetos and chilled monkey brains
giving a f-ck and carrying ’em up and running ’em up, my shit is so nuts
my shit is way past psycho fanatic
with ar 15’s, chuck t’s, and gang-tats
the human cannibalism, this motherf-cker so phat
you can say what you want to ’bout me n-gg-, i will manage
with a big -ss d-ck for that b-tch to suck on
imma take that -ss back to the pad and get my f-ck on
beat it until it’s bl–dy, please believe it
f-cking ’em up in the b-tt to the gut ’til its brains are leaking then i leave it
matter of fact, the brains are still leaking out the -n-s
give her enough, bl–dy nuff and still brainsick
take a chick to the superbowl like i’m famous
but then i came back to the track and it’s the same shit
doing surveys in the mall, see its the same shit
it ain’t got no ends and i really ain’t got no friends in this game
got no ends and i really ain’t got no friends in this game
my name? my name? you know my name
jumping up with the b-mp, see i was dumping when i came, n-gg-
brainsick, trademark of the main n-gg-
see you’s a lame n-gg-, gotta get your brain, n-gg-
i’m a bonified scary monster
under your bed, bullet to the head, and shit that haunt you
running in the dark, smash off into the skylark with that n-gg-
bullet to the heart, this is not my heart with that liver
always represent this shit, brainsick

[hook]
you don’t even wanna get to f-ckin’ with the brainsick (with the motherf-cking brain)
them n-gg-s is crazy (they motherf-cking psycho)
i said the n-gg-s is crazy (motherf-ckers so psycho)
and you don’t want to get caught up and fall and trip (call this a motherf-cking trip)
the south thinks he’s crazy (crazy, cray)
the south thinks he’s crazy (brainsick muzik)

[verse 2]
don’t you hear me coming down the block with the glock hot get my shit tucked
don’t you f-ck around and make that [?] and get your shit f-cked
brain matter, n-gg- that’s some of that [?]
millimeter when i got the heat that’s guaranteed to blow your c-ck and b-lls
boom, boom, splattered the bed its all over the room and get
watching my shit, popping and whipping and throwing it up with the click
i gotta be sick because i was always h-ll-bounded
every motherf-ckers in the reppin’ take a fifth and if anybody found it
drowning motherf-ckers take n-gg-s out the game
they see me, they acting all g but he a lame
throwback jerseys, toe fades, and platinum chains
but that don’t mean no thang against a mane with the name insane
brainsick, trademark of the main n-gg-
f-ck ’em up and cut ’em up like they playin’, n-gg-
yeah i’m psychos-tic, i must admit
but i guarantee that there ain’t n-body in this game f-cking with it

and that’s real n-gg-, you gotta put your motherf-cking time into this shit
make sure your shit tight, you know what i’m sayin’?
cause every motherf-cking day, i be walking down the street
and n-gg-s [?] trying to sell their punk -ss cds you know what i’m sayin’?
i don’t want your shit, n-gg-
gimme a motherf-cking refund
but it’s always (brainsick muzik)

[verse 3]

- twisted insane lyrics

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