twisted insane – die slow lyrics
[verse 1: twisted insane]
i was all alone
sitting with the 40 and i get to
reminiscing, checking message on my phone
as i get to look and seeing what it was, i get to dreaming
cause it was the b-tch and she was saying she was gone!?
wait, hold up, what you talking ’bout? i must’ve heard you wrong!
is you f-cking with a n-gga? b-tch, i really up and k!ll him!
then i get to finding out when i was on the road that you was out there
being home and bringing n-ggas ’round my children
(around my motherf-cking kids?!?!)
b-tch, you really got some nerves, like you really never heard
of the words that i say inside a verse, i will curse you
n0body f-cks around on my emotions
you was thinking it was funny, i will put you in a he-rs-!
and i made a voodoo doll and it was looking like you, really
but you must think i am silly, i am serious to death…
do us part, don’t let me start on all that wicked sh-t
i bring the gloom and doom onto you if you ever f-cking left…
standing over you when you’re asleep at night
i’m ’bout to put a knife up in your chest
what you really thought, that you can go and f-ck a n-gga and there’ll
be no repercussion, but you really think you’re blessed?
did you really do the s-x? did he make you c-m, get it from the back?
did you suck his d-ck, like you do me?
so you got to gobbling, prob’ly with swallowing, f-ck him and feed him
now you’re wishing that you never knew me
cause i really f-cking put you in a horror movie
when they ask who hit it, tell them black widow did it
f-ck your life, i’d take it with my hands, if i could
but i really think, i should put a scalpel up in it
and i’m finna just take his adam’s apple and split it
but, if i really did it, then the music is gone
and, i don’t want to f-ck around and lose my career
for a stupid -ss b-tch, so i put it in a song
but, what about your motherf-cking kids and the stories
they be telling me about the n-ggas you’re sucking at night?
you be thinking they be sleeping, when they really peeking at you
while you’re on your knees, sucking random n-ggas’ pipes
walk up in the room, it’s your doom, hit the lights
with the twist of my knife, you’ll be laying in blood
brains in my fitted, i remain h-lla wicked
put a bullet in my chamber, put a b-tch up in the mud
die slow!
[outro: twisted insane]
he told me that his motherf-ckin mommy was on her knees
kissin’ this other mans pee pee
b-tch i gotta sit here and listen to this type a sh-t at night?!
sh-t, what type a motherf-ckin sh-t that- the f-ck is wrong with you b-tch? what the f-ck is wrong with you!?
and you actin like this sh-t is all good and sh-t, and like this sh-t is all non shilant like everything is cool and sh-t you know that?
do you think you can go around and do sh-t like this without- motherf-ckin cussion?
do you think you can do this type a sh-t without-
i’m on a motherf-ckin roll and this is the type a sh-t gotta get when i come home
you a foul -ss b-tch, i’ll take anything in my motherf-ckin power to come over there and cho- and k!ll yo’ motherf-ckin -ss b-tch
you havin all types a random -ss n-ggas around my motherf-kin kids?!
around my kids b-tch!?!?!?
[?]
(die slow….)
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