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twisted insane - joe jackson lyrics

[intro: twisted insane]
f-ck that b-tch
gimme a bottle and a p-rno, n-gga
ha, ha, ha…

[verse 1: twisted insane]
jump up in the p-ssy like a pogo
stickin’, makin’ b-tches wanna f-ck me when i greet ’em
come into my room and you will step into your doom
if it’s a baby in your womb, i think it’s prolly ’bout to beat ’em
bring your baby daddy through, i really wanna meet him
take him in a room and tell him how i had your feet up
tell him holy-moly how a n-gga had my poll-y
stirrin’ in your guacamole, she’s a fine seniorita
playin’ with the p-ssy while she’s suckin’ on my peter
lay down on your back, i’m ’bout to eat a enchilada
i don’t like to talk, but i really want to walk
you be f-ckin’ with ewoks, my d-ck is bigger than chubacca
man down, man down, someone caught a body
walked up in that b-tch and hit a n-gga with the shotty
daniel san-in’ motherf-ckers like i know karate
doin’ sh-t that make you think i was trained by mr. miyagi
?on the? club but i be h-lla picky on my weed
comin’ around with a bomb, better run, that reggie bush indeed
push up on you n-ggas like a bear and i attack ’em
blocka-blocka with the mac and put you b-tches on the street
i’m comin’ in your window when your family go to sleep
you think i’m bluffin’? go ahead, believe it’s only talk
i may now put the trigger down and punch you in your liver then i body slam a n-gga like the animal in hulk
you won’t win a – war against a n-gga that’s demonic and i’m on it well ain’t that about a b-tch
n-ggas think it’s music and they get off of the fluid thinkin’ i won’t do it till they momma found up in a ditch
trigger finger really startin’ to feel a f-ckin’ itch
any minute you gon’ find out you was dealin’ with a psycho
n-ggas always get to wishin’ wolfin’ with the yap
till i take ’em in the back and beat a n-gga like he michael
joe jackson

[hook x8]
get yo -ss whooped like a n-gga joe jackson
(n-ggas always get to wishin’ wolfin’ with the yap
till i take them in the back and beat a n-gga like he michael
joe jackson)

[verse 2: jarren benton]
hit a motherucker with the -ss of the mossberg
n-gga you been geeking all day off of cough syrup
n-gga you ain’t real you are all worse
whoop a n-gga’s -ss in the back of a walmert
ah, my bad i mean wal-mart
i’ll do a drive by on a golf cart
ten o’clock when i bend the block
crack a motherf-cker’s skull with a cinderblock (ha!)
take a n-gga’s life, put him in a box
b-tches on my d-ck because i’m in a drop
ran into a n-gga, wanna call the cops?
told you n-ggas i am so unorthodox
murder, murder, murder on the drop of a needle
heavy metal stuck to my side like magneto
k!ll a rapper, put him in the trunk of a regal
i don’t give a f-ck if the n-gga know aikido
slip a whole kilo, my amigo then i reload
pow, shoot a n-gga’s eyeball through a peephole
bang with the aliens, st-tch and lilo
what you know about the maniac in a mink coat
pow, put you n-gga’s wig back like chemo
leave them with the dolphins, dan marino
the dope that we towed came from san bernardino
bullet seep through a n-gga’s skin like aveeno
money talk, baby, like [?]
we be getting to it like your money [?]
f-ck it, i’m the ego when i launch a torpedo
haters suck a d-ck through a leopard printed speedo
time for some action, n-gga what’s crackin’?
first hater act, he gon’ get a reaction
twisted gon’ slap him or jarren gon’ clap him
i’ll whoop a n-gga’s -ss like joseph-walter-jackson

[hook x8]
get yo -ss whooped like a n-gga jo jackson
(n-ggas always get to wishin’ wolfin’ with the yap
till i take them in the back and beat a n-gga like he n-gga jo jackson)

- twisted insane lyrics

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