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twisted insane - on my shit lyrics

[hook x2]
i be all on my sh-t, i be all on my sh-t, i be all on my sh-t, n-gga i be all on my sh-t
people standin’ in line, b-tch they ain’t no denyin’, major’s all in my line i need six million wastin’ my time sh-t

[verse 1]
i be off of my sh-t that’s why they piling in at my shows
sh-t is sick the moshpit that n-gga’s all wildin’ at my flows
f-ck around and get famous
f-ck around and get rich
f-ck around and get watered down and get super clown in this b-tch n-gga
sh-t that’ll never be me, these are the fools that ain’t spittin’ right
and if you just hearin’ bout’ me, that sh-t’s cool but i been tight
do the work, research, look at the clips on youtube
look at the fans that be at my shows, so don’t be lookin’ at a n-gga like “who’s you?”
solid n-gga, speak the truth, i ain’t superman but i can take a punch
i ain’t got alot b-tch i ain’t rich, i still eat ramen for lunch
i still eat on captain crunch, young n-gga eat on fruity pebble’s
im still up in the alley drunk for these b-tch n-gga’s claim that they (keep it ghetto)

[verse 2]
and i be all up on my sh-t and that is what you get for hangin’ with them super good -ss n-gga’s
they don’t really want it when they run up on a hundred and i only hang around with super (hood -ss n-gga’s)
hit em’ with the venom like i was a spinnin’ cobra multiplied when off of gasoline
i was never to amount to nothing so i got it caught it bluffin’ do it till i never mash for green
n-gga’s off the weed, i feel it lift me off my feet, i put a bullet to their t–th, i only fill ’em up with heat
but ask me if i can be beat, i feel n0body can compete, i did this sh-t all by myself and didn’t n0body care bout’ me
yes i’m a weirdo i’m a freak and yes they wanna hear me speaking do it every single weekend doin’ it all but getin’ geeked
it’s feelin’ like im pullin t–th,and they was tricking i was beefing and do ’em whenever they wanna run up and get an autograph from me
room filled up full of gangsta n-gga’s, some of ’em don’t want photo’s took, camera’s out, cell phone, ipads, all get took
you be off that captain hook, i be off that peter pan, way too hot but still way too cold and i do a show for bout’ twenty grand

[verse 3]
(and i don’t really know, if the world is ready for somebody like me yet, hahahahahaha, oh well)
everybody always wanna come ahead it felt like i was failing living under black rain
never thought that i would get up out the situation i was in when i spend but i only got change
watchin’ other rapper’s all up in the rap game and they wanted that change but they only got fame
wanna hit the weed but they only got caine, sign up in the industry and only got made
now the reaper rushin’ feel the repercussion hope n0body fussin’ this is what you all signed up for
b-tch i am twisted insane and i’m in another lane off the chicken chow mein and a siamese ho
why me for? why me? who you? twisted insane b-tch, who the f-ck you too, ask about a n-gga like me young n-gga?
learn about a n-gga like me dumb n-gga, im k!llin’ anybody wanna go against me, murder anybody wanna go against me
yup, servin’ anybody wanna go against me, hamburger anybody like a n-gga minced meat, wait, who is he? i’m me, yup i’m the one
the show is never over until i begun, wait, who is he? i’m me yup i’m the one
(the show is never over until i begun.)

- twisted insane lyrics

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