twisted insane - venom 2 lyrics
[chorus: twisted insane]
imma hit you with 1-8-7, only when you f-cking with them k!llers
the realest, n-gga you was dealing with godzilla
the illest, you king kong, i’m banana peeler
pop you with the milla, you know it that there ain’t n0body iller imma hit ’em with the venom
gotta hit ’em with the venom
blood i hit ’em with the venom
imma hit you with the venom
call your momma tell her that i did it
blood i hit em with the venom
[verse 1: twisted insane]
n-ggas wanna wolf all night
put the phone down lets meet up blood i wanna just fight
f-ck this rap sh-t, lets hit the park, i done wanna just squabble
i ain’t superman, but i put it on my momma n-gga you will get wobbled
hit ’em with the 1-2 combo, what you wanna go i got my cardio on just so i can deal with you b-tches. (on the set)
mano y manoi, i lump you n-ggas up and then i leave your eye lid full of st-tches. (on the set)
lets hit the ditches, take a n-gga’s chucks to the mud
you call me and then think i won’t show?
b-tch please n-gga i’ma lincoln park blood
green flag hanging, chuck t’s sw-nging
the sun goes down n-gga, bullets start ringing
everybody in this motherf-cker gathered up, then i show up drunk like n-gga this lincoln
the f-ck is you thinking?
i catch a fade with all of you n-ggas
you can even jump me, slap my face in the dirt but my ak will come back and swallow you n-ggas
knocking n-ggas out that’s why i spend all my time in the f-cking weight room (lifting)
so when i hit you motherf-ckers all in your lip it’s a one way trip to the tomb (you crazy)
yeah, i heard that before, by every b-tch i ever f-cked with
but all these ratchet -ss b-tches got n-ggas on my phone talking bout some f-ckin’ sh-t
[chorus]
[verse 2: king-iso]
sh-t, n-ggas thinking it be all rapping. (man f-ck this rap sh-t n-gga)
wolfing all up on the internet i wanna vim and start acting
(what’s good my n-gga?)
be up at these shows and i snuck a gun in just in case i gotta wet y’all n-ggas
on the set for rap, if it wasn’t for the music but i never would’ve met y’all n-ggas
i be on my a wax all outta shape, doesn’t really matter gotta glock on my waist
but i don’t give a f-ck how big blood is if a n-gga try me getting mopped in the face
young brazy -ss n-gga that i’ll k!ll if i have to it’s good i ain’t tripping
all rapping -ss n-ggas act hard but it’s funny how i’m young and got you shook like b-tches
n-gga talk big but they won’t walk one, talk about fade but they ain’t caught one
imma disrespect n-ggas so motherf-cking bad, have em lured at the pad, like n-gga spark one
i ain’t f-cking with you foul -ss n-ggas, know where i’m at but don’t wanna get down -ss n-ggas
all rap about it but you ain’t bout that, n-gga’s you bomedy out the hood old blawn -ss n-gga
ghost town blood and my red rag hanging, f-ck rap sh-t n-gga
f-ck what you was saying
f-ck you and anybody who -ssociated with you, from your hood to your kids on the set, i ain’t playing
see me from the shutters if you b-tch n-ggas think you can whoop iso
got this local n-gga saving up, promoters like “please don’t bug iso”
[chorus]
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