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twisted insane – eat the evidence lyrics

[intro]
into the darkness…
through the tunnels of abyss [with a psycho?]
twisted insane
eat the evidence
ha ha ha ha ha ha

[verse 1]
he didn’t hear me creep
he reached for the heat, so i shot him in his perm
why the f-ck you think a n-gg- go from town to town because a n-gg- put it down like i was [gotti?] off of sherm
the roof’s on fire, let the motherf-cka burn
and they will nevah learn to unda-estimate my visions
i’m sicka than [pneumonia?] and i come from california, we run up ya, my n-gg-, [we do?] dig for exhibitions
break n-gg-‘s jaws in the middle of the street, i got people that’s [stealin?] evil, [than when?] take a n-gg- fade
[hurtin her?], n-body heard of na’, but i’ve been servin the purpose, we finna bust up in they crib, that’s on the gang
so brainsick…
think about a n-gg- when i pop one in my clip
f-ck a b-tch!
i’m so aggressive, i cut a n-gg-, disection, [get the rest of this?] [?], take a bath in his guts and sh-t
i’m gang green
n-gg-, don’t be talkin ’bout we on the same team
bullsh-t!
i just bought a new k, shoulda seen the look on a n-gg- face when a mothaf-cka pulled it
rag on my face, gang bangin with the pistol out the window, finna whistle to ya momma house
in the end, everyone of you m-th-f-ckas can feel the wraith of a n-gg- that’ll blast, [bring the drama?] out
shoot the block up, hit my n-gg- key loom, tell em that a n-gg- needa come [and boast?]
i’m doin the [smoochles?] [?] [did it?] in broad daylight, pick a flight to the [poker?] [?]
now homie, i’m 5150, blood on my d-ck, strictly infurious n-gg- to put you in a tomb
filla fo’ realla, kill, [pilla?], godzilla [villain?], when i’m pullin b-tches all up out the womb, i’m twisted insane!
[bridge]
[eat the evidence]
i want him to carve me with blade…
[eat the evidence]
i want no mercy…
[eat the evidence]

[hook x2]
i will get him up, we gon get em up
let’s just split em up
i don’t give a f-ck
[happy clown?] pick him up, then they zip him up

[verse 2]
i woke up out my sleep with the devil at my feet
lookin at me like i was [something?] about to [be?]
but maybe it was something ’bout the evidence i eat
should have of never known because i’m always on the creep
n-gg-s always lookin at me cuz i throw grenades…
and i will take a m-th-f-ckin fade
take a bullet from the clip and put it in your face
[and if they clear, might?] hop over the gate
outta diego, california come the twisted insane!
who just smokin, puffin on the doja
got so many individual wolfin at the lip, i told you imma get my sh-t, well m-th-f-cka, thought i told ya
risen from the belly of the beast, and turn the [beats into peach-red pieces of?] [?] brainsick
[if i only could witness the phone and take a baffler?] up on a mission, [and they were listenin to this spit game sick?]
psycho, finatical, i will scribe one in ya dome
[and may go?] mothaf-ckas by the minute
might get a little faded off of doja, [but you might think that i’m popey by the way a n-gg-‘s slurpin off of spinach?]
i’m givin a f-ck, and givin it up, [a n-gg- by? my side
suddenly, i will be the one to first take flight
there’s so many n-gg-s that’s runnin cuz i be dumpin and have em throwin up mucus and bl–dy p-ss all night!
aim for the brain, [?] cuz we shoot [from the?] [?] to the afro
aim for the [main frame?] [?] [-sshole?]
cuz i be on a m-th-f-ckin fence
for me to make a mistake, it will be no kinda sense
i am the one to be posted up [and?] [?] whenever you wanna get away [?] the evidence

[bridge]
[eat the evidence]
i want him to cut off my toes… and my feet
[eat the evidence]
i want him to cut off my toes… and my feet… and work allll the way up
[eat the evidence]

[hook]

you have a hard on already?

- twisted insane lyrics

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