Lyrics Twisted Insane – Flame Broil
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Blasted
Psychopathic
I’m a nigga that was in the ghetto with the 40 bottle and some rack shit, no mattress
Just a pillow on it with a head of couple different tactics
Nigga that’s it
Bullets sent to make em back flip, gone whizzin’ by
Hurry up I better duck behind a Chevy, I don’t wanna get hit and die
This motherfucker cuckoo man, voodoo with hidden ties
I was standing at the front door so it ain’t no more gettin’ by
Better get the fuck up out my face
I don’t really play, you can talk about it, but I be about it
I will pull up on em middle of the day
Hop out with the K
We didn’t really hear you on the phone
Now what you gotta say?
When they get the backtracking I be laughing at em
I will seal your fate
I would never pull up in race, soil
I’ve come a long way from makin’ pipes out of tin foil
To hot get up out the kitchen, no season, no oil
Put em all up in the oven then I burn em up, nigga, flame broil
Can’t stand the heat? Then get out
Kitchen is cooked, might be to hot in this bitch
Can’t stand the heat? Then get out
The kitchen is cooked, might be to hot in this bitch
Can’t stand the heat? Then get out
I don’t give two fucks if you thought you was an elite
If you can’t take the heat then get out
(Flame broil)
Well done
Bitch your bell rung
Spendin’ half your life trying to get up into Heaven
And then Hell come
Well rums
Rob really must be high
Thinkin’ that he welcome
Any minute he will walk up out the building
Yup, then them shells come
Time to blast off
Told you didn’t wanna last
Grab a nigga’s ass off that asphalt
Never thought he woulda run his mouth, but he did though with a glass straw
I’mma switch it up and see if you can hit a homerun with my fast ball (I will not miss)
When it’s time to really put in work
I’m the first nigga comin’ through the door with the 44, go bezerk
Eat you bitches up for dinner and I’m having chilled brains for dessert
Walk up where the bennit hop back in a 64 then ski skrrt
Never think about it when I put em in the dirt, soil
I’ve come a long way from makin’ pipes out of tin foil
Too hot, get up out the kitchen, no season, no oil
Put em all up in the oven then I burn em up, nigga, flame broil
Can’t stand the heat? Then get out
Kitchen is cooked, might be to hot in this bitch
Can’t stand the heat? Then get out
The kitchen is cooked, might be to hot in this bitch
Can’t stand the heat? Then get out
I don’t give two fucks if you don’t you bustin’ elite
If you can’t take the heat then get out
(Flame broil)
