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Twisted Insane – MDK

Albums: Twisted Insane – Sickopatomous
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Lyrics Twisted Insane – MDK

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Murder, death, kill, nigga
Murder, death, kill, nigga
Murder, death, kill, nigga
Murder, death, kill, nigga

One for the Brainsick people
Never made it equal
Two’s for the sicko sequel
I been known to get in your cerebral
Some say I’m evil and I be like motherfucker, nigga blocka, blocka wit the eagle
I will just pop and drop it so up evil
Hit you with choppa, choppa til you see through
I’m chained up like a pitbull
You got a voodoo workin’ in, nigga Rick Ru’
You talkin’ shit I’ll leave you foes up like an igloo
The megalodon and you’re lookin’ like your fish food
The Megatron and I’m finna shoot a missile
I drop the bomb, homie shoot up your tissue
You hit my phone if you do got an issue
Then they gon’ fuck wit me shoot through your tissue
Now I got your base too shook
Throw your meat up in a pot and maybe they will cook
They be talkin’ ’bout the Brain like maybe they is crooks
Your body, bloody in a coffin nigga they will put
The heat up in the kitchen nigga like a label should
You want a whoopin’, come to Missou, ride this neighborhood
I took ’em all to wocka blocka, nigga they was good
I beat you all into submission, blood a baby could
Shit, I’m off of the long kong and I’m all hit up
Raw with the chainsaw til they all give up
They don’t want me on the corner, blood I leave em all hit up

But I wanna hold my breath like you bitches all hiccups
Eenie, meenie, miney, mo, catch a tagger by his toe
I’m low and then they go in, no shit
Murder, death, kill, anybody want it, won’t you come and get it
I be posted with the homies, Brainsick nigga

Murder, death, kill, nigga
Murder, death, kill, nigga
Murder, death, kill, nigga
Murder, death, kill, nigga
Murder, death, kill, nigga
Murder, death, kill, nigga
Murder, death, kill, nigga
Murder, death, kill, nigga

And they don’t want that Wu-Tang flow
Big Daddy Kane and when I came in wit’ the new kango
You brought no pistol, nigga tell me, what do you bang fo’?
I’m runnin’ past you motherfuckers like I’m Usain Bolt
I’m runnin’ races, goin places, nigga, you can’t go
It’s Mortal Kombat and you people with the Liu Kang flow
When chewin’ on your face, it tasted like a new mango
And pull up on you, pistol hangin’ out the Durango, nigga
I go with the flow, told you, I’m fo’rilla
Pot, bodies get dropped on the fo’ wheeler
Brain full of insane, like I’m no nigga, told you niggas from the get go I’m a gorilla
Bullets rip up your tissue
I’ve been a sick gift, you got an issue?
Chop off ya head, then I kill ya bitch too
I bring a blade that cut like gut in two
You did it, but we’re underneath
You played it cool because you knew that I would bust the heat
You’re lookin’ for the way to get out but you’re stuck with me
The bodies pile up, bite em all up, nigga trust the leap
I wish you would cause I’ma pull it from way underneath
Fuck it, yes, I’m ‘posed to tap a nigga but will leak
And that’s a fact I double back to where your brosta’s be you shoulda talk about that shit before you fuck with me nigga
They wolfin’ on the phone, when I show up, they all hit up
They stick around so I could be there and they all get up
If anybody speak about the Brain, they all lit up
Take a trip into my mind, I give you all venom
Eenie, meenie, miney, mo, catch a tagger by his toe
I’m low and then they go in, no shit
Murder, death, kill, anybody want it, won’t you come and get it
I be posted with the homies, Brainsick nigga

Murder, death, kill, nigga
Murder, death, kill, nigga
Murder, death, kill, nigga
Murder, death, kill, nigga
Murder, death, kill, nigga
Murder, death, kill, nigga
Murder, death, kill, nigga
Murder, death, kill, nigga

Album

Twisted Insane – Sickopatomous