Murda Kill - Twisted Insane, Skilteck

Murda kill, die now nigga’s like murda kill

Run if your bitch ass-set nigga hold on to this muthafucka

Put his ass on the murder will (brainsick)

Did the motherfucker on the murder kill

Run if your bitch ass want

If my fists dont get it well the a who

Then a who then

The murder will

Mind full of sick thoughts (x8)

Im always having visions of my death

Waitin for the reaper, nigga what up?

Im posted in the corner with the tech

It’s the shit to make you little niggas shut up

I hit the corner store to get some lays

I tried to grab the wheel but i was faded

Ive been drinking take a where for 30 days

At the rate that i was going

Man I barely fuckin made it blood

Run up on em I get it manic

And i fill em on the ceiling with the sick thoughts

You bein the bitch and i be in the whip lookin for a nigga

Wrist-watch

You be talking boutta motherfucka like he really wanna get his bitch shot

Ass hurt, what you really wanna do

I got the hoe stroke on this cock

Amazing

Everbody want a little for a little tasting

Go ahead thats more bread

I got more head than Beijing

Sick up in the brain

Maintain no pain

Give no fucks, mind full of sick thoughts

Fuck you thought bitch im raging

Blaze it

Saddles surrounding me now im huge

Faded off into me i can’t remember, the weed

Go to hell of a lamb and where the fuck i begin?

Sippin with the poor with the pornstars and gin

I win, im on tinman

Bitch Im on my head-band

Bret Hart sharp shooter

Bitch im sure you did that

Take you in the bathroom

Eat the pussy like a head cat

My harpoon, dont tell me that you wig that

Im different, times up

Take your bitch into a mind fuck

At the hotel door lookin like my shows they all lined up

Ain’t nobody finna tell you your times up

Insane so brainsick

There is no need to remind us

Filled up with the sickness

Chained up like a pitbul

You run away

Holla mayday everyday just like a bitch do

You keep making sure my name is all up in your mouth

And ill be making sure your ass is caught up with a clip full nigga

(Hook):

Murda kill, die now nigga’s like murda kill

Run if your bitch ass-set nigga hold on to this muthafucka

Put his ass on the murder will (brainsick)

Did the motherfucker on the murder kill

Run if your bitch ass want

If my fists dont get it well the a who

Then a who then

The murder will

Mind full of sick thoughts (x8)

I tried to tell them all that i was dangerous

They ain’t pay attention to me when I

Told em all I will deal em on some pancakes

Save the rest for lunch and some for dinner

I told em all I will be back in the end

The bitch, you tried to cover up the peephole

But i ain’t stoppin till you got a shit bag and your pissin blood from out your

motherfuckin pee hole

Bitch you wanna war then you can take these

Take heat

Lay him on the floor and watch the brains leak

May he rest in peace, a beast

So quick and breezy

Wait we have to get the fuck up out

The safe weak

Ain’t we mobile

Doing funny shit to get me in your photo

Dont you want to be down with the brainsick?

no go

Walk into my functions you just there in like a pogo

And i know all my lyrics they put one in my solo

On a mission when im comin through a nigga window

Back up, masked up, hold up

Where the fuck a nigga been bro?

You been undercover like a mothafucka

Fuck you talkin bout you been broke

If i knew you was still here your bitch ass wouldve been smoked

Bummy

Layin down in the dirt with no money

Niggas talk hella hard till they start to run from me

Put em in the front seat

Prepare to crash dummy

(doo doo doo doo doo)

Thats what you get for acting hella funny

Turned into a vegetable

In a corner screaming bleeding out your testicles

And ain’t no bitch to be wanna be caught sittin next to you

He was too busy thinking too much with the rest of you

I bite like a pitbil

You run away everyday just like a bitch do

Nigga makin sure my name is all up in your mouth

And ill be makin sure your ass is caught up with a clip full, nigga

(Hook):

Murda kill, die now nigga’s like murda kill

Run if your bitch ass-set nigga hold on to this muthafucka

Put his ass on the murder will (brainsick)

Did the motherfucker on the murder kill

Run if your bitch ass want

If my fists dont get it well the a who

Then a who then

The murder will

Mind full of sick thoughts (x8)