Twisted Insane - N.T.S. lyrics

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Twisted Insane - N.T.S. lyrics

[Verse 1: Twisted Insane] Friday, the 13th n***a that's monster sh** Great big n***a like Frankenstein, hop in the whip with a monster b**h Slice through hoes like Freddy Kruger, wait for you n***as like Doctor Satan I had to come harder than your favorite rapper, that's why I kept all you people waiting [Brief Jeopardy-styled music] Friday, the 13th Pamela Voorhees sh** Lead motherf**ers straight to they d**h, call me the black Jack Kevorkian I'm like a werewolf Michael Jackson thriller, on the full moon you can test your luck I hunt motherf**ers deep in the woods, I even give a head start buddy best of luck Yeah, I be in the corner like a n***a who was bout to murder you was sick Until he get and catch a n***a slippin' he grew up in this sh** and I ain't leave until the homie got a fist full of Motorola, pissed getting naked with this b**h, black man and I'ma sign up for a full-meal ticket Got this foo' wipe out a blade so I'm knowing anything a n***a say sh** he'll deal with it Yeah, I be off of cop sh**, wild sh** eating everybody, crocodile wit Get up in the morning and a n***a run a mile we can play a little game but a sin is never childish Flow so dos know i'm too wicked, punch you in the face and make a ho go out and get it sh**ted on all the motherf**ing competition and I look em in the face and tell em I did it, n***a [Hook] Night time x16 Night time sh** x16 [Verse 2] Octo-ber 31st, that's Halloween n***a I'm the real life Michael Myers, look you dead in the eye while I eat your spleen Shout out to Wes Craven, Stephen King, Clive Barker and the rest that do horror themes I be leaving motherf**ers whole body numb, when I spit you would think you on morphine, n***a Brainsick, Muzik but homie that's all I know Spend my time doing this rapping sh**, if I didn't have this I'd be kicking doors If I didn't have this I'd be pimping hoes put em on the block, tell em get to work What the f** you mean you ain't got no money? Pull out your titties b**h lift your skirt Yeah, acting like a phantom I be at em in the parking lot and ready for the k**in I am like a super villian When I open up and drill em better know who you was dealin when a n***a finna peel em I get deep into your mental if your money to the ceiling Chainsaw brains raw I get ignant, f** a n***a talkin' bout the peace sh** catch em in the streets, clip in it gets vindictive Every time I catch them in the street they be cheesy at the cheeks with the peace sh** Speak with hella respect but on the phone check he was acting like a n***a with the G sh** He so wit' yo switch yo b**h a** n***as ain't f**ing with me and my kind I'm sitting in the dark room during broad daylight if you lookin' for me you can find me in the [Hook] [Outro] Help me get this motherf**er out the trunk, n***a C'mon, ttake him back here, n***a, back here homie sh**, back over here in the dark Ain't nobody back here, n***a. (Gunshot)