Twisted Insane - Brain Damage lyrics

[Intro] Right here, right here n***a, pull up. Pull up right here It's the brown one? Nah, it's that one right there Come on Quiet n***a, you walkin' loud than a motherf**a Damn near tip-toein n***a IP address said it was this house right here Don't knock n***a, ring the doorbell n***a; don't knock Yup n***as be woofing all that sh** on the internet; Think n***as won't show up to their motherf**in' hou... Here he come.. [door opens] BRAIN [gunshot] Come on n***a [footsteps] [car doors slam, engine turns over and tires screech away] [Verse 1: King I.S.O.] I'm sick of n***as on the internet Make a n***a wanna get a TEC Then I gotta hit him in the neck Everybody I know I've been a vet Flow cancerous, whole can and just Smoke a n***a like a cigarette Wet him up like sherm n***a But hold up dawg I ain't finished yet Brainsick n***as always wanna wolf like they banged out Wanna talk about a n***a but nobody wanna be callin out my name out Wanna act so hard, til' a n***a find out where you hang out Then I come through with a four five and I blow a p**y n***a brains out Now you got a bloodstained couch, you know it's them got a stained blouse With a man in front of the same house with a clay on like a stake out You better be duckin', I'm ready to buzz on any n***a like a grayhound You can even be with yo kids at the playground Treat the body like a steakhouse, you don't wanna get laid out Better f** you all night, tryna hear me with the hate now It was all cool until I said you better hit my PayPal Wanna talk sh** well guess what I know where you stay now I don't know why motherf**as be thinking it's some game n***a f** around and get murdered homie, you dealing with them grave diggers n***as ain't no artist with a gun, me and my n***as paint pictures Owe me, I OD, get popped like some pain k**ers Me and my n***as dangerous, pop a n***a in the pancreas Mad man with a gat man I swear I'm the angriest Put that man in the trash can with a bag man who you playin' with? Batman with a catscan? I swear he's on some crazy sh** Damn right Frankenstein ask me where my screw's at These n***as ain't psychos, I got paperwork to prove that Bet my son eat these p**y n***as like some fruit snacks On the hood, I get up on a n***a head like a doo rag Shout out to my Loc n***as, where the real Damus at? Esses, and the Juggalos, Brainiacs where you at? Ever catch a n***a hating on brainsick, homie, better shoot that motherf**er right in his face like Insane, n***a we do that [Hook: Twisted Insane - 2X] Come get your brain damaged! - What? n***as actin' like a motherf**a when I pull up at ya house and burn a b**h up like I'm savage Come get your brain damaged! - But!... People be thinkin' it's safe until I'm in the b**h and murderin' ?they kids?, I could let 'em have it [Verse 2: Bleezo] Psychopathic, I'm a sicko Bodybag a n***as kenfolk Problematic with an automatic shooting hollow tips at your benzo Skitzo-phrenic when I mix a shot of gnqc with the indo Tip-toe through a n***a's pad and leave his mom and dad with a slit throat Then get ghost in a Pontiac with my pockets fat what they hit fo'? Shipped a couple packs to my n***a sav told me “ship mo” Catch me up in the trap getting these racks out of a thick hoe In it to win it and ripping b**h n***as in half if my chips low CRIP LOC! Affilated with damu's and piru's that co*k tools and pop fools, and leave a n***a with his wig blown Sicc-n-vicious infected with that cannibalistic syndrome Savage with it ammunition and blast n***as until the clips gone Factor business i stacking chips on the ave with 36 zones In a black infinity crack the henny and snap quicker than a wishbone When I step in the function and I'm clutching and n***a if it's really funk then I'm dumping motherf**ers slumped Yeah cause is the last thing you want to be tripping on Does Kleatus know I'm strapped? Young bleezo goes beast mode when I'm breathing on the track Getting c notes on the dlo, moving kilos of crack Off of weed smoke with a freak hoe getting deep throat in the back of a lac' better believe hoe I'm a Mack I'm slapping cbo when I'm reloading the gat Like a Jordan Jersey I'll put 23 holes in your back Been k**ing sh** since 02 got the og's quoting my raps And if you're trying to get a feature i'ma need more than a rack Cway mixed with the brainsick get cha face split with that fake sh** Mr wade spit then It's greatness (Behold cause I'm back) I slang zips on the late shift getting paid chips when your main b**h bet these fake n******gs gonna hate that (Bleezo is on the map) Gripping the stainless and anxious to put a peek hole in your hat n***a I'm faded and wasted sipping on lean gone off of wax Lyrically heinous and Dangerous So let the streets know that I'm back Twisted Insane and King ISO featuring Bleezo, it's a rap! [Interlude: Twisted Insane] *We're sorry, the number you have dialed is not in service at this time* n***a, you gotta be mothaf**in' kiddin' me, n***a! This mothaf**a gave me the wrong number?! Heh.. heh heh heh... Get my car keys! [Hook: Twisted Insane - 2X] Come get your brain damaged! - What? n***as actin' like a motherf**a when I pull up at ya house and burn a b**h up like I'm savage Come get your brain damaged! - But! People be thinkin' it's safe until I'm in the b**h and murderin' ?they kids?, I could let 'em have it [Verse 3: Twisted Insane] Sick of mothaf**as all up in a n***a face and talkin' 'bout a battle Combination like abomination make a n***a wanna go and tattle Freddy Krueger, run up to you, put the gun up in you, whack him like a f*ggo I'm already knowin' I'mma k** a mothaf**a anyway because he will go babble Click-clack, pistol whippin' and I eat him like he was a Kit-Kat You ain't gotta pay attention but you're gonna listen, little n***a, this that sh** that make you wanna murder anybody comin' at you sidways Like I'm a Tyrannosaurus, I'm a carnivore, I make your b**hes' p**y wanna fit that They don't wanna see gorilla that'll eat a n***a like he was a deep dish Pizza, happy to finally meet ya, I'm still off Ol' English Everybody lookin' at a mothaf**a like a n***a full of favors But I put it on my mama when I tell you I bring drama, I mean this They want no part of me, I leave a n***a drawers full of sh**stains So sick of n***as on the internet talkin' 'bout they do big thangs When I find and meet 'em face to face I pull up in a ?833? you go Lookin' like a funny daddy when they run up on me I be like 'n***a, here. This lame' Hate to be that one mothaf**a, but yeah, n***a, I'm that guy! Get off in the dome, ?raise up and moan?, yeah, b**h, it's the bad guy Ain't nobody on my radar, you can play hard, it's a act, ?guy? I'm Incredible hopefully got my n***a for my ?stomach? n***a with a black eye Voodoo, better think about it real long 'fore you say sh** The hardest n***as on the underground, ain't nobody f**in' with the Brainsick! All a n***a know is I'm so dope I don't say sh** I pull out my dick, put it up in a b**h for motivation Mothaf**as know who rock, no, I'm not no 2Pac Walk up on 'em with a mask on and stretch a n***a like tube socks What the f** you mean you get the b**h on your team when She s** a n***a dick every time I see the ho like *gagging* n***a, that's on mamas, you don't want that drama Little homies that'll pull up at your spot and let loose with the lamas I don't really give a sh** about what n***as talkin' 'bout up on the internet I'm gonna catch a n***a face to face and I'mma k** a mothaf**a like Osama