Twisted Insane - In The Dirt lyrics

[Twisted Insane:] What have I become? Just another dumb drunk Who was raised in the slums Some waste of some cum? That little biddy n***a in a world full of giants fee fi fo fum Kicked out of every school I ever f**ing went to Momma told me I was always violent Every time I go into a cla** All the kids was talking I was always silent And when I be out [Charlie Ray:] Riding, I be on that solo tip Everybody wonder where this n***a goes when I'm lit When I vanish at the drop of a hat and I fall back They thinking it's all rap Til the .44 click But you don't know sh** About me and my agenda Actions, and people that I been to Hell and back with Now we all galactic Cities on my map, quick And enemies Imma bend em like I'm Bane Only represent for the gangs And you n***as will respect what I claim [Twisted Insane:] And I could be the reason that I'm feelin so much pain And everybody always wanna pick a n***a brain My kids gotta eat Who the f** is gonna feed em If I die today That b**h will have a n***a come and beat 'em Really mistreat 'em And have 'em walking up and down the street With no shoes on their motherf**in feet and Now I'm feeling lost [Charlie Ray:] Homie, tell me what the f** am I to do I'm just tryin to make it to Vegas so I could see my son But it cost Too much so I gotta wait cause I gotta pay to keep the medication on my tongue Or they'll toss Me up in a grave And they turn the page on a n***a like I wasn't nothin but a side show And everywhere that I go I be hearing what they thinkin they be wanting me to die slow [Twisted Insane:] And I know how the sh** is, lil n***a Life gettin' to you, so you turn to the liquor You get the plus so you turn a lil quicker Pour the bottle down your throat til it's burnin your liver [Charlie Ray:] No concern when I hit the gas peel out Like f** it if I see my last meal [Twisted Insane:] But, homie, that's real [Charlie Ray:] I feel like giving up on record deals When I'm drunk, I think I never gave a f** I never will So imagine, if I never had the music And I never was equipped with the raft to use it Like I do, when I'm lucky enough to pay a bill while you n***as make a mill with your whack acoustics And I'm through with Hollering a loose leaf Do flee With your life I'm in the movies When I'm lock on with the goonies Take your top on I be choppin em [Twisted Insane:] And I could be the one that hit you all up with the toolie Get the duck tape I'm a loose cannon I be doing sh** so random They don't make them like me, god damnit It's like I'm from a different 'nother mother f**in planet But I'm on Earth Where I've been cursed since birth Barely feeling like I'm f**ing worth-less Knowing that I really haven't learned-sh** [Charlie Ray:] Except for how I spit to make them pur-chase [Charlie Ray:] Mean til I finish like -ing, don't you see what I'm comin' through We bleed for the right to speak And yo trees and there's nothin new And when everything that you seein' is not What you think it's worth Believe me, Imma keep my feet on this rock til I'm in the dirt Mean til I finish like -ing, don't you see what I'm comin' through We bleed for the right to speak And yo trees and there's nothin new And when everything that you seein' is not What you think it's worth Believe me, Imma keep my feet on this rock til I'm in the dirt