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bloody - twisted insane & t-rock lyrics

[intro]
what are you doing here?
you rat piece of sh*t! you rat motherf*cker!

[chorus]
i signed a contract and put a hit on my enemy
i will red out in blood and then i give the assassin bread
should never started sh*t with me, this is how gangster sh*t can be karma for hating
the envy k!llers have your head
i could care less about tyrants, i got something for my rivals
i am maniacal, michael myers if i stab ’em
but i’m not that, i’m just a man who is protecting him
and his family if you come at him, hit you with the magnum

[verse 1: twisted insane]
pack up on him with a milli
find yourself on the corner and face*to*face with a k!ller
only about a minute before you done up and finished
i promise i will diminish, you’re dealing with a godzilla
got people that’s running, hiding, and living up in a villa
back up, back up before i go bracka bracka your dome
we can meet up, get beat up, i bring the venom, it’s on
bl**dy bodies will cover the floor when i pull the throne
they don’t want it with n*ggas that really about the business
i mortal kombat and finish ’em, put ’em up in the sack
i told you from the beginning you’re dealing with mega villain
a forty finger will drill ’em and take ’em up off the map (ugh)
headed out before the bullet hit your dome (n*gga)
already got scamming, better get your phone (n*gga)
call up everybody, tell ’em that it’s on (n*gga)
man around the corner with the milli chrome
n*ggas in my circle h*lla bl**dy with the whoop whoop
ain’t n0body missing, hit the body when they shoot shoot
dozen bullet holes up inside the homies cool cool
i’m sick of n*ggas lying, b*tch, i’m riding with the true true
n*ggas about that bullsh*t, i’ma pull on you n*ggas too
b*tch i act a fool, i will do what i say i do
they don’t wanna get me, they would’ve been already hit me
give the remi and the henny, get in the mini*van and park
i ain’t waiting, i’ma walk up on ’em, pop and get to spraying
and they body is decaying, leave ’em laying in the dark
a black mask and a cold blade
i was standing thinking “no way”
and nowhere for me to go
wound was covered in the blood
no love, black gloves like i’m o.j
i get up in ’em like
[chorus]
i signed a contract and put a hit on my enemy
i will red out in blood and then i give the assassin bread
should never started sh*t with me, this is how gangster sh*t can be karma for hating
the envy k!llers have your head
i could care less about tyrants, i got something for my rivals
i am maniacal, michael myers if i stab ’em
but i’m not that, i’m just a man who is protecting him
and his family if you come at him, hit you with the magnum

[verse 2: t*rock]
everybody saying how they down for the cause, how they blood been true
but you ain’t had love for a n*gga how a n*gga had love for you
never knew that you would work with a rat
but you was a serpent in fact
i woulda trusted you around my mama and children and gave you the shirt off my back
tryna to do right by the savages, pave through and you like you weak, they wrong embracing
meaning if you give a motherf*cker jewels they’ll come looking for the treasure in a home invasion
sharing my information with you, we had a bond, i thought it was strong and sacred
now i got vengeance in the making, highly antic*p*ted though it’s long awaited (huh)
i go, ain’t sh*t with the glock fool
macho as a new age pablo
pop hoes like pimples, the prognose on the opp, we are not close
you will get dropped hoe, i’m hostile to a hostel
my diablo’s giving n*ggas shot clothes
stop hoes right there in the middle of they tracks, burn flesh in the pyro’s
everybody got ghosts, my toast to the high hopes
better yet she your high hoe, better let the cops know
you cats know if he will drop stone, in warfare i’m picasso
for that mail, that betrayal, get your b*tch ass impaled
i bring h*ll ’til you bail, worshippers hunting my trail
[chorus]
i signed a contract and put a hit on my enemy
i will red out in blood and then i give the assassin bread
should never started sh*t with me, this is how gangster sh*t can be karma for hating
the envy k!llers have your head
i could care less about tyrants, i got something for my rivals
i am maniacal, michael myers if i stab ’em
but i’m not that, i’m just a man who is protecting him
and his family if you come at him, hit you with the magnum

[outro]
you can run proctor but you can’t hide
come on out proctor. it was a good run proctor
this ain’t f*cking over
it is for you

- twisted insane t rock lyrics

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