Insanity Manson Family (Ft. Lord Infamous)

[Hook: C-Rock]
Hitmen in this hoe when we are family, insanity
Choppin' body parts into infinity, my Tennessee's
React to (?) reflex, my enemies were sent to me
Leave a bloody mess up on the ceiling, now a memory
Scattered bladders, I don't give a piss about a ratta-tatta
Surgical steel placed, I open up your chest, now blood splatters
Beggin' me to stop or save yo (?) because it do not matter
Welcome to the dark side, now reducing you to human cattle

[Verse 1: Lil Jack]
Witnessing pain from these motherfucking buckshots
Mind twisted, bliss from hallucinations, ammunition spittin'
Here a niggas face is pointed fourties and thirty, thirty, thirty gauges
Massacre, mind gone and thrown off coke
Nine chromes and blown off throats
(?) out the sun roof, move, we shoot
With the chrome tec nine and a black deuce deuce
With the mask out, tryin' to (?) shock
Seventeen shot, double M Glock
Nervous with a hole in his skull
(?) gettin' dug, swerve to the curb
Reefer, Hennessy
Bringin' out my Manson Tennessee's
I pistol whoop a motherfucker til I think he dead
It's the four shot mag and a carcass ready
Silencers, calibers, thinkin' 'bout a chainsaw massacre
Head straight to da door with da calico
Uh, gone off a pile of coke
Slug to the motherfucking chamber
Ski mask you scary bitch
Pistol grip, snub-nose, thirty gauge hammers
We ride you scary bitch