What’s Up Twisted Insane

[Intro: Scarface Sample]
You’re all a bunch of fuckin' assholes
You know why?
You don’t have guts to be who you want to be
You need people like me
You need people like me so you can point your fuckin' fingers…
And say that’s the bad guy

[Twisted Insane]
I get tired of it... huh
Everything
I’ve had it up to here
Nigga I ain’t wrote shit to this yet
Fuck it I’m just gonna come in like this though, look
Ugh, ugh, yeah

[Verse 1]
What’s up?
You remember talking to me on the phone
Actin' like you was a gangsta?
Never thought that I would pull up
With an automatic and some bull nuts
I could run up on you, put the gun up on you
But I’d really rather just bank it, so umm... what’s up? (sup nigga?)
Two armed men
Wait up in the parking lot for you to go to lunch time
One pulls out
One blockin’ you in, makin' it hard for you to leave and
If you make it past I’ll put my foot up on the gas
I’ll pull em and i dub nines, nigga, what’s up?
The 40 bottle and the brain got a nigga gone off malt liquor
He was talkin' like he really wanna put a flame to that bitch, shit
His brain may be sick, but
Mine is much sicker. Brainiacs, what’s up?
They don’t want no fade, homie it's 'bout time to dip
They don’t want that trap pull up on a singer, hit 'em with a MAC
100 Bloods in this muthafucka backed up by a 100 Crips nigga
What’s up?