Stompin In My Chuck T’s Twisted Insane (Ft. Guaran T)

[Intro]
Girl- "Are you sick?"
Man- "Why do you ask?"
Girl- "You look sick."
Man- "I am sick."
Girl- "You take medicine?"
Man- "There is no medicine for what I have."

[A bunch of mumbling]

[Verse 1: Twisted Insane]
Bustin a slug, got your cranium split
Dumpin em at your water melon, leavin a nigga fucked up while his ass runnin like a felon
It ain't no game, [?] name Insane, I'm dumpin em at your fuckin brain, never smokin that cocaine
I like to smoke the green
And off of the bomb weed, [to?] have you fucked, walkin around, [stuck?] like zombies
Nigga, cane ya, fuck around when I dump and nigga cane ya, fuckin around when I squeeze [a masport pump?]
I ain't no jump nigga
I likes to smoke niggas, leavin a nigga fucked up [for smokin on my roast nigga]
It's the way that I approach niggas
That make em a nervous wreck
But I hit what I'm smokin on nigga...
To keep your nerves in check
I'm dumpin away at the stomach, havin ya vomit, mucus, loogies
Suck on tampons, that's why these bitches think I'm Screwy Lewy
I likes to fuck ho's booty
Yours truly, Frankenstein
Diggin up in your beef curtains, till you bleedin from behind and I'm...