Diabolical Verse Twisted Insane

[Verse 1: Twisted Insane]
And after that So dope shit, they notice
I'm mean like it's Halloween with no "Hocus Pocus"
I'm clean like a guillotine that slice through your throats
Bitch please nobody wants your ass your shit got the roaches

Nobody wanna fuck around with a bitch who got mildew
Soon as he hit the door won't you show him the real you
I can't believe the shit these niggas let you get away with
If you'd of been my bitch I would've motherfucking killed you

Then I'm off and live in Colorado while my niggas, they be on Park Hill
Brained out, got a bang out like '94 for real
What the fuck you mean chill, nigga? Insane has no chill just
Chew a motherfuckers face as I make them my meal

I don't even wanna be around him if he ain't no rider
Grew up and I threw up with real south east siders
Niggas that good night ya, walk up to you when you having
A picnic at the park with your bitch and provide ya

Brainsick reminiscent of a nigga hung up like Jesus
No lines sicker than ebola since I came out that fetus
I only get my kicks in jackin off my dick or stompin a
Niggas face in with a shell-toe Adidas