[Chorus: Twisted Insane]
I'm on
Keys to the city
We on
Roll with me
In my zone
Rollin' with many
We get blown
So blow with me
I'm on (you can ge-ge-get it)
So we on (we can ge-ge-get it)
I'm on (you can ge-ge-get it)
So we on (we can ge-ge-get it)
If I'm on
(They find me in the room with a bag full of happy)
Then we on
(Floatin' on my shrooms, I'm in tune, Laffy Taffy)
If I'm on
(They find me in the room with a bag full of happy)
Then we on
(Floatin' on my shrooms, I'm in tune, Laffy Taffy)
[Verse 1: Twisted Insane]
?Snut? came home for the summer (damn)
School been out for a month (month)
Wildin' out, ridin' in the Hummer (wooh)
Brainsickin', wе only live once (yeah)
Ridin' on thе bus with 17 bucks
I can barely even get some lunch (uh)
You wanna hit the show on the front row?
Well, I don't even make that much (damn)
Meat up on the griddle, you can find me in the middle
Posted in the spot, who would'a thought that it was rizzle
Mixed up with some soda, yeah, the pop to make it fizzle
It's hard to head on home when they so lit up like a missile
They find me in the room with a bag full of happy
Floatin' on my shrooms, I'm in tune, Laffy Taffy
Try'na be bool, why is you lookin' at me?
Sit up and then wait for new-news from my granny
Someone gotta make it, I don't wanna hit the exit till I do
I don't wanna be all lit up when they get all tied down from the brew
Hook him up next to the mic and they all look like "who?"
Twisted Insane, [?]
Now I'm back with a new one for you to bump
I promise on my mama even you will thump
Oh what, you got a hundred new followers?
Hey son! He think he doin' sum'n
I'm on
Keys to the city
We on
Roll with me
In my zone
Rollin' with many
We get blown
So blow with me
I'm on (you can ge-ge-get it)
So we on (we can ge-ge-get it)
I'm on (you can ge-ge-get it)
So we on (we can ge-ge-get it)
If I'm on
(They find me in the room with a bag full of happy)
Then we on
(Floatin' on my shrooms, I'm in tune, Laffy Taffy)
If I'm on
(They find me in the room with a bag full of happy)
Then we on
(Floatin' on my shrooms, I'm in tune, Laffy Taffy)
[Verse 1: Twisted Insane]
?Snut? came home for the summer (damn)
School been out for a month (month)
Wildin' out, ridin' in the Hummer (wooh)
Brainsickin', wе only live once (yeah)
Ridin' on thе bus with 17 bucks
I can barely even get some lunch (uh)
You wanna hit the show on the front row?
Well, I don't even make that much (damn)
Meat up on the griddle, you can find me in the middle
Posted in the spot, who would'a thought that it was rizzle
Mixed up with some soda, yeah, the pop to make it fizzle
It's hard to head on home when they so lit up like a missile
They find me in the room with a bag full of happy
Floatin' on my shrooms, I'm in tune, Laffy Taffy
Try'na be bool, why is you lookin' at me?
Sit up and then wait for new-news from my granny
Someone gotta make it, I don't wanna hit the exit till I do
I don't wanna be all lit up when they get all tied down from the brew
Hook him up next to the mic and they all look like "who?"
Twisted Insane, [?]
Now I'm back with a new one for you to bump
I promise on my mama even you will thump
Oh what, you got a hundred new followers?
Hey son! He think he doin' sum'n
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