[Intro: T-Rock]
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take
Or I take you bitches to Hell with me
Y'all already know what it is
Yeah, we gon' get it how we live
And we gon' speak it how we feel
Twisted Insane get into these bitches

[Verse 1: Twisted Insane]
People tell me I'm an animal (Animal)
He tried to play me and so I beat 'em
Told him I wasn't playing and he don't want no more bacon
I'm chopping up at your face and my nigga I wasn't kidding
Deadly, we kill like Freddy, be ready when I be coming
Since you're pushing the bullet I put one up in your stomach
Semi-auto will follow whenever they get to running
I preach it, they wasn't playing, them niggas really be dumping
And they don't want to get the real life, I spend life in the dungeon
Found myself with the blunt wrap, what's that? Nothing
He's about to go tighter damn, man put it on, you wasn't
Pull up with the mask on then hit about two dozen
I told 'em I was different, they gon' learn about me
He say you wanna hold up but we gon' murder with me
Put a body in the river then make him drown with the weed
Cause they wanna come back and hit 'em and with the word on my street
I got little niggas that pull up and put one up in your face
Walk up on 'em with the pistol then I pull from the waist
Told 'em I was official, my missile will hit your base
Screaming out "bloody murder' I burn 'em up in a race
I pound 'em, they found 'em dead in the street
Got to running 'em off and now we embedded with heat
When they talking to people that sound like telling to me
And now the pistol in his mouth got him feeling to speak
Somebody pray for him
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