Count Brackula Twisted Insane (Ft. Dayo G)

[Verse 1: Twisted Insane]
People lookin' at me like I am Lucifer
Starin' at me funny when I pull up in the driveway with
Chainsaws in the backseat with the meat still on
Trunk filled up with the big loads and them know that I am sick
Cover it up and I tell 'em all it was some movie shit
Tell 'em it was only fireworks when fire squirt from the Uzi spit
Diarrhea from the mouth, now I'm finna drown 'em all in dookie shit
Pull up on 'em any day, anywhere, I don't really care who he with
They don't really wanna get it with the Brainsick
From the 619 all the way to worldwide with this gang shit
Televised for your enjoyment, it's pointless, ain't it?
Everybody feelin' Brainsick and he will go apeshit
Pull up on 'em with the Schwarzenegger like I'm ?ornament?
There was 40 bottle in the brain, insane with the gun in hand
Fuck around and make a Thanksgiving when I eat 'em all up like a honey ham
God damn, ?made around and? scram, I got biscuits and honey jam
'97 with a MAC-11 and a ragtop
Comin' from the dirt, put in work with the low lifes and the have nots
Find me in the dark, no love, with a bolt nut and a padlock
Better think about what you can say before you fuck around and get your ?med? shot
Count Brackula

[Bridge: Twisted Insane]
And I keep tellin' these niggas
But I don't [?] sick
Niggas want funk
But they don't wanna bust triggers
I be outside my whip
Tell 'em all jump
Breath still smellin' like liquor
15 pound in my shit
Biddy-bum-bump
Rappers will claim they all ill
But they ain't sick like this
Brackula