[Intro]
Right here, right here nigga, pull up. Pull up right here
It's the brown one?
Nah, it's that one right there
Come on
Quiet nigga, you walkin' loud than a motherfucka
Damn near tip-toein nigga
IP address said it was this house right here
Don't knock nigga, ring the doorbell nigga; don't knock
Yup
Niggas be woofing all that shit on the internet;
Think niggas won't show up to their motherfuckin' hou...
Here he come..
[door opens]
BRAIN
[gunshot]
Come on nigga
[footsteps]
[car doors slam, engine turns over and tires screech away]
[Verse 1: King I.S.O.]
I'm sick of niggas on the internet
Make a nigga wanna get a TEC
Then I gotta hit him in the neck
Everybody I know I've been a vet
Flow cancerous, whole can and just
Smoke a nigga like a cigarette
Wet him up like sherm nigga
But hold up dawg I ain't finished yet
Brainsick
Niggas always wanna wolf like they banged out
Wanna talk about a nigga but nobody wanna be callin out my name out
Wanna act so hard, til' a nigga find out where you hang out
Then I come through with a four five and I blow a pussy nigga brains out
Now you got a bloodstained couch, you know it's them got a stained blouse
With a man in front of the same house with a clay on like a stake out
You better be duckin', I'm ready to buzz on any nigga like a grayhound
You can even be with yo kids at the playground
Treat the body like a steakhouse, you don't wanna get laid out
Better fuck you all night, tryna hear me with the hate now
It was all cool until I said you better hit my PayPal
Wanna talk shit well guess what I know where you stay now
I don't know why motherfuckas be thinking it's some game nigga
Fuck around and get murdered homie, you dealing with them grave diggers
Niggas ain't no artist with a gun, me and my niggas paint pictures
Owe me, I OD, get popped like some pain killers
Me and my niggas dangerous, pop a nigga in the pancreas
Mad man with a gat man I swear I'm the angriest
Put that man in the trash can with a bag man who you playin' with?
Batman with a catscan? I swear he's on some crazy shit
Damn right
Frankenstein ask me where my screw's at
These niggas ain't psychos, I got paperwork to prove that
Bet my son eat these pussy niggas like some fruit snacks
On the hood, I get up on a nigga head like a doo rag
Shout out to my Loc niggas, where the real Damus at?
Esses, and the Juggalos, Brainiacs where you at?
Ever catch a nigga hating on brainsick, homie, better shoot that motherfucker right in his face like Insane, nigga we do that
Right here, right here nigga, pull up. Pull up right here
It's the brown one?
Nah, it's that one right there
Come on
Quiet nigga, you walkin' loud than a motherfucka
Damn near tip-toein nigga
IP address said it was this house right here
Don't knock nigga, ring the doorbell nigga; don't knock
Yup
Niggas be woofing all that shit on the internet;
Think niggas won't show up to their motherfuckin' hou...
Here he come..
[door opens]
BRAIN
[gunshot]
Come on nigga
[footsteps]
[car doors slam, engine turns over and tires screech away]
[Verse 1: King I.S.O.]
I'm sick of niggas on the internet
Make a nigga wanna get a TEC
Then I gotta hit him in the neck
Everybody I know I've been a vet
Flow cancerous, whole can and just
Smoke a nigga like a cigarette
Wet him up like sherm nigga
But hold up dawg I ain't finished yet
Brainsick
Niggas always wanna wolf like they banged out
Wanna talk about a nigga but nobody wanna be callin out my name out
Wanna act so hard, til' a nigga find out where you hang out
Then I come through with a four five and I blow a pussy nigga brains out
Now you got a bloodstained couch, you know it's them got a stained blouse
With a man in front of the same house with a clay on like a stake out
You better be duckin', I'm ready to buzz on any nigga like a grayhound
You can even be with yo kids at the playground
Treat the body like a steakhouse, you don't wanna get laid out
Better fuck you all night, tryna hear me with the hate now
It was all cool until I said you better hit my PayPal
Wanna talk shit well guess what I know where you stay now
I don't know why motherfuckas be thinking it's some game nigga
Fuck around and get murdered homie, you dealing with them grave diggers
Niggas ain't no artist with a gun, me and my niggas paint pictures
Owe me, I OD, get popped like some pain killers
Me and my niggas dangerous, pop a nigga in the pancreas
Mad man with a gat man I swear I'm the angriest
Put that man in the trash can with a bag man who you playin' with?
Batman with a catscan? I swear he's on some crazy shit
Damn right
Frankenstein ask me where my screw's at
These niggas ain't psychos, I got paperwork to prove that
Bet my son eat these pussy niggas like some fruit snacks
On the hood, I get up on a nigga head like a doo rag
Shout out to my Loc niggas, where the real Damus at?
Esses, and the Juggalos, Brainiacs where you at?
Ever catch a nigga hating on brainsick, homie, better shoot that motherfucker right in his face like Insane, nigga we do that
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