Sick And Twisted (feat. Twisted Insane) Ozumi (Ft. Twisted Insane)

[SickLonely]
I light your bitches body wit some gasoline
If anybody really wanna fight the brainsick team
I be rappin I be spittin I be off the green
No golf no club be swinging at my enemies
I'm on a
Different level
I made a deal wit the devil
I'm spittin pedal to metal
For the people that can spit it with me
I haven't made it but feelin like I'm the greatest
I gotta get up and take it
I'm one of the few that don't fake it
Got a
Unpredictable, flow invinciblе
Tried for years but fuck the pеace im through
Cried my tears and fought my fears im true
Sought the cheers and split the jeers in two
Had a minute long speech on the bad guy
Now i really be up on a track wit insane
Half of all you rappers man you ain't fly
Auto tune out the shit like T-Pain
Man I'm sick of all the crap
Wonder where your head is at
I be spittin like a minigun or motherfuckin gat
The pace that I be settin
Your face get all red and
Indented and shredded
Get out my place you're not welcome
Cause I flow with the wind
Cope with a grin
Sewed with emotion I'm holding within
Dope from the medicine
Coke with the Gin
Talk what I thought when I wrote with a pen
Goddamn
Oh shit
Who the fuck got this kid started
Too fast sound like he stuttered
My raps survive when i plummet
Fame
I don't want it
Change maybe
But i never will flaunt it
Deranged crazy
Whatever you wanna call it
You know we runnin this game
While you fuckin runnin your wallet
Motherfucker