Twisted Insane - 100 Round Clip lyrics

[Intro] 100 round clip 100 round clip 100 round clip 100 round clip [Verse 1: Twisted Insane] If a n***a really want it all Put one in his stomach And I'm movin' like a comet Cause that sh** is super sonic Can I get it while I be on it Motherf**ers that who will be poppin' a n***a and Every time a n***a really wanna pull 'em, and I hit 'em with the chopper And everybody wanna stop us Like I'm runnin' from the cops And they wonderin' why they are shot at But they never hit the block When I'm bustin' on that chop Cause they never know when the little n***a's wanna come and pop With a (bang, bang, bang) I remember cynical, stereotypical n***a's is hit-able Never dismissable, never difficult Inadimissable, individual lookin' like a n***a will put you up in a ritual When your babblin' your "yabba-dabba-doo", and I don't know what you were sayin' but I know it sounded stupid I don't know if you was playin' but I know I gotta prove it Everytime a n***as spittin' at a motherf**er lose it So I hit with a (100 round clip) The ability to chop and never stop I'm at the top While you all sit around and talk about it Really really hot like I'm a fully auto Glock and When I walked into the room these motherf**ers want to bop And I can hit it from the bottom I can hit it from the top And I can take another bottle I can take another shot And I can hit you with that motherf**er With you I don't give a f** who sent you I'm a k**er so I really gotta get'em Man I'm all up in em, walkin' with a motherf**in' midget When she got some big old nipples And she got some big old titties And I really don't wanna be rude and leave Without taking a little nibble of food while i got a whole big old tittie And I gotta take a little bit of medicine Cause my head has been shredded out of Excedrin and brainsick Sick of n***as saying they the sickest in the game [Hook x4] Run around sick, never trip when I come with this sh** I am the chosen 1 to the head 2 to the head 3 to the head When I hit em with a (100 round clip) [Verse 2: Twisted Insane] Tell me they really wanna' give up and Get to really choppin' people and Finna k** em and fill em up with the venom and Shoot 'em up out at this demon cause homie they go and Get 'em I boot 'em up in the ceiling as if it was ben and I hit 'em with penicillin Perpetual wounds and I bury bodies and villians Get ready for n***a's feelins I'm murderin' everybody and Doin' it like I'm Gandhi and f**in' with n***as squealin' Im bringin' the devastation i'm filled with the motivation i'll see you all on vacation then anybody who hatin' I'm poppin' the biggest waist and Put one up in your face I got n***as through out the case like I do with my go get 'em and I'm feelin' somebody fade when I'm increasin' the murder rate How was the music when it go and flow, it is great I be choppin' up every n***a that be thinkin' they be choppin' 'em up into pieces Motherf**er, watch and let me demonstrate (100 round clip) Hit em whenever they wanna run up and leave a n***a leakin' Leave it to me because I'm really about the business Diggin' up in your cranium, never should leave the spot until a n***a point the Glock at every single f**in' witness f** yes I like to play doctor Got a bu*t hurt, when you heard I bopped her I took her to iHop, then I hop her I'm Twisted Insane, yeah the worldwide chopper! [Outro] Yea And that's how you get sh** done That's how you get it done Brainsick! [Hook x4]