Twisted Insane - Spider In The Night lyrics

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Twisted Insane - Spider In The Night lyrics

[Intro] Brainsick Yeah that, yeah now you Brain Brain (7x) Shiet Yeah, gather around Come one, come motherf**in' all n***a It's like it's, it's like it's [Verse: Twisted Insane] It's like a spider in the night That'll hit yo a** off with just one bite And you don't really wanna get affiliated with a n***a that'll run up on Motherf**ers and bust on site Brainsick Run up on ya semi-automatic MAC-11 when I put one to your dome n***as steady runnin' from the hollow tip BOM Body brick breaker like a fat Jim Jones Get up out 'cha seat for the brainsick song Black on my face for every mission Bustin' on n***as when I'm in the zone Why you think half of these people is missin' Why you think half of these n***as is dissin' Cause I put their bodies in graves Then why you think half of these people is pissin' Brain, brain, brain, brain, brain, brain, brain Murder when I cut 'em when I hit 'em with the millimeter Then when I'ma coming for the dough Ain't no stoppin' this when a n***a collab on this Cause I drop this on a motherf**er thinkin' that I come and then blow And n******gs really don't wanna battle me Cause I'm better at what they're doin' I be different when I eat a motherf**er brain Hysteria with fist of fury never never hurry I'ma bury it and bind a f**er six foots grey Can I keep on comin', can I keep on goin' 'Til the sign of come up, run up and get done Take it to my (?) til I hit 'em faster What I really wanted was to smoke a blunt up in this month But I'm drinkin' it up quick with a pint this month Then I really gotta top it and get the n***a wanna nut And I really want n***a to be in public 'fore I gotta cut her (Huff and puff and huff and puff) Get the bottle poppin' off the homie and the body rott Maybe you could take another bullet in the room Hit it with the venom when I'm livin' off of venom And the n***as in the building before I carry for they doom It's a spider in the night, fill the body with the sick 9mm, motherf**ers Better Bang, bang Poppin' off another one and cut 'em with the venom when I pop that Brain, brain, brain, brain, brain, brain, brain (2x) They want it Got some motherf**er lookin' at me like a n***a really wanna get up and Sit up Put bullets in motherf**ers that wanna run up on (Felicia?) Put bullets in motherf**ers that's (severed?) up on me Get the b**h grippin' and poppin' up on me Hit a biddy b**h for until for me to come in, ay n***a better check out that's for Michael like you want a thing And I don't really give a, you don't really give a Who don't give a f** about a n***a that's comin' to body-poppidy Poppin' every n***a that won't ever never bother me On top of the motherf**ers that be after the brain Cause I keep sinnin' with the 50, with the Hen Feed it to my stomach, start messin' with the gin Lurk around the corner where the n***as really wanna hit the Bloody Mary Hold on, 'fore the (?) gon' see it [Outro] Wait, hold up n***a, hold up Ay, what are you doin' Ay, that n***a smokin' all the motherf**in' weed Ay, f** that sh** n***a I'm in this motherf**er doin' a verse man damn n***a But you can't just smoke a pot of weed like that homie Ay, pa** that sh** n***a Yeah It's motherf**er trip *sniffs* *coughs* Yeah Okay