Twisted Insane - Much Love lyrics

[Verse 1: Twisted Insane] I used to sleep up on a bench at the park inflation, it was late and sh** And everyday these b**hes would laugh at a drunk guy who's sleeping up on the front line, so I'm on "f** relationships" Just trying to get one to s** on my co*k-a-doodle No boodles, just a noodle to find your p**y like Google I know coo-coos that'll shoot you, and voodoo like Shaka Zulu Don't trust n***as, that's probably why I always approach with caution And often I'm always off in my own thoughts Facing a bottle and living my life like a dome shot If around the corner waiting for me, right now time I don't got But maybe I'm tripping, maybe I'm not, maybe it's this bottle I'm sipping Maybe I'm sick of this motherf**ing life all day living Piss in a bucket in the f**ing corner, n***a never had no Thanksgiving But you, you grew up differently n***a If you ever get on this sh** on the street, don't mention me n***a End notations, I be patiently waiting baking and lacing Jason quotations In the Matrix, we don't play with [?] no chasin' It's real in the k**ing fields n***a Really? Then how you askin' your drunk a** "Deal or no deal?" n***a More deal with ya, my AK'll leave your dome split fo-realla, so go-rilla, mark my words, n***a You could be ducking me like Daffy, bugging me like Bunny, a million ratchets be at me I'm renovating your house and I'm 'bout to get in your catty And a b**h with big ol' titties and booty calling me daddy Much Love [Verse 2: C-Ray] There's nothing like me I'm likely to stuff your Nikes Perturb the jerk for sure when I serve the verbs and ignite beats To white meat, any MC can leave in that light piece I reap, and we Medusa, producers looking to sight-see Hennessy, Sprite, maneuver through spite like I'm hoopin', I'm nice You know what the f** I'm doing tonight, B I be sipping with hooligans, steady scheming And all of these ratchets with no attachments, who getting semen Serve her like I'm a murderer with the knife, nothing nice When I'm sniping her curvature with the pipe, no device And the way that I k** it is something vicious Bet she quick to rub my back, make a snack, and cover the dishes Then I'm out - back into the lab and packin' a big bag of that sick The aftermath at the attack I land an inhabitable, quick Then we gon slap with the backhand, no half a** with the plan for no sh** But we know you stand for nothing when you took that apple she picked, homie Now as I get off in my Twisted Insane, flow See we be so critical with it, inhibit the flame, pro Like everyone else on the roster who been in the game Ain't no tellin what we been through, but with a pen and pencil we deliver that pain And wage war on pretenders, rocking suspenders, walking in britches that's too big and bumpin' that lip, we popping indentures It's Ender's game when I call the initiate Start laying waste to the planet and askin' who finna save it? None of you, nothing new, it's just regular Procedure when I reaper the speakers, just making sure You industry n***as know the Brain is sick and holistic Leave you paranoid like Terry deployed on Winter Olympics Much Love