Renzo - Twhisted lyrics

(Verse 1: Asymptote) Twisted, liquored up, spitter. Quicker on every letter Litter up, ever home, more bitter by the minute Tick. tick, tock, tick, clock click, stop it, tip it, pour it top it Knock it back, bottoms up, fill my cup, red plastic, disposable fanatic Attic empty minded, before and after puzzle matter, former latter Pitter-patter footsteps, high heels, red dress, show legs, no less low cut, your breasts Notice, flow this, show this, microphonist, how come nobody in the bay know this So its, underground, how deep, 6 feet rising, My thing, is everybody seems surprised Perplexed by the man with the big blue eyes, Doesn't stand much more than a five foot five Six foot, seven foot, I barely wear a nine, My mind is in a place where the sun don't shine Write it down, auto, doesn't need a motto, all those wanna be a fan Get with the plan, brochure, my hand, your hand, SF bandwagon 12 step suicidal program Slow jams, headnoddic, hypnotic, wrist bands, wrist pins, pistons, keep your journals tucked in Before their stuck in, stripped, cylinder cracks, chipped, blueprint, stroke, align bore, washboard no more Overboard, specs, A/F, whats next, Natural Aspiration coming straight from the chest Couldn't best my timing, rhyming, I'm in phase, top dead, drop it, maximum speed Drop it, foot floored, shift 5, 4, 3, red revs engage, baby please don't seize Please don't see, any, Crown V's, down hill, going least 123 How these, gonna be like me, writers strike me, enticing No notions, fluid verbal oceans, no depth, no motion Coast is closing in, driftwood, float in No mans land, for a crew at sea, fasting 13 weeks deep, lasting keep, pushing, shoving Just keep hustling demo's, mixes, cd's, something Huffing and puffing, wheezing geeze Squeeze every last breath, out of these MC's Till' there's not one word, not a one word left Not one word right, and only vertices kept Going up, going up, going up, going Down, going down, going down going Sound check, sound check, sound (Ay yo Leethal Dose!) How about now? Verse 2: (Leethal Dose) Staring into shadows, wondering if cat's will smile back Spirits on my shoulder telling me to pull the trigger back Looking in my closet, being haunted by the empty bottles Liquor in my system, overdosing I'll be gone tomorrow Gurney where my head will lie Sirens though the silent night n***as caught me slipping No one could even say goodbye Buried, just a shovel No one even threw a ceremony Walking around with ghouls and goblins Raising up the cemetery Missing from the mortuary, the living dead Pencil shavings, being scribbled Thoughts are being filled with red Trying to make my friends, middle finger staying up If I get a woman, I'm smearing up her make-up Don't gotta say much, spitting verses like it's bubble wrap Meaning once I pop, every rapper's line is going flat Verses are Uranium, I'm writing every single thought Marvel at the titans, Thomas Jefferson with writer's block Thinking that I'm Tony Stark, lyrics hit like turtle shell Never understand me, but you feel me like I'm speaking braille Break into asylums, grab a jacket, speak to Hannibal You can call me Psycho, eating rappers like I'm cannibal Sickest motherf**er, everybody say I'll never make it Tricking all my feelings, swishing, rolling, eating, spaceships Taking off like rockets, I'm gazing up at stars Midgets grabbing ladders, LD raising up the bars Verse 3: (Asymptote) Fires from the heavens, and the messages from hell Pick, tell me, quick, what threat society inhales Expel it, Sell it, flip it, flipping birds, flipping words Flipping spit, flipping every flipping verse is a flipping curse Witches brew, stir, stir it up, stir Stir it up sir, stir it up worse, Stir it up first Add me a basket of hope words, and cope words and dope words A fat pack rat scat, and cat fur The Fire's heaven sent, the message is from hell I'm the fire-starter, Bringing you the river Styx mail Ticketed, from the rivers sickening wicked sails River Styx tolls for all, both heavens and the hells Drop me in much more twisted than I thought it was, overcrowded, the bottom, pages Autonomous severed soul discord, opportunistic ambiguous lift fists for Different mischievous, looking lips for Less than angelic pitiful whispers, never wanted anything more than to kiss her Unzip hers, hit it, quit it, and slip hearse Listeners that pick worst, pick up all of that sh** verse Discover being the worlds biggest sh** hurts Misters and Misses that miss always get picked Don't worry, we know that karma's a b**h She pick dicks from the devils, masterminds of Lucifer