Twisted Insane - Diabolical Verse lyrics

[Verse 1: Twisted Insane] And after that slow sh**, they notice I'm mean like it's Halloween with no "Hocus Pocus" I'm clean like a guillotine that slice through your choch b**h please nobody wants your a** your sh** got the roaches Nobody wanna f** around with a b**h who got mildew Soon as he hit the door won't you show him the real you I can't believe the sh** these n***ahs let you get away with If you'd of been my b**h I would've motherf**ing k**ed you Then I'm off into Colorado with my n***as, they be on Park Hill Brained out, got a bang out like '94 for real What the f** you mean chill, n***a? Insane has no chill just Chew a motherf**ers face as I make them my meal I don't even wanna be around him if he ain't no rider Grew up and I threw up with real south east siders n***as that good night ya, walk up to you when you having A picnic at the park with your b**h and provide ya Brainsick reminiscent of a n***a hung up like Jesus No lines sicker than ebola since I came out that fetus I only get my kicks in jackin off my dick or stompin a n***as face in with a shell-toe Adidas Night time creepers under the moon light, you got shrooms right? My n***as don't want get f**ed up, especially on doom night Watch you mean I zoom right? pa**in and I'm ga**in off of super Unleaded(?) you will get beheaded n***a who's tight Who's Twisted Insane? You should be ashamed if you don't know that name, alter lane, 15 years, chewing rappers up in the game I can have your bottom b**h give me brain, bobble head Like spencer's gifts, n***a keep the loose change Never really gave a f** though, i'm cutthroat, leaning People coming at me everyday with for the new sh** they fiending Quit your daydreaming, Twisted Insane ready to hit your motherf**in brain up, I am the last demon