Twisted Insane - Murda Klan lyrics

(Get murdered) Somebody gonna die tonight, it's the murda klan [Hook] 4x (My enemies get murdered and disposed of) Somebody gonna die tonight, it's the murda klan [Verse 1: Renizance] They know what I be about When I get through, the more of them gon' drop Ain't nobody finna get away from them shots When I come through with the damn murder block n***as ain't thinking they gon' get caught Til I run up on em in they own block Finna put the millimeter to they knot Let it rain on em, watch them drop Stickin em up Them n***as better get ready to meet they f**ing maker Because I'mma ??display?? em, I'mma take em to a f**ing place My n***as you know waiting and making a f**ing mistake, taking they name on a plate They ain't afraid of murder, mane f**ing em all down Sticking ?? route n***as are ?? bound Still in the background Frantic burn em out, all black off Waco compound They don't really want it then them n***as better calm down Everybody oughta know better than to be Underestimating us If they really wanna play with us, bang with us I can see to it ever wanna get mad at us Pistol packing the mag in a minute match For the clap, finna put the mac in your abdomen And if they that n***as ain't mad cause you masculine n***as gon get ripped up, ran in an ambulance [Verse 2: Twisted Insane] Filling them all up with the venom Cracking they backs up on the ceiling ?? impeccable ?? villain Coming to patch you when I'm k**ing I will lay you in the cemetery Sapping up berries Hoping he not scary Cause you was definitely ready for the k**er And I'm Coming with mask and the can of gas Someone started running hella fast so I lit the match Everybody looking at me bad cause I had to blast They don't know what be on me so I really got it bad Slurping em all up when I smash Homie, you don't really wanna go head up with the k**er Pistol whip em, I hit em on the side of the melon They mellow whenever they wanna get run up and get hit with the four rello Chopping bodies to pieces and feed em to my gorilla No where to sack you in that b**h, we gon' take you into the room You ain't doing it for money, it sounded funny But we just wanna see how much motherf**ing meat you can consume Dragging his body to his doom Fill up a murderer with 40 ounces of liquid sick And I don't give a f** about nobody who a**ist Imma hit with venom, now isn't that about a b**h? They got me running from the man Hopping the fence, doing the damage that I can You get beat up, we chopping feet up For n***as that decision ?? You ain't ready for the (Hook) (My enemies get murdered and disposed of) Somebody gonna die tonight, it's the murda klan (x4) [Verse 3: Koopsta Knicca] One to the two Look the n***a's 'bout to die I got notches on my nine Please don't, please don't ask me why I'm a ... sick satanic madman k**a I ain't from these parts I'm from f**in' mars n***a It's the murder d**h row Bust a n***a head Beat 'em down to da floor Hoe can't f**in with this mane Koopsta Knicca gone insane ... bloody rain Filled with bodyparts kinda strange Whippin a** down to tha floor Favorite hobby is kickin' doors ... calico Black gloves, chokin' hoes (?) b**h you got me pissed Do I love you? naw b**h f**in' with me you get burned Told you once but you ain't learned Hoe the Koopsta ain't concerned I let you burn and burn and burn [Verse 4: Lord Infamous] BLAY! Scarecrow apocalypse Burnin the optimists Deep ... opposite I will demolish ... ... technology Decease your body like terminal cancer Scarecrow I stun like a deadly black panther Lord got a colt like I'm Marilyn manson Holdin' a n***a dead body for ransom Battle axe bash in yo head And drop you by tha river bed Skull and flesh is hangin from yo head Leave you ... dread ... Gotta buck a busta like the ornaments dropped on bagdad Muddy mississippi rip the pulp out of fresh water shark Nightvision with .50 on a tripod just in camouflage Say can you see by the dawns early light All my victims torn apart like (?)