Twisted Insane - Kick Rocks lyrics

[Hook] Just kick rocks x8 Just get the f** up out my face X2 That b**h is on my nerves Tell that ho to kick rocks I'm a hit her where it hurts Tell that ho to kick rocks She won't shut the f** up Tell that ho to kick rocks I'm a kick her in her bu*t Tell that ho to kick rocks [Verse 1] My [Brain's remain always sick n***as?], face split, brains drip fast when I get n***as [math when i get?] 2 straps [for the vaginal flick?], [contact, do the math when I flip n***as] 2 bags for the b**h, put her in the Hefty trash bag, [sat with the tag, do it quick, and I?] Come back for the b**h with a.. trash bag full of blood, through the mud I'm a [stick with this sh**?]; bloodstains on my pick, Cumstains on my dick Tripping when I'm in the middle of the woods, on a thousand shrooms [Take a little bit like every other minute now I'm in a thousand rooms?] Chicken blood on my dick, I'm a dick, Cuz I'm sick, I admit I'm a little bit weird Even my own b**h momma and daddy don't want me like nowhere near Catch me in the dark jacking off to a p**no, my hormones are [SINGING?] Bend you over from the back, and I love it looking blacker than Whoopi Goldberg's titty Yup yup yup yup, there we go with his brain overdosed from the insane treatment Wanna guess where the heat went? brain dead slumped over in the pa**enger seat with [Went serve went?], [2 sticks and a cervix?] [sick certain?] [sauce sick when I'm swerving?] Stuck with slow success, [I'm safe having s**?] [?] Baffled, by the way that I [dip in the wind?]. [on the gin?] [when I'm sniffing a lot?] But I'm still sick enough [to know when you got a cut?], so i told that s*ut to kick rocks [Hook] [Verse 2] Tell the ho to kick rocks when she get popped off and then dropped off far from the way home In the ally getting f**ed in the bu*t, a**-raped, [mask tape?], by a n***a named [Jerome?] Some might say that I'm way gone, when I look into the mirror I see the devil looking back at me Smile on my face it was like a had a clown on my face [in the wind off of gin] I was happy Standing over the motherf**ing body unloading shells until the sh** was empty You could say I was venting, but the force of the dark side was so tempting Fill 'em up and then I move, you motherf**ers should have seen how I was so smooth Coulda been the voodoo, sh** anyway brainsick by the way who knew? Yup yup yup yup, there we go spitting venom keep popping anyone who go against me [?] if you really want to trip I will cut you to mincemeat [Then I will come?] [I'm on the run?] [They will get gunned?] [Until they done?] [Body's in mud?] [Faces in pund?] Do it for fun [n***a Begin..] [But I really wanna go and murder and the pain will be done when you come to the dark side?] Posted up in the cut, holding on to my nuts, [fill 'em up?] watching all of those marks die So I'm a keep [shopping?], cause I'm the Green Goblin hit 'em up only b**hes should stop [heat em up inside?] pull up with the automatic, you don't really want the static, so kick rocks [Hook] [Tell me who I've been repping n***a I could sin 'em?] If you really want to get 'em, I'm a n***a that will split 'em But I'm independant, generals to lieutenants [fall into my camp you get damned from the venom?] Hit 'em with ultimate warrior visions, and [sentences that'll refuse you membership? [Rigorfit eminent?] n***as be wolfing, but [I just be go for prison sh**?] I'm hot, Smokey the bear couldn't put me out, look at their face when they here me flow Hit 'em with some of that k** 'em up sh** when I circle around them like Cherrios On Euclid [and imperial?] [with a type of offense in my order?] And it really don't get sicker than this sh** n***a this is what the f** off of the border And motherf**ers come up shorter, get affiliated with a spider in the night, f** the hype I got n***as that come through, [Hide if you wanna off the Henn?] tuck them in nighty-night Daddy put up a good fight he [gon' be wolfin?] because I say he can So much artillery looking like Mr T. straight out the A-Team van Speedy Gonzales couldn't catch me, because a motherf**er get you running like a roadrunner [Running with the forty five coming to get you done with n***as?] and then I leave 'em in a cold slumber I don't go dumber, [I go outside the head with the noodle knock?] Back on your block with the Glock [watch how fast n***as pop?] you better be kickin' rocks