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Twisted Insane( Michael Johnson )
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The Insane Asylum
Body ashes petrol blasting entire families running look at 'em dashing
Hit em all up in the abdomen everybody was trying was in my planet
Did I mention I can vanish when i smash em'
I cut myself with the razor just making sure I'm not dreaming
I really be needin liquor my nigger my blood i be feeling
By sucking off by my semen she feeling she hit the cheaper
I told her you get ahead when you're fucking around a demon
They get suffered and leave em by the way that I'mma treat em my chis-em belief i got no sympathy I am a bum and my fans was the only ones telling me get up out the situation i was in when i was sleeping in the slums
I get em with a hundred rounds
Now everybody running and
My murder was with a gun
Ain't popping on the underground
Ain't fucking with that other son
That might get really bump and i rather tie a string around my neck and either jump or drown
In my crystal ball i can see it dawg
Everybody coming down with the brainsick
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Gangbangers dope slangers weirdos juggalos
Everybody in the crowd on the same shit
Tell me nobody wanna keep hearing that fake shit
When you listen to insane you be sipping to great-ness
Shit I'mma murder any muthafucka on the track *backwards*
Kill if you have the will going ape shit
Living in the dark side drinkin red rum
With the mind of a serial killer like one
Gather in the woods for the witch head hunt
Can i be the person. No if you ever find one
Hang with the brainsick you'll be hang-gliding
There if you get scared on the brain island
Take another hit into my lungs
Now I really wanna welcome everyone to the insane asylum
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