Twista

[fox69]

"Can't Live Without You"

"Can't Live Without You"


[Chorus: repeat 2X]
I make you laugh, I make you cry
When we make love, it feels so right
I can't live my life without you-ooh-ooh-ooooooh

I knew she was the bomb when I met her
and I brought her home back from Cali
She was pretty but I knew she was dangerous
when I took her for a ride to my crib in the black Denali
Got up in the mansion, makin an expansion
Other words another part of my stable
Wanna lay her on the bed if I'm able
But she think it's better if I lay her on the table
Gotta break her down, get a whiff of her body
I'm thinkin "Ooh, she smells so good"
Niggaz already callin me to get with her
Damn, that shit be circulatin quick through the hood
My finger's smellin like a Swisher
Grabbed her fatty and told her that my name Twista
I wrapped around her then licked her
And then I hit her [inhales then coughs]
Take a break - I need to take a breather
Told me to get back if I can't handle it
and I'm sweatin like I caught a fever
We was married in matrimony and never gettin divorced
and I can never leave her
She was the cannabis sativa, and I damn sure need her

[Chorus]

She was ready in the colorful lookin good and I call her my lucky charm
Her tender vittles in the middle was better than Skittles
and it ain't a riddle why she got the brothers up in arms
So spectacular, bringin hoes to me feeling the feelings I felt
It wasn't 'bout how I was makin her feel, shit, she got me feelin myself
Feelin great, don't hate
If a nigga crackin a joke then I'ma start rollin
Got the feel, can't chill
Got her feelin like they just invented the wheel, I'ma start rollin
I'm so thirsty (so thirsty) I'm so fly (so fly)
Everythang is cool (is cool) I'm so high (so high)
When I be away from you for a while I have mixed emotions
When I get back wit'chu, ah, I gotta fix my potion
Feelin like I'm in another world better than heaven, now who be next to see?
She my ecstacy, forever next to me

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Charged"

"Charged"


[Intro]
Charged off of "Scarface" gettin shot up on the ledge
No pain, instead of 'caine I took a blunt off to the head
So tell me what it said... [echoes]
So tell me what it said... [echoes]
I'm charged

[Twista]
Two straps and a mask, a hundred thousand dollar lick, now that'll get me {charged}
Two shots of Patrón, a place to get it on with a bitch'll get me {charged}
AK-47's, SK's, Desert Eagles, Calicos and .9's get me {charged}
Bad bitches with Apple Bottom jeans, big titties and big behinds get me {charged}
Purple haze, the chronic and the diesel and the [?] and the kush get me {charged}
Only smokin the best so every time you see me blaze in a bush I get {charged}
Every time I see a nigga from Chi get in the game or goin platinum I get {charged}
Every time a lil' nigga think that he could compete me with the rappin I get {charged}
Let me see a few ballers in the club throw up a couple of dollars and get me {charged}
When I see a bitch poppin that ass out the sunroof of my Impala I get {charged}
When they see the Twist sippin on Cris', flickin the diamonds on his wrist I get {charged}
When bitches tell me "Twist, damn I ain't know you shit on niggaz like this," I get

[Chorus (Twista)]
I'm charged off of "Scarface" gettin shot up on the ledge
No pain, instead of 'caine I took a blunt off to the head
So tell me what it said (Retaliate with lethal repercussion)
(I feel the reefer rushin to go into thangs like it's a wicked stick)
So tell me what it said (Took a Benadryl, hot like I'm finna steal)
(To get to kickin shit for niggaz and bitches that I kick it with)

[Chorus]

{I'm charged}

[Twista]
When I see the crowd throwin up they hands and they sayin the hook, I get {charged}
When I see Baby G come in the studio with a ounce of kush I get {charged}
When I go in the Bay Area and they be on that hyphy shit, I get {charged}
When I go to the club and them thugs on that "they don't like me" shit I get {charged}
When I see my fans layin down with this whole Mobsta movement I get {charged}
When it come to havin money you can get it, it ain't hard to do it, just get {charged}
Cause the po'-po' watch us so if you plottin and you get caught servin you gon' get {charged}
Have a shootout with some haters and they find out you committed a murder you gon' get {charged}
Two shots of Rémy on the rocks, my nigga Woogie got the Glock so I'm {charged}
Love to Tookie, if Pookie blowin dookie through a spliff ridin with Cliff get me {charged}
If we let off a thumper and people screamin and yellin "Lay down," I get {charged}
When I step on the stage and got America screamin K-Town I get

[Chorus]

[Twista]
"Adrenaline Rush" bitches...
{I'm charged}
Y'all muh'fuckers don't want none
Twista, hold this shit DOWN

 

[fox69]

"Check That Hoe"

"Check That Hoe"


[Twista]
Twista, first time I kicked it off with "Adrenaline Rush"
Next album I kicked it off with "They Kill Us All"
This time, I'ma show you how to "Check That Hoe"
Check it out

Take a look at the way that I came
Hard times, long road, mean streets
Motherfuckers back up off me when they look at the way that I am
Put the bullet in your brain when I ride nigga
Got it out when you entered they don't fuck with the boss
If you disrespectin me I'm reposessin
like you catchin the holy ghost make him die like he touchin the cross
Now you spiritually commited suicide nigga
I got the power to get diamonds and riches and gold
Motherfuckers tried to get it with extortion
But I'm too vicious for blows and I'm checkin these bitches and hoes
Make a shower full of hollow point bullets rain on
For yo' death you got me lookin in my itinerary
If I ain't got scheduled to be dead where the men are buried
I think I can fit you another cemetary
Like a disciple of death I'm bringin pain on
I can see nobody playin me like I'm a punk
I'ma let you know off top if you come at me bogus
And there's more than one of y'all if I gotta stop I'ma dump
You done made me a murderer from the Westside
Haters come at smilin but really they wanna fuck up a nigga hustle
So I just get bubble smokin bubble when I try to just stay out of trouble
But some shit you can't let slide - you gotta check that hoe

[Chorus: Twista]
If a nigga come at you like a lame or big slander your name
Nigga you better go check that hoe, you better go check that hoe
Fuck that hoe - if a nigga come at you in the club
Talkin 'bout a bitch that you supposed to fuck
Nigga you better go check that hoe, you better go check that hoe
Fuck that hoe - you and somebody put in half and half
And he come back at you with twenty-five percent; then
you better go check that hoe, you better go check that hoe
Fuck that hoe - if you get played for a bird and some herb
All you got is your balls and your word
Nigga you better go check that hoe, you better go check that hoe
Fuck that hoe

[Twista]
I just wanted 'em to see what my CD was like
Hip-Hop is in a state as if it was a baby bein murdered
I just wanna feed in poetry breathin you life
I'm a black revolutionary in hip-hop
I just wanna hit the earth like a meteorite
Now droppin lyrical bombs upon the planet
And just get a little dust and word out on media hype
Fuck the drama I'm just campaignin Chi right
Niggaz feel like they position is better than mine
But I stay on a mission, I'm on the grind
Takin no prisoners I can see 'em gettin mo' cheddar than mine
How I flow make the dough get larger
Take over with an immaculate verbal assault
Just to do it the way I'm doin it, rollin how I'm rollin
Motherfuckers is gon' have to just go in the vault
Shit on niggaz in the oh-six Charger
When it come to titles you know that I'm holdin 'em
I've been down since the days of breakin on linoleum
'til Kanye preach and "Jesus Walks" right up at the podium
Now let me speak about the prophecy of Twista
Just when you thought you worse, I'm bringin you a hearse
I make you feel the heat and cold when I'm tellin the street scroll
I got you feelin the universe through the verse
The way I'm teachin it has got to be a scripture
So look at me like I'm a prophet on top of the game
Puttin money in my pocket for the way a nigga rock it
And I bet if I'ma cock it I'm poppin the thang
And if I ain't strapped then I gotta whup ass
So I take off my pinky ice; if a nigga come at me with some bullshit
or fuck me out of money I steal on him like Winky Wright
Hit you with the left hook fast - you better check that hoe

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Chocolate Fe's And Redbones"
(feat. Johnny P)

"Chocolate Fe's And Redbones"
(feat. Johnny P)



[Johnny P ad lib croons for 15 seconds]

[Chorus: Johnny P]
Rollin down the street on some shiny twenty-fo's
Pullin up with chocolate fe's and redbonnnes (la la la la la)
Blowin on some 'dro while I spit my money flow
Pullin up with chocolate fe's and redbonnnes (honey no)
Rollin down the street on some shiny twenty-fo's
Pullin up with chocolate fe's and redbonnnes (chocolate fe's and redbones)
Blowin on some 'dro while I spit my money flow
Pullin up with chocolate fe's and redbonnnes (ohh yeah)

[Twista + (Johnny P)]
One two three
You ain't never seen no motherfucker pimp like me
Stay up in the street lookin for honies throwin money in the club
Chubby thug ballin in the white tee
Roll a Swisher up and take it to the head
Havin fantasies of havin me two bitches in the bed
Dark-skinned and light-skinned like Mike, both of 'em lookin right
Spectacular when I get up in them legs
Have you ever seen a light-skinned freak
Butter pecan or vanilla, nipples and her pussy pink
(Hazel-eyed jet black baby hair that'll hurt yo' hearrrrrrt)
Have you ever seen a dark-skinned freak
Sexy and chocolate when she droppin in, my African Queen
(When she starts what is she like a Hershey bar)
The three of us need to drive up to an exotic place
Where y'all can double up on me, take me to outer space
Or we can keep it ghetto while hang in the hood on the porch
And later on we can fuck in front of the fireplace
But for now I'm only dippin through the block
Expressin to you all of the feelings in my chest
Wishin I could find a couple of girls on what I'm on
So they could help me end my stress, until then I'm just

[Chorus (w/ new ad libs)]

[Twista + (Johnny P)]
Look at lil' red
Talkin jazzy at the mouth, cause she think she the shit
Thinkin everybody around supposed to bow down to her
cause she's bored, but she's still my bitch
Now come take a look at miss black
Always got an attitude, and she stay on the attack
Why you always wanna whup a nigga ass, tellin me I'm bogus
But I love you cause yo' ass so fat
So now I gotta pimp my ride
Custom material, computer, and chrome on the side
Paint job can make you look like butter rollin
but you ain't rollin unless you got some twenty-fo's on the ride
And the do' suicide
Niggaz hatin but the bitches on the dick when the do's go up
Let the enemies see it good
When the homies in the ride and the forks and the fo's go up
... steady bendin through the block, and I'm tryin to find a ho
(And I'm pullin up with somethin candy painted mayyyne)
Everybody call me Twista, representer for the city of the dough
(Standin out on Madisson screamin out ain't it mayyyne)
Hit 'em with the one two three

[Chorus (w/ more different ad libs)]

[Johnny P - repeat 2X to fade]
You know I love my chocolate fe's and my redbones
I still love my peanut butter and my caramel girls
I got love for my chocolate fe's and my redbones
I still love my peanut butter and my caramel girls

 

[fox69]

"Choppaz In My Lap"
(feat. Do or Die)

"Choppaz In My Lap"
(feat. Do or Die)



[Hook x2:]
Choppas in my lap, my lap, choppas in my lap, my lap
You don’t want that drama boy, choppas in my lap, my lap
Choppas in my lap, my lap, choppas in my lap, my lap
You don’t want that drama boy, choppas in my lap, my lap
Choppas in my lap, my lap, choppas in my lap, my lap
Fuck around and play with me
I fuck around and snap

Mars road, we got em, calicos, we got em
Niggas in the street be hoes
If you really wanna fuck with guns, we got em
I don’t fuck around with vultures
Bitch niggas is [?]
Come too close I’ma let roam wide
Cause popping them thangs is in my culture
I’m a boss I’m in my crime
Never suffer I’m on my grind
I gotta be safe, pistol in the waist
So I got that strap across my thighs
I’ma jump back when I get that info
Up that thang out the window
Hit up anybody that be standing in the area
Then peel off, 10 4
Chi town like that, socks is on my hat
I got them coppers on my back
Because them choppas on my lap
Might be the 30 cal, stay late
Plus the ak, got the Ak
It’s a pay day
So every motherfucker that be stunting on the block
Better vacate

[Hook x2:]
Choppas in my lap, my lap, choppas in my lap, my lap
You don’t want that drama boy, choppas in my lap, my lap
Choppas in my lap, my lap, choppas in my lap, my lap
You don’t want that drama boy, choppas in my lap, my lap
Choppas in my lap, my lap, choppas in my lap, my lap
Fuck around and play with me
I fuck around and snap

Black skully, black mask,
Fuck that black I need all white when I blast
See my face, I hit all face when I blast
Hopped out the scooter in the Bentley
Do the whole dash
You murder mine, I murder yours
I’m from Illinois, you can kill that noise
I got plenty toys, choppas the whole 9
Take me out, I got goons that will handle mine
Black and gold, you bury me
Drop the top through the ab, when you carry me
Let my jiggle scream, fuck them what they getting be
Catch my killer, shake his hand then go and kill him kid

[Hook x2:]
Choppas in my lap, my lap, choppas in my lap, my lap
You don’t want that drama boy, choppas in my lap, my lap
Choppas in my lap, my lap, choppas in my lap, my lap
You don’t want that drama boy, choppas in my lap, my lap
Choppas in my lap, my lap, choppas in my lap, my lap
Fuck around and play with me
I fuck around and snap

Banana clip, gorillas
How many trimmers and more spitters
How many dreamers and more killers
Surrounded by kingpin drug dealers
Choppas on my lap right, I’ma up that bitch like every night
Motherfuckers steady sitting like fucking kites
Like niggas gonna let that die down
Got a flight now, you in Chi Town
Spit around, take the round
This is where you bow down
Let me get into my motherfucking zone now
Put about 6 more, let me fix those
Nigga with the barrel
Spit the whole clip like an arrow
Knock out his bone marrow
Bitch I own … 35’s and 9’s nigga
Your bitch screaming, bodies leaning
Niggas die, nigga
And we swanging everyday on the grind nigg
And when you cross the line
Niggas die, nigga

[Hook x2:]
Choppas in my lap, my lap, choppas in my lap, my lap
You don’t want that drama boy, choppas in my lap, my lap
Choppas in my lap, my lap, choppas in my lap, my lap
You don’t want that drama boy, choppas in my lap, my lap
Choppas in my lap, my lap, choppas in my lap, my lap
Fuck around and play with me
I fuck around and snap.

 

[fox69]

"Church Bus On The Move"
(feat. Speedknot Mobstaz)

"Church Bus On The Move"
(feat. Speedknot Mobstaz)



[Intro]
And they say pimpin, yeah
Check it out (check it out)

[Liffy Stokes]
I'm big pimpin while I roam on chrome
Sippin 'gnac, on 'dro, in the zone
Three B's and a fifth on the dome
In a black Cutty leaned, laid back on the phone
Tryin to pull it with two thick redbones
Ass so fat, shit they look like homes
for sale, for sho' they can that mail
Will break a nigga quick when they wag on that tail
I seen niggaz get gone on dummy
Swarm the pussy like bees to honey
But I'm about my weed and money
And I keep me a couple case niggaz act funny
They don't wanna see church on the move
M-O-B niggaz, man we do what we do
Slam Cadillac do's, and fuck hoes
A made nigga makin moves on the hustle

[Chorus 2X: Twista]
She make you holla holla for the dollar dollar
Get out the way, church bus on the move
She gets you hotter hotter, have pussy will travel
Big pimpin on the move - get your money now

[Twista]
She listen to me cause she fuckin with a pimp
You know I'm mackin cause I'm walkin with a limp
You see a shawty steady stalkin, she was listenin to me talkin
Now she really wanna be my bottom bitch
She saw how much and it was draggin on the flo'
She saw a nigga steady poppin Cris' and Mo'
She saw how a nigga really get to kickin
Jewelry quick and fingers flickin and how quick I can pull a hoe
She fascinated with bringin a brother ends
And fully astonished, my hoe wants a Benz
I put her in my stable of winners, we're pimpin in the club
and check out what the other when they get in
Gangsta gangsta, baller baller
Steady pullin niggaz and they funny
when they gank ya gank ya, soon as you call up
Cause they know I gotta get my money
and the dough, Twista keep the paper in control
Plus I got the mackin game sold, makin money gettin blow
And I got the vehicle for trouble
cause I gotta take this pimpin on the road
Havin hoes yellin

[Chorus]

[Mayz]
Come here girl, look amazing, drink
Let me send you a fresh dream while you caressin my mink
I wanna get inside your head and learn how you think
then show you how to eat your coochie to get up out them link
Church - shit is like one-two-three
In a scrum lookin dumb, bring the dough straight to me
Can you see yourself usin sex to get baguettes?
Well if you say yes I'll let you push my roulette
Tell a bitch anything she wanna hear
Whatever it take to make her ass get in gear
Cause I need to reload my bomb, re-up on trees
Hustling sprees on my SUV's
But don't hate me, I'm a P-I-M-P
Usin the gift of gab to get financial degree
Girl you can have that ice, all you gotta do is prove
that you got what it takes to keep the bus on the move

[Chorus]

[Outro]
Holla holla

 

[fox69]

"Clappin'"

"Clappin'"


[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Killers on deck, my semi's up to bat
My money on first, and my niggaz in the back
Don't be surprised nigga if we start blastin
We get it, we get it, we get it clappin

[Twista]
I got the whole team ready for whatever
We gettin money so I could be never scared to face y'all
Killers on deck, money on first, semi up to bat
I guess it's a deadly game of baseball
Motherfuckers is snitchin and bitchin to authority
who would do whatever to get you to court
These niggaz juiced up on steroids
and this is the Mitchell Report
Performance enhancement drugs
will make a nigga wanna take a chance with slugs
Try to stick a nigga up for extortion
because you workin on a tip, they scandalous
Ain't no runnin over here takin nothin
cause we gon' get to bustin if they don't explain they self
These killers late '80s babies
They don't honor shit, and yo' mayne in jail
Better come over here like a hyper asked for white
Don't be comin like a G and try to ask for turf
Semi-automatic'll send you to the afterlife
Holier dome lookin like after-birth
Took a stand but you thought I woulda ran
if I didn't understand the plan because I can I can
Couldn't talk man-to-man
but now yo' momma cryin in the ambulance ("My baby!")
When he was teachin I wasn't to hold you miss the preliminary
so now yo' body layin in the cemetery
Now your family reminiscin and sayin you shoulda listened
whenever they lookin at yo' obituary
Told you we got the game on lock
We the champions of the league, we be ready to bleed
If you wanna get it crackin you're gonna be comin after when I bust
I make 'em back up [?] because I got the

[Chorus w/ ad libs]

[Twista]
The only way that I could be on my empire
is if I was callin the shots like I'm the umpire
And I got the bitches callin the pimps sire
but if I go out on the block it's only gunfire
Thinkin you can make it to the ninth inning
but the whole game is another level and dimension
Like when the niggaz put you on the pedestal
attention quickly turn into medical attention
Plenty whips you probably be in
cause you got that right block
Talkin shit like Ozzie Guillén
cause you got that (White Sox)
'Til you suffer consequences and repercussions
because of a homie who was snitchin and walkin with the law
Now you ain't tippin no more, but you be thinkin you hard
so you gon' try to take it from another nigga? Naw
Now you come up for the money like you Iron Man
when you should've just asked politely
Now I let it rip, cause I got the clip
then my metal bitch, and I call her Aphrodite
Motherfucker I'm alpha mighty
You think I'ma let you just take my guap?
Round here we put a bullet in the head of pinch hitters
nigga you can't take my spot
Cause I know you can't take my Glock
If you come at me I gotta make that pop
I get money, you put hundred dollar bills over the ones
nigga you gotta fake my knot
You ain't gon' be able to make that stop
but I could make a bitch make that drop...

[Chorus - repeat 2X]

 

[fox69]

"Cocaine"
(feat. Yo Gotti)

"Cocaine"
(feat. Yo Gotti)



[Chorus]
Cocaine,
forget it by the quarter,
bring it by the pound, straight through the border.
Cocaine,
Bring it 'cross the water,
when it touch down, serve it on the corner.

They taste it, they taste it they comin right back
comin right back, yeah they comin right back.
You taste it, you taste it, you comin right back.
comin right back yeah you comin right back fo' da,
Cocaine.

[Twista]
This for them white girl movers,
big dreams of makin a million offa users.
Car and the money the same color of mucous,
go get it his self they call 'em ghetto Frank Lucas.
Cocaine,
He got it by the boulder,
got it by the bird and he got it by the quarter.
Cocaine,
So he keep one in the holster,
Colombian connects, so they call him Lil' Sosa.
Gotta try ta' catch the six o' clock mornin' rush,
I bet them niggas down the street aint servin more then us.
They look like 20's but I'm chargin the customer 10,
They give-aways just to lure a few customers in.
Cocaine,
Thats why its Bently Coupe time,
Dick, them niggas tippin, look at the soup line.
All day they be servin them 50 packs,
Came to the table and count about 50 stacks,
Caz I know somebody who can come right over the border
that be the reason why they get it right back,
and so they got...

[Chorus]
Cocaine,
forget it by the quarter,
bring it by the pound, straight through the border.
Cocaine,
Bring it 'cross the water,
when it touch down, serve it on the corner.

They taste it, they taste it they comin right back
comin right back, yeah they comin right back.
You taste it, you taste it, you comin right back.
comin right back yeah you comin right back fo' da,
Cocaine.

[Twista]
This lil' nigga think he Pablo,
The whole thing in the panel of the car door,
Cocaine.
And even though we from Chicago,
Some kinda way he can get that overseas cargo.
And if you stop the connection he got then he has others,
Twins from Miami, I call 'em the Diaz brothers.
Got a killa squad, in the mob he the boss,
how you want it? cuz he got the hard and the soft.
Cocaine,
They call him shawty blanco,
Junior El (Chavo?), in that Murcielago.
Cocaine,
that right connection to them poppy seeds,
cuz he know someone that'll go wherever poppy be.
Cocaine,
and no the knot dont stop,
cuz these niggas is go get it from the doc to the block.
And these tips gon' be open,
and these hypes gon be floation,
I dont put too much on it, so it can stay potent.
I got that...

[Chorus]
Cocaine,
forget it by the quarter,
bring it by the pound, straight through the border.
Cocaine,
Bring it 'cross the water,
when it touch down, serve it on the corner.

They taste it, they taste it they comin right back
comin right back, yeah they comin right back.
You taste it, you taste it, you comin right back.
comin right back yeah you comin right back fo' da,
Cocaine.

[Yo Gotti]
Y-O-G-O-TTI, fuck nigga play wit me get shot,
pow-pow-pow from a coupe to a drop BEEP
(cocaine) big guap, nigga 18 bands will get 1008 grams of that block.
Fresh up out the pot, I call it water whipped,
hit it wit the soda make that dope do a karate flip.
five turn to ten, now thats a Maserati flip.
240 months, now thats a whole lotta years,
M6 Camaro, now thats a whole lotta gears,
hit him wit the choppa make his family shed alotta tears.
I'm a North Memphis nigga, we weighed everything,
send them boys in Chi-town they like to gang bang,
... know the flo' do too.
nigga imagine what I been through,
shawty shot at niggas who, went to war wit me & my crew.
Gotti them niggas aint pimp like you, they aint real like you, they aint trill like you.
they aint sellin no bricks, they aint shot no pistol, niggas aint on a song wit Twista.
hey...

[Chorus]
Cocaine,
forget it by the quarter,
bring it by the pound, straight through the border.
Cocaine,
Bring it 'cross the water,
when it touch down, serve it on the corner.

They taste it, they taste it they comin right back
comin right back, yeah they comin right back.
You taste it, you taste it, you comin right back.
comin right back yeah you comin right back fo' da,
Cocaine.

 

[fox69]

"Creep Fast"
(feat. T-Pain)

"Creep Fast"
(feat. T-Pain)



[Knocks]
POLICE! We have a search warrant!

[Twista]
Come on, come on
Aye T-Pain, T-pain it's Twista
Come this way come on, we gotta creep fast
Come on

[Verse 1: (Twista)]
Watch as I
Hit it through the middle of the city in a Chevy
And I'm ready with the woofers that'll pimp your block
And I got 'em taking the machete for the niggas that get paid to get to talking I'm gonna hit up your block
If you wanna bring your boys, better bring the toys, better bring the noise
I'm about to full of ammunition
Bodies that be hitting when I get to spitting everybody should've broken in nobody listens
So now I roll on 24's when I'm on your tip
They all know who I am ain't nobody's talking shit
Tell me when did they ever think that I was a hoe
'cause I got killers with me crips bloods g's and foes
And we be focused on the paper when we be up in the kitchen
We're thinking about the money on the steady come up
And I got the niggas that be ready for whatever
With the whole war chest if a nigga run up
AK-47 Desert Eagle s-k mack 11 for the nigga that'll try to run up
Nigga what you want I'm a bone thug get you while you're sleeping 'cause you know I'm creeping on the come up

[Chorus (T-Pain):]
Hey
Motherfuckers acting like they don't know me but they know just who I am
I'm a motherfucking killer gorilla nigga
You better act like you understand
'cause I'm a killer
A masked murder
The realest nigga that you ever heard of
Motherfuckers acting like they don't know the deal
But they know just what to do
Everybody's talking on the streets so you know that I'm coming straight for you
'cause I'm a killer
A masked murder
The realest nigga that you ever heard of

[Verse 2: (Twista)]
Try to play a nigga and get over on the twister
I'm gonna see you when I see you and I wouldn't wanna be you
Got the Desert Eagle and I'm rollin' in a regal
When I'm looking at you evil through the eye of a needle
Not a misdemeanor but a murder with a millimeter
Feel the heat of twister when I'm busting at your whip
I became a burglarer when I'm coming for your shit
I'm gonna get you for your goods when I run up in your crib
Tell me where your jewelry at
Where you're safe (where you're safe?)
Don't make me have to smack this ugly bitch in her face (shut up bitch)
Is it behind the portrait or is it in your floor? (uh huh)
Just let me so that I can hit it up 'cause I got to go
'cause I got up on it so hit a lick on them niggas 'cause it use to be if I gotta get 'em I'm gonna get 'em
Never ride a burgandy Lamborghini masialago through the city because I know that'll kill 'em
Averaging a hundred yards a game
My competition better back up I'm the key running back
Niggas that ain't ready get the machete for the lyrical chase in the rap I'm gonna keep coming back

[Chorus: (T-Pain)]

[Verse 3: (Twista)]
The lyrical assassin
A mack and it gotta be attack on a track if I gotta pack the cheddar good
T a legendary representer for the city
'cause I put it down every since I been rapping for the hood
17 years I go and I flow on the show on these niggas when it comes to beating me nobody could
I been spittin venom every since the days ugk been rapping and talking about putting diamonds on the wood
Rolling in a old Cadillac before I got some flames
I done got that gwap got a little More slot now I ride a range
Maybe 'cause I spit that crack is the reason we got some change
And if we ain't making money off rap then we got them things
Got the 8 dollar hollas 2 for 15
And 4 when I split the 9 piece so you can get the whole brick
How about when I was making a hundred every summer
Pulling up in the hummer can make a nigga so sick
I would constantly come up with hits and steady be getting fed just only because a nigga flow sick
So there's no debate everybody know I'm great
Any mother fucker that hate can suck my dick

[Chorus: (T-Pain)]

 

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"Crisis"

"Crisis"


[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne:]
Everybody got the memo, Michael Myers man I'm mental
Messy murder monumental mixed my mind
Metamorphosis made it mainly my many maneuvers
Missin' my malice malevolent mister N9ne!
Mediocre motherfuckers my motive makin' minimum
Maniacal makin' me mash my line
MONSTER! Musical massacre
Metaphysical minion may never match my grind
When I'm bustin' you think of poppin' the E
Hoppin' to Nina Boppin' need no stop and lockin' the B
We droppin' off and a couple's talkin' to me
But I flee, never see, Tecca Neez, I be, forever
Look at the K.O.D. demolish, I’m polished
I get dollars, I get more guala mixologist and many I sell
You will never see the light of day right away
You will die but I hide away, say goodbye, I'll see you in Hell
True shots, a-who's got the crew's water?
You soft, I move rocks, a Mustafa
Boondock ya boo, Soo-Woo what a
Two chakras, you lost the new nana
Out with the weak and in with the raw
Put you in deep and have your mama seekin' the law
Freaking the beat, I get to peekin'
Leavin' you off with the saw
Ain't nobody beatin' me in the brawl
Y'all got to know, I stop the show
Pick you off of the pillar, you know I drop the fo'
Sick and I this is sick as suckas, sock a ho
Oh, you ain't even in my optical
I shock ya though, I rock the flow
Nah, not so low like burnin' optimo
Wassup to Joe from my block, the MO
I did it to death and my nigga I got to go!

[Hook - Twista:]
It's a crisis and a murder whenever you see both of us in the booth
It can be an interpretation of a catastrophic event of verbal annihilation if you don’t know the truth
It's a crisis and a murder whenever you see both of us in a rage
It can be any murder scene, making you have to evacuate the premises
Killing the audience up on the stage
We are an anomaly, coupling, coming stopping up in the gut
You got to be loving the cut em or fucking em up
Or probably busting em up
Or vodka be up in the cup and drama be nothing to us
A combination of some oddities, coming to crush
And y’all won’t be nothing to touch
Ya body, we cutting em up
Twista ready to bang, and Tech got his face painted
Like he bout to go and do a robbery up in the truck

[Verse 2 - Twista:]
Whenever you recollect at me, a table taco
Bitch I see it like Liam Neesen in Taken
No Taken 2, better yet Tekken two
Wrecking you like I was vehicle Eddie
Or ready to reappear like I was Yoshimitsu
From the darker side of the universe
Universal predator is what you didn’t know
And they will go and get you
And I’m immediately about to punish ruin a invitational
Whether I treat you like a bitch or hit you
But Tech, me and you could speak on the evil type of terminology
Em heard our music but didn’t know we were an odyssey or an oddity
It’s a murder probably, if not then I bet you we cause a verbal lobotomy
Tell them niggas to make a move that when they move I will abuse
I’ll show em they finna lose and I refuse to be a fool
I kill em, I keep em cool but I'mma do what I'mma do
Because I’m breaking the rules, let’s go
Bust you under lyrics, that’s how I shoot this
They so evil we gon fuck'em while chunking up the deuces
It’s the goof, it’s what a lyric proof, it’s on the roof, it's
I could leave your whole team skadooshis, it’s a nuisance
Ooh it’s, somebody you don’t really want to get into it with
I’m mythical, difficult when I don’t know if it'll be
A wise thing for you to do as far as playing with the unusual
Orien, and I am a scientifical
Indivisibility within the infrastructure of the family that I created is inevitable
Especially if we committed to getting money
So fuck the haters because it’s the paper that you better get you
Take a mental with the spatial, leave it alone
My album dimension because I can get deep with a song
But look of a fiend, I'mma put him asleep with the chrome
Or lock a machine, fuck him if he ain’t breathing alone, die

[Hook]