Crucified ft Twisted Insane - Wicked | Текст песни

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• Crucified ft Twisted Insane
• Wicked

[Verse 1: Twisted insane]
What, when I venom
Hit 'em with the shit that'll have a mothafucka beggin' for the death before I bit him
Eat a nigga flesh, it wasn't me, the devil told me what to do then, so I did it, rip a nigga like a denim
Servin' by some chick, you all don't wanna be the ones that run up like you're nothing, I'ma motherfucking pervert
It could have been the pornos, I dont give a fuck because my hormones got me jackin’ off until my nerves hurt
Choppin’ up the bodies right into the lobby no one tried to stop me when i put her in a choke hold
Fuck her while shes dead
Cause the bitch's head leave her in the red
Im no joke when im on the four locos and im feelin funny when im on the brainsyck
Pump a nigga full of guts for motivation, punch a nigga's stomach to make you vomet whenever you realy want it, i hit with fornication you were murderer masterbation
Killin’ just for the taste'n put him in the basement head of a murder case'n put it up in her face an havin’ a mothafucka put himself up in a hated murder situation
You creepin with the fiendin, hyphy killin with the sickness im trippin up with em and puttin’ em up in ditches, im killin’ up anybody that wanna superhuman nigga so get this, Im leaving without a witness
And you dont wanna be the one thats still got me knockin nigga when i put you in the proper
When they see me comin’ they be runnin’ off with a gun because your fuckin’ with a psycho gorilla, machete up in your grill an we leave em in the freezer havin’ em beggin please im finding somebody stick it, I dont give a fuck about your beggin’ i cut him off by the leg an i said there'd be more evaded by the wicked

[Verse 2: Crucified]
Let em when i see em to run talking bleeding
Im’a see em when i creeping thats how long it takes to get em
But i really wanna bubble
But the fucker we didn't hit him
With the fuckers of 20 minutes squitting him
I beat em i can tell by the way he looked
That he didn't really wanna hit a nigga
When i came to slaughter is when i became the enemy
Pushing him within the center of the body
And the Ego
For some motherfuckers gonna tell me when its DONE. Better help me cause am buried ima put him in the cementary
Finding him n saving him
Am the one thats kinda scary
Cause am the murder and my skin
They calling me the funny I'm the knife that is given em
Am fucking incredible not a murder in a bullet
And i Hurting the Devil the phyco working the schedule. Pick up a chick and gotta flip it quick i gotta get em before its impossible to be logical. Burning my fire
Make a bullet hit him in the head
And tearing to know that i be sick
Hit em n gonna venom getting him under the tunnel so kill him
Pull the center of a MOTHERFUCKER BITCH
Capture them all i gotta get em all in the zone
Where they all go down and blew motherfucker port open
Got ima killing my skillin till over the river and the rythim
Splitin my bloody deliver. Open up a bottle
Full of gin put the liquor finna. get him in the bottle
Moving quickly to deliver. Smoking to the pace I've been
Diggin in the header. But they really need the folks to the winner. We are quicker than the game
What they get for the plan
Let me spit every pegging just to keep to drain
Only the blood watch for the tongue
Its Crucified be creepin with Twisted insane
Im wicked