an eclipse When smokin' them devils put your hands together Like you know the host 'Cause ain't no nigga that can resist the words from the twist' Leavin
a better mind state or phase To replace all the wicked ideas erased All the fears about the payroll, what you say Lo about Sko We representin' the Chi, do or die for real Niggaz caps gettin' twist
Dipset, Killa, Street's what it is I done stopped and styled hummers, rock for wild summers The nerve in me, these courtesy of Crocodile Hunter (That
Mister right, kissed her right...make sure that her lips get white She don't suck nothing, buzzen but she lick it nice She a hummer, nah plumber she can "twist
Im on silver haze what is u cheffin? Im in the coupe keepin the rest of the birds sleepin And Im high to the tip top...and im twisted with a slip knot
s just lost her only son To the game and the gun except "Mami, I'ma ride for him" The look that she gave me like, "Sparks you got some nerve" 'Cause most
You know you not a trick So won't ya talk some more shit bout another bitch Chorus: {3x} Verse three: {yella boy} I like to watch a p popper Twist,
forgotten tears Nothing done without a motive, proving they were smart Every path they traced for me another kind of chart Corporate Christie says it all the meeting is a-twist
'm lookin' for trouble/ Twist it up like a good double, twist it up like some fine weed/ Got beef in the streets, you can hire me, twist 'em like screws
a seat Well, I should see it as a brand new start But I'm all Adam's apple and f-f-f-fast beatin' heart My nerves they twist and they jerk See no drugs
suffering life, the dream Pain, the highest order Scorching inside of my skin Terminal spirit disease An itch of thirst twisting my tortured nerves Kill the worm that is depression Join the leeches of oppression Unrure, twisted
rot away and dream Dream of forgotten years dream of the touch of another's hand I am to be a meal of starved worms My nerves are twisting for the light
brings death Your changing the time has come to go insane Young brains are twisted and deranged the blood clots The bad thoughts dead nerves die and hatred
on your nerves And then you take me to the level of some bullshit You said ya never had these problems from a white chic You got me twisted and twisted
retreat Let's go back in time and steal my whole steez The Quickening, did a bris at the christenin' I'm exercisin', doin' liftings and twistings Instinct
just spit it out and I'll truly understand what the problem is 'cause you got me twisted tryin' to stress birds kickin' that f word fuckin around, flirtin' and stressin' my nerves
brain It needs me I'm helpless, trapped behind Its walls Tearing apart my mind It burns Upon my naked soul It feeds Streams of consciousness fill the page As my nerve
concentration and know nothing else I take my problems lay 'em on the shelf Block all the calls then shut off the cell It's not absurd niggas get on my nerves