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Twista
Twista
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
C. Mitchell
C. Mitchell
Composer
B. Byrant
B. Byrant
Composer
A. Yates
A. Yates
Songwriter

Lyrics

... 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 mesh my line MONSTER! Musical massacre Metaphysical minion may never match my grind When I'm bustin' you think I'm poppin' the E Hoppin' to Nina Boppin', need no stop and lockin' the B Niggas be 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 stopped the crew's water? You soft, I move rocks, a Mustafa Boondock ya boo, Soo-Woo, what the? Through 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 mauled 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 foe Sick and, uh, this is sick as suckas, sock a ho Nigga, oh, you ain't even in my optical I'll 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! 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 up and stomping them up in the gut You gotta be loving the cut and fuck it, I'm fucking 'em up And probably bustin' 'em up and vodka be up in the cup And drama be nothing to us A combination of some oddities coming to crush And y'all will be nothin' to touch, your body, we cutting 'em up Twista ready to bang and Tech got his face painted Like we bout to go and do a robbery up in a truck Whenever you recollect at me, a table taco Niggas, I see it like Liam Neesen in Taken No Taken 2, better yet, Tekken 2 Wrecking you like I was vehicle Eddie Or ready to reappear like I was Yoshimitsu From a darker side of the universe Universal predator is what you didn't know When they will go and get you And I'm immediately about to punish or run us a mutation Or hoba that'll treat you like a ho and 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 that 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 with lyrics, how I shoot this So either we go say fuck you while chucking up the deuces The booth is where the living proof is and I'm ruthless I could leave your whole team skadoosh, it's a nuisance Ooh it's, somebody you don't really want to get into it with I'm mythical, difficult and I don't know if it'll be A wise thing for you to do as far as tangling with the unusual Orien or 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 B cause I could 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
Writer(s): Carl Terrell Mitchell, Aaron Dontez Yates, B. Bryant Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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