Wicked

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Crucified & Twisted Insane - Rap

Wicked

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[Verse 1: Twisted insane] Goin up in 'em Hit 'em with the shit that have a mothafucka beggin' for his life before I split him Eat a nigga flesh, it wasn't me, the devil told me what to do And so I did it rip a nigga like he denim Sacrifice a chick, never the one to be the one to run away from nothing, I'm a motherfucking pervert It could have been the pornos I don't give a fuck because my hormones Got me jackin' off until my nerves hurt Choppin' up the body, drag you to the lobby No one tried to stop me when I put her in a choke hold Fuck her while she's dead Cut the bitch's head, leave her in the red I'm no joke when im on the Four Lokos And I'm feelin' phenomenal when I'm on the Brainsick Put one in your face to contest them for motivation Put one in your stomach get ready to make you vomit Whenever you really want it I hit you with fornication you were murderer masturbation Kill her just for the taste'n put her up the basement head of a murder case'n put it up in her face and havin' a mothafucka put yourself in full of hatin' and murderous situations You sleepin' with the fishes, I have to be killin' sickness I'm servin' 'em with the visions, I put 'em up in the ditches, I'm killin' up anybody that wanna be superhero, niggas'll get deleted, I'm leavin' without a witness And you dont wanna be the one thats lookin at me like a nigga really would not put you in a river When they hear me comin' Better get to runnin', off 'em with a gun Because you're fuckin' with a silverback gorilla Machete up in your liver we leavin him in the freezer Havin' 'em beggin' please, I'm finding somewhere to stick it I don't give a fuck about your beggin', I cut him off at the leg and I'm steadily motivated by the wicked [Verse 2: Crucified] They don't wanna see a two-piece when it's all completed They receive it ?? thats how long it takes to get em I don't really wanna bother Motherfucker we can get him With the fuckers of 20 minutes squitting him I beat em i can tell the way they look That they don't really wanna get at me But when it come to slaughter is when they become my enemy I'm 'posed to do with dollars and I bloody everybody And the ego-feeling sorry motherfuckers gonna stop me then its ON. Better help me kill and bury 'em, I put him in the cementary Find it sanitary Am the one thats kinda scary Cause I'm murderin' and scarin' 'em They calling me the Freddy I'm the knife that is given em I'm fucking incredible on a murderer level I get to hurting the Devil in circle, working the schedule. Pick up a chick and I gotta pick it up quick and I gotta get 'em for real, it's impossible to be logical. Fury and fire To make a motherfucker tippin' and now you don't retire Into the method, I be sick Hand 'em a gun, I'mma kill 'em with ?? I got a Competitor that's a MOTHERFUCKER BITCH Capture on 'em, gotta get 'em and I swarm 'em They all fall down, I threw 'em off this fuckin' portal Got ima killing my skillin till over the river, fillin' 'em up with the venom Spillin' the blood off your liver. Open up a bottle And then drink up all the liquor, finna get him with the bottle Moving quickly to deliver. Swingin' at the face and they can Take it to the head But they really gonna get it, feelin' fucked up by the winner. We're quicker to gain What they get for the plan When we split up your brainthen it's kill and you drain All of your blood watch for the tongue Its Crucified creepin' with Twisted insane Im wicked

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Credits

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  • Twisted Insane
  • Crucified