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Twisted Insane

You Mad

 

You Mad

(album: Voodoo 3 - 2021)


Insane
Sick James
Brain

I put you rappers in between some pita bread
Scramble your vocab like it was cheese and eggs
Momma had a hard time putting me to bed
Anyone in my house could'a been sick but they picked me instead
I'm Batman when he running to that damn Joker
I'm Dracula with the fangs out, Bram Stoker
Run around with a cape on in Chuck T-s like fuck these
People don't wanna compete, I eat like a ham shoulder
Step in the booth, I turn you from mice to men
Better off men to mice when my knife gets to slice again
Hi, my friend, someone tell me which one he is hiding in
Give it up 'cause ain't nobody stopping me when I begin
Kill 'em all and drink the blood like Heineken
I'm Jason Vorhees with a little Freddy
You try'na kill me, miss, well, shit try again
I eat 'em up like breadsticks with my spaghetti
I'm in a Michael Myers mask driving
Looking out for the ones who still hiding
They about to be the ones who all dying
Put 'em all up in a bong and I'm flying
Really I'm getting sick of being nice shit
My basic instinct's to hit you with an icepick
Or maybe you will get woke up in a night shift
And hung over the balcony (Like who?) Vanilla Ice shit

Mad
You mad
You mad
Mad

I'm still behind the wheel, I ain't make it far
I had to pull over 'fore I crash the car
Ended up as the last one sitting getting trashed
Passed out and my Michael Myers mask on the fucking bar
Matter of fact I think I've had one too many
I killed Santa when he came down the chimney
I killed the Easter Bunny, he was try'na get me
A couple eggs, shit, he was being friendly
Watch out for the ones in the dark, shooting
Little niggas who be at the park, pooping
People become innocent bystanders out hooping
They don't want it with the werewolf, shoot arrows like Cupid
Hit 'em all up with the venom and I got away upon a bus
Hopping to another city when they come and get me just to make a major bust
Fade to dust, they don't wanna come in, I'm dangerous
Way lit to this day, shit, I stay Brainsick [?]
No cap though but I say this to scare you, nigga
Walk in the asylum, I dare you, nigga
Brain sicker than most, bring the Theraflu with ya
Break out the new 4 pound when the coroner zip ya
Really I'm getting sick of being nice shit
Cannibal [?] this shit, I'm way sicker than ?Sirus?
Sit about with the ginsu but really though, I'm fins' to
Kill all you motherfuckers (Like what?) Coronavirus

Mad
You mad
You mad
Mad

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