Twisted

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Boy I feel fantastic
 Flow so classic
 Offense, or defense?
 What's your tactic?
 Me? I like the O
 Just thought I'd let you know,
 But I be playing D
 When they be scheming on the low
 Cuz they act real real
 Until you walk up out the do'
 Then they be saying thangs
 That have you looking like, "Woah!"
 I ain't gonna say no names,
 But now you know that I know
 I just hope you come to realize
 That I had to let you go
 I'm like Dimethyltryptamine,
 Or DMT.
 Listerine
 I'm fresh
 She diggin' me. She feelin' me
 She sizzlin'. iYess!
 I got the green. Got the heat
 Can you tell me what's next?
 Grab the loud.Break it down
 I feel it in my chest
 Feel it in my eyeballs
 Feel like I might fall off of the Eiffel Tower
 And spiral all the way down
 Through the lair of the Pyro
 Maniac, then be born again through revival
 Twisted
 Lifted. Flow like liquid
 Gifted. You'll be addicted to the sickness.
 Have you shiftin' in an instant
 Don't get it twisted
 Lifted. Flow like liquid
 Gifted
 You'll be addicted to the sickness
 Have you shiftin' in an instant
 Risen from the prison
 I had been living in
 My decision to use division
 On some of my so-called friends
 And it changed me for the better
 Cuz birds of a feather fly together
 This is pineal expansion
 Young boy handsome
 Finna' have the game on lock
 Ransom. Nah,
 I aint got no house up in the Hampton's,
 But I'd like to welcome you to my mansion
 I call it medulla. King, like Luther
 The Man, like Super. Hot, like Krueger
 Yeah I'm talkin' Freddy
 Pop the confetti. Gotta do it big
 Already!
 Now Aint nothin wrong with reggie
 As long as you smoking heavy
 I break it down like a levee
 SpongeBob. I'm ready!
 Blowing up like propane
 Rap thang on a choke chain
 Got em' hooked like cocaine
 These suckas is so lame!
 These suckas is profane!
 Oh mayne, no shame you're a no name
 No name
 Twisted
 Lifted. Flow like liquid
 Gifted. You'll be addicted to the sickness
 Have you shiftin' in an instant
 Don't get it twisted
 Lifted. Flow like liquid
 Gifted
 You'll be addicted to the sickness
 Have you shiftin' in an instant
 Got space, but I aint got none for the bullshit
 Don't make me unload a full clip of this lyrical miracle
 This empirical. Nah, this is spiritual
 God got his hands on the steering wheel
 Sometimes I feel like he's snoozing though
 Little do I know he got it in cruise control
 Sometimes is amusing though,
 And sometimes I forget. It's confusing bro
 This that black and white fusion flow
 Pollution flow. Dirty South Houston flow
 Best thing as far as evolution goes
 Loved ones, never substituting those
 Nah, never substituting those
 Speak the truth your contribution grows
 Speak the truth your contribution grows
 Not an alien. I'm a human hoe!
 Excuse me. Let me clear my throat.
 Cuz this young nigga right here finna gloat.
 Nah, I ain't really got a hand full of dough
 This a plan with a goal, and a man full of soul
 This a young man who won't forget his roots
 City of the Screw
 Doin' what it do
 Always keep it true
 Whenever I come through
 Badda-bing Badda-boom
 Not a thing. Not a worry
 Keep it calm
 It's not a hurry.
 Stay strong. It's still early
 Stay strong it's still early
 So clean so dirty
 So clean so dirty
 So clean so dirty

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Duration
04:41
Key
7
Tempo
122 BPM

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