Overdose

Shit, niggas got me higher than a motherfucker off up in here, man.
 Damn, the fuck y'all get this weed from?
 Motherfucker overdose or some shit off this shit, god damn
 Check this shit out though.
 (Twista)
 Now pussy player haters say that I'm too raw with it
 but y'all thinkin cause I be talkin shit
 them hoes say that nigga cold as hell
 Fuck what the punks are talkin bout
 I wanna get up with that big ballin bitch
 plus niggas feelin what I'm on as well
 Plus got my mind in the zone
 The one that's rocking fresh Pelle Pel's
 Sweet tooth'll shine on his bone
 Somebody beatin up the block on fresh rider rims
 If it's me hell, you can tell by the design on the chrome
 Crying on the phone
 Hoe thinkin I'm in love with her
 cause she took me shoppin and had me tryin on cologne
 So I left her on the line with the tone
 Got up with this other bitch
 Brought no weed cause she fire'n up her own
 So hurry with the Phillie bitch, I'm really sick
 off of some illa shit
 Here go a rusty razor blade, but still it split
 and fill it with the killer shit so I can really trip
 It's like the bud was tailor made for milli-clips
 and mac-10's, I lit the b from the back end
 Straight to the chest and it got me sprung
 My lungs started collapsing - shit nigga what's happenin?
 The sess got me trippin off the drums and guns, ready for action
 Duck a swang or either other thang
 Try to be tough and bang and scuff and hang
 Suffer pain left deranged then youse a bogus m'uhfucker mayn
 Since the beat struck a vein, I'm too strange
 for m'uhfuckers to compete with
 I'm on some infrared heat shit
 with a deep clique, what I eat sleep shit
 Well if it's a freak bitch, she can suck a sweet dick
 til she's seasick; blockin niggas out like 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 niggas comatose from my overdose
 Chorus: Twista
 I done put the fuel on it, take a pull on it
 We overdosin on weed and sendin all y'all off into a thang
 Kill off all enemies while makin G's, catch you off on your knees
 and snatchin fees now that I'm up in this game
 I done put the fuel on it, take a pull on it
 We overdosin on weed and sendin all y'all off into a thang
 Kill off all enemies while makin G's, catch you off on your knees
 Niggas rollin me b's just so they can hang
 (Twista)
 Can you figure out the cause and effect?
 Niggas comin on your set
 Thugs comin out they drawers with a tec
 Victim bleedin from the neck
 Shirts is getting wet, shorties yellin threats
 Lookin for the one who called for the deck
 Now they airin out the hall in the spot
 Hitting stomachs leavin niggas pinched up
 Bodies balled in a knot
 Bullet holes in the wall from a glock
 Searchin for the one who called in the shots
 Hypes crawlin for rocks
 Goin all in the socks of the recently deceased
 from what was released
 From the chrome beast to the dome piece
 Visions in my mind bein increased by inner beef
 and some grief, but when I chief on some strong leaf
 I'm snappin hard enough to make a nigga try to check his own chief
 Violate him but can't annihilate him
 Pickin up his own teeth and it's on with the microphone deep
 Stimulate him with pistols penetrate him
 Nerves still droppin cause adrenaline pumpin is a m'uhfucker
 Hit him with the steel bloodsuckers
 Murdered the bud, and I was makin sure
 every one of you hoe studs suck us
 And I bullshit you not if it was full clips, two glocks
 you would still die or you'll get too hot
 Cause when my fuel kick you'll drop
 Hypes is trickin on you
 Tell me where he at bitch and you'll get two rocks
 (Okay!) Cause when my tool click you'll pop
 Can't have this hype nigga stop shit, I'm hazardous
 Makin musical miracles like I'm Jesus of Nazerath
 Yet disasterous, smokin on half and hash, fuck if it's cancerous
 Bust ass (?) cause I mastered this
 It's hard to breathe, I'm bustin like an A-bomb
 cause I'm in the zone, twenty-two a cold shit up my sleeve
 It's hard to stay calm
 Thinkin about the bitches that I've been up on
 Hittin my enemies and competition up with lethal rolls
 that's damagin, flows that's callous and we're leavin
 thick ladies frantic and people in the industry panickin
 I thought we got in this to get out of pistol handlin
 Now it's possible m'uhfuckers could start vanishin
 Fuck the Anacin I be toking plenty of stanky for stress
 and flowin over notes; them studs thinkin they can get close
 I know I got you trippin off the shit
 a nigga said off a overdose
 Chorus
 (Twista)
 C'mon and toke on a dub with me; I love cities with parties
 that's full of bitches where they let me rub titties
 Be able to pack a snub with me; in case we get in some static
 and gotta start leakin blood from stud skinnies
 So don't ask if it's the bud in me; because for some reason
 I smoke on some weed and get too wicked and raw
 It can't be nickel or somethin, way it's chokin me
 potency'll have me rockin mics
 and givin your bitch dick in the jaw, I'm hookin the law
 You're lookin in awe, took what you saw
 Got the B's pen and pad out the bottom drawer
 Then got to bitin and formulatin some shit you called your own
 but take it to the rehab cause you got a flaw
 To put it simple you ain't cold enough
 Trippin out like you can't control the stuff
 Lackin rhythm like you known to bust
 In a different zone from us
 You niggas need to sit the fuck down
 get a swisher and roll this up
 If you think I'm speakin too bold, whassup?
 I ain't even on no hoe shit; plus the mob is so thick
 I'm the type of nigga you should wanna get up close to
 and take a smoke with
 If there's static then check yo' clique; my mind is so sick
 I be tweakin with speakin releasin energy to show I know the ropes
 Cause when it comes to this rap shit
 niggas will choke til I'm ghost
 while I breath reefer smoke from my overdose
 Try to put me to the test, gimme some budda bless
 I'll show you who the best
 Release the vocal trilogy.
 Traxter Aight T god damn slow it up mayn! M'uhfuckers done felt you mayn!
 We can go on to some next shit
 Twista God damn man you stoppin motherfuckers and shit
 Man I'm tryin to get my zone on
 Let niggas hear what the fuck I'm doin man
 Traxter I mean you done zoned man
 Let's go to the next cut baby
 Twista Man, fuck that shit