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twisted insane - count brackula lyrics

[verse 1: twisted insane]
people lookin’ at me like i am lucifer
starin’ at me funny when i pull up in the driveway with
chainsaws in the backseat with the meat still on
trunk filled up with the big loads and them know that i am sick
cover it up and i tell ’em all it was some movie sh_t
tell ’em it was only fireworks when fire squirt from the uzi spit
diarrhea from the mouth, now i’m finna drown ’em all in dookie sh_t
pull up on ’em any day, anywhere, i don’t really care who he with
they don’t really wanna get it with the brainsick
from the 619 all the way to worldwide with this gang sh_t
televised for your enjoyment, it’s pointless, ain’t it?
everybody feelin’ brainsick and he will go apesh_t
pull up on ’em with the schwarzenegger like i’m ?ornament?
there was 40 bottle in the brain, insane with the gun in hand
f_ck around and make a thanksgiving when i eat ’em all up like a honey ham
god d_mn, ?made around and? scram, i got biscuits and honey jam
’97 with a mac_11 and a ragtop
comin’ from the dirt, put in work with the low lifes and the have nots
find me in the dark, no love, with a bolt nut and a padlock
better think about what you can say before you f_ck around and get your ?med? shot
count brackula

[bridge: twisted insane]
and i keep tellin’ these n_ggas
but i don’t [?] sick
n_ggas want funk
but they don’t wanna bust triggers
i be outside my whip
tell ’em all jump
breath still smellin’ like liquor
15 pound in my sh_t
biddy_bum_bump
rappers will claim they all ill
but they ain’t sick like this
brackula
[chorus: dayo g]
used to have a holy blood in my veins
now it’s spoiled all around
used to have a soul till it went low
up when the sun go down
(brackula)
count brackula, count brackula
count brackula, count brackula
count brackula, count brackula
count brackula, count brackula

[verse 2: twisted insane]
in the dark with the green crack and the bong still lit
smokin’ weed up with the devil, runnin’ with the metal, i be in a strong lil’ whip
pull up by a n_gga self, i don’t need no help when they end up all lil’ b_tch
i don’t even wanna hear it, keep it with the evil spirits, they saw that sh_t
sorry, had to be the one to tell ’em you ain’t all that sick
b_tch ain’t really with it, you don’t wanna see me in the kitchen with an all black fit
n_ggas get to runnin’ when i pull up on ’em with the tommy and they all backflip
(_who the f_ck you thought you was, leatherface, pinhead?) _blood, all that sh_t
mask on every single day like i’m leatherface
give a n_gga six feet ‘fore you get the big heat, not a can of mace
n_gga be up out the start, don’t n0body pitch out, so you better race
put ’em in the trunk, n_gga, don’t n0body wanna thump, i got better pace
all the sudden everybody wanna hear the dark side
i think it’s h_lla funny, ‘specially when n_ggas b_tch out on the car ride
hit the far side, you think you tough, i leave you burn up into small fry
i’m already dead, put one in my head, go ‘head, we can all die
brackula
[bridge: twisted insane]
and i keep tellin’ these n_ggas
but i don’t [?] sick
n_ggas want funk
but they don’t wanna bust triggers
i be outside my whip
tell ’em all jump
breath still smellin’ like liquor
15 pound in my sh_t
biddy_bum_bump
rappers will claim they all ill
but they ain’t sick like this
brackula

[chorus: dayo g]
used to have a holy blood in my veins
now it’s spoiled all around
used to have a soul till it went low
up when the sun go down
(brackula)
count brackula, count brackula
count brackula, count brackula
count brackula, count brackula
count brackula, count brackula

- twisted insane

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