Twista lyrics

Twista lyrics

"Overdose lyrics"

Susan's House lyrics
Going over to Susan's house Walking south down Baxter Street Nothing hiding behind this picket fence There's a crazy old woman smashing bottles on the sidewalk where her house burnt down two years ago People say that back then she really wasn't that crazy Going over to Susan's house Going over to Susan's house I can't be alone tonight Down by the Donut Prince a 15 year old boy lies on the sidewalk with a bullet in his forehead, in a final act of indignity the paramedics take off all his clothes for th e whole world to see while they put him in the bag Meanwhile an old couple argues inside the queen bee the sick fluorescent light shimmering on their skin Going over to Susan's house Going over to Susan's house She's going to make it right Take a left down at Copark A kid asks do I like some crack TV sets are spewing Ba


Shit, niggaz 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 niggaz feelin what I'm on as well
Blunts got my mind in the zone
The one that's rocking fresh Pelle Pel's
True to the 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 firin up her own
So hurry with the Phillie bitch, I'm really sick
off of some illy 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 bead 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 and swang on either upper thang
Try to be tougher, bang, scuff and hang
Suffer pain, left deranged then youse a bogus m'uhfucker mayn
System be struck a vein, I'm too strange
for m'uhfuckers to compete with
I'm on some infrared hea
Empire Of Luciferian Race lyrics
Rise...pagan onesRise...satans sonsRise...shields and swordsRise...sounds of warDestroy realms of lightBurning heavens throneReigning ancient waysNew world here to staySatan lives, satan lives,Satan lives, satan lives.Rise...red eyed beastRise...fullmoon godRise...black abyssOpen seven gatesStand high knowledged onesFire summons theeWe are thy new breedSatan lives, satan lives,Satan lives, satan lives.Legions marchingWar drums beatingWeapons strikingChristians fallingNew world reigningPagan victoryIn the name of satan, lucifer and baalHail the ancients and their mighty realmI raise the torches flaming high aboveLord of nature I worship thee.
t 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
Me 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
Me 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 beads 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
with 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
Hook In Her Head lyrics
Certain things I love Spend my time I guess I'll have to unhook those hooks This woman literally Felt she had a hook in her head Rip it up Live it down Make it big Keep it clean Shake it off Take him off Take it off Do him good Keep it up Shake it off He's a fucking drag But if you don't then you watch him go If you can you see it home You be strong And when you die it's a shame But you old life stays the same She has a hook in her head I saw this lady close her eyes The bottle slipped between her fingers And slid along the aisle If I were a man I'd have a gun But I'm so bone tired I'm so bone tired I'm old... I watch the snow make slow time I watch the snow cover up the bottle So I can slip between I will read the label from underneath I wear the circle in my sleep
Pickin up his own teeth and it's on with the microphone deep
Stimulate him with pistols penetrate him
Nerves still jumpin cause adrenaline pumpin is a m'uhfucker
Hit him with the steel bloodsuckers
Murdered the bud lovers 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 this hype nigga stop shit, I'm hazardous
Makin musical miracles like I'm Jesus of Nazerath
Yet disasterous, smokin on halves and hash, fuck if it's cancerous
Bust ass to the beat 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'm fin' to bone
Hittin my enemies and competition up with lethal blows
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 and stankin from 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 st
Manchmal lyrics
Unterm Bett ist morgens manchmal alles voller Tr?nen doch das Kissen ist trocken und man fragt sich wie kommt das da hin manchmal r?kelt sich der Teppich wie ein haariges Tier und man bei?t in seinen R?cken und hat Echsenblut am Kinn Sieh dich vor ich werde auch dich verraten es kommt schon noch die Zeit manchmal tun mir meine Worte meine Taten furchtbar weh und leid furchtbar weh und leid Jemand sch?ttet unser Leben manchmal weg aus vollen Eimern doch die Erde wo es hinspritzt spuckt es uns zur?ck ins Gesicht ich lese nur noch wenn ich schlafe und nur zwischen den Zeilen und ich h?re nur noch zu wenn jemand blitzschnell r?ckw?rts spricht Halt mich fest ich falle die Welt ist mir zu steil die Stirn so spiegelglatt manchmal findet selbst mein Sturz vom Seil in der Tiefsee statt in der Tiefsee statt Ich habe mir alles
art 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 soft the 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 buddha 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 to the next shit
[Twista] God damn man you stoppin muh'fuckers and shit
Man I'm tryin to get my zone on
Let niggaz 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
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