Twisted Insane - Spider In The Night Lyrics
[Intro]BrainsickYeah that, yeah now youBrainBrain (7x)ShietYeah, gather aroundCome one, come mother*****in' all niggaIt's like it's, it's like it's[Verse: Twisted Insane]It's like a spider in the nightThat'll hit yo ass off with just one biteAnd you don't really wanna get affiliated with a nigga that'll run up onMother*****ers and bust on siteBrainsickRun up on ya semi-automatic MAC-11 when I put one to your domeNiggas steady runnin' from the hollow tip BOMBody brick breaker like a fat Jim JonesGet up out 'cha seat for the brainsick songBlack on my face for every missionBustin' on niggas when I'm in the zoneWhy you think half of these people is missin'Why you think half of these niggas is dissin'Cause I put their bodies in gravesThen why you think half of these people is pissin'Brain, brain, brain, brain, brain, brain, brainMurder when I cut 'em when I hit 'em with the millimeterThen when I'ma coming for the doughAin't no stoppin' this when a nigga collab on thisCause I drop this on a mother*****er thinkin' that I come and then blowAnd niggers really don't wanna battle meCause I'm better at what they're doin'I be different when I eat a mother*****er brainHysteria with fist of fury never never hurryI'ma bury it and bind a *****er six foots greyCan I keep on comin', can I keep on goin''Til the sign of come up, run up and get doneTake it to my (?) til I hit 'em fasterWhat I really wanted was to smoke a blunt up in this monthBut I'm drinkin' it up quick with a pint this monthThen I really gotta top it and get the nigga wanna nutAnd I really want nigga to be in public 'fore I gotta cut her(Huff and puff and huff and puff)Get the bottle poppin' off the homie and the body rottMaybe you could take another bullet in the roomHit it with the venom when I'm livin' off of venomAnd the niggas in the building before I carry for they doomIt's a spider in the night, fill the body with the sick 9mm, mother*****ersBetterBang, bangPoppin' off another one and cut 'em with the venom when I pop thatBrain, brain, brain, brain, brain, brain, brain (2x)They want itGot some mother*****er lookin' at me like a nigga really wanna get up andSit upPut bullets in mother*****ers that wanna run up on (Felicia?)Put bullets in mother*****ers that's (severed?) up on meGet the ***** grippin' and poppin' up on meHit a biddy ***** for until for me to come in, ayNigga better check out that's for Michael like you want a thingAnd I don't really give a, you don't really give aWho don't give a ***** about a nigga that's comin' to body-poppidyPoppin' every nigga that won't ever never bother meOn top of the mother*****ers that be after the brainCause I keep sinnin' with the 50, with the HenFeed it to my stomach, start messin' with the ginLurk around the corner where the niggas really wanna hit the Bloody MaryHold on, 'fore the (?) gon' see it[Outro]Wait, hold up nigga, hold upAy, what are you doin'Ay, that nigga smokin' all the mother*****in' weedAy, ***** that shit niggaI'm in this mother*****er doin' a verse man damn niggaBut you can't just smoke a pot of weed like that homieAy, pass that shit niggaYeahIt's mother*****er trip*sniffs**coughs*YeahOkay
