[Verse 1: Twisted Insane]

I was in the party, sippin up on bicardi, smoking weed, I got the bong

Pin a bitch and ain't no bitching, I be in the kitchen wishing I was home

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It's been a minute, I'm rolling my spinach, I'm ready to hit it, getting in my zone

Homie, I'm blown

Give me some water, I need it before a nigga really pass out

In the grass, high as a kite, I'm finna go night-night in the glass house

Then I pack another bud before I gotta gonna hurry and then imma smash out

Take it to the renegade upon a planet, really bout the shit I rap 'bout

Back out the driveway, high as Chris Tucker on a Friday

Drunk as fuck and barely standing up, but maybe this is my die day

This thing, Twisted Insane, brain feeling like a fucking fried egg

With no clothes, just a fuckin robe and I'm yelling shit up in the driveway

I gang with the night train, why me?

Yelling like a motherfucker, telling everybody in this bitch to try me

You can bring your boys and I'm poisoned like ivy

And I swear I'm finna shoot the next motherfucker say I look like Ice-T

I'm not that nicely, always sitting by myself when a nigga roll up

Fuck me, got the munchies, now I'm face-first in the donuts

Burn but you made the wrong turn, nigga, no cuts

Smoke weed til I'm so deep, imma throw up

Got the weed up and I'm thinking that I finna lit it when I hit the hash

Tried to make it to my hotel, it was smoke-filled, man I'm trash

Sit around and dab out, how long will I last?

[?]

Off another bottle of the liquor, in deep

On the darkside with some niggas, said "I'll cut you motherfuckers into mince meat"

Never tempt me

What? You got another bottle of the remy?

Give me, henny, many, many, many, many

I'm just a drunk, can I get a minute, man I really can't stop - I'm a drunk

Get another bottle, drowning in my fucking sorrows

I ain't go no money so I ask the homie "can I borrow?"

Gotta get going when it's no tomorrow

[Verse 2: DNA Tru Lyricist]

It's been a while since I rolled up a Cigarillo

But life's been pretty cold so I think I'm finsta buy a pack of zig-zags

Think I will get me a thick sack

Put the marijuana, then imma chill and kick back

With the diamond grinder, putting the weed inside, griding til it's granulated

They really be trying to kill the anxiety, bout to be tightening hands and shaking

Daily wasting my thoughts on the woman that really don't give a fuck about me

So imma puff on the joint and get high so I don't be giving a fuck about the world

Nothing but Brookelyn and Autumn, my two beautiful girls

They are my daughters and I am the father so don't even bother trynna make me swerve out of the lane

All of my sorrows, I must drown in the same old solar cup

The crown and vanilla and coke then I crack a bottle with the hoping to get fucked up

Or atleast bust up, or atleast enjoy the company of a freaky slut

Then bust a nut, enjoy the ride, then come back to reality

But it's not that way, another night alone, and it's just sad to see-

That everyone around me's got someone to hold and happily be-

In the situation, they're just cold and have no apathy

Cause actually they're settling for half the pie naturally

They just want someone they can hold on to until the summer comes

Cause when the heat is up, they gonna leave em for another one

And here they come, catching your girl's attention, she on the run

And that's just the way that life is, I promise you're gonna fucking come to realise it

Trust me, the truth is it's ill-advised to show you the mize inside of a woman with killer eyes

In disguise, hiding kitchen knives under pillow to pillowfight

Til it's a bloody red sight and time to kill the lights

Fuck that, I'd rather kill the mic and not take pills

And I don't know what that's like, but Mac Miller might

That's still a sight that's sad to see, pass me a [?]

And imma sit here at this bar looking at women left and right

And imma end up going home alone again and hop on Tekken, might-

Play me some Call of Duty or some Fortnite

Take a hungry man out the oven, grab a fork-knife

Eat it while I watch Forensic Files on my 4k nice 900 E-Sony TV

As I write to this track with Twisted Insane, it ain't a thing you're gonna see

The Tru Lyricist at his finest, ripping it from behind

It's the hoofs of a stallion, reach for the sky

I never been the type to ruin the competition

I'm the drummer boy, prrum-pa-pa-pum the competition, brrum

Here I end you coming from another dimension

As I'm puffing on this joint again burning off the inches

I'm up in the game and I'm wrecking em all when I'm hitting em up with the lyricism

There is no tomorrow, stay twisted tongue [?]

[Hook: Diogenes] (x2)

There's no tomorrow from what I can see

Hearing these voices, they want me to bleed

Crying at night as I look at the sky

Feeling envious, so you know I stay high

[Verse 3: Tha Fallen Angel]

So they tell me I've lost it whenever I'm on this

Til my mind will just shrink up and blow out my eardrum

But how can this be an addiction when the pen I've equipped is a weapon that fights back the demon-

I see in the mirror at night watching over

Looking to take the piece of my soul that's left over

Feel like I'm just in a time warp that's got worse

But fuck it, I'll take out this bitch with the grinder

Losing myself in a blink when I take off

They think I'm a psycho when I'm taking this mask off

The sniff of the smoke and I'm took to a place

That you're hoping and praying I never do come back

But this shit's my cocaine, it's a habit

I can't kick a virus that infects my thoughts with no stopping

Better not stir up the beast with no bullshit

I'm quick to flip shit if you're doubting my flow, bitch

Flick the lighter anytime when I'm around

Imma show you motherfuckers how the hell I burn it down

Better believe it when I tell you all my time is slowly ticking

Every minute, every second, 'fore I blow up in your face, like-

They don't wanna be messing with how I do it

My methods are fucking vicious with the shit up in my system

You're wishing I would've warned, but fuck it, it's got me going

The energy with the pen is just crazy from when I go hard

They beg me to stop it, but I can't, it's addictive

When I let this engulf in my body

I feel such a rush that is pushing me roughly

When I'm feeling so low, in a blink I just know

One hit of the smoke on the mic

I just know that this angel ain't seeing tomorrow

[Verse 4: Leach]

Rolling the marijuana, taking a hit up on my stash

Smoking it by the bowl, I can never make it last

Going crazy when I'm blasted, you can blame it on the gas

I been growing a bud that's massive so I'm saving all my cash

It's the weed-toking animal, taking a hit of incredible

Got me feeling like a vegetable when I'm munching an edible

Hold up, give me a minute, imma spit some acidic, get with it

Pass the blunt, I'll hit it cause I never will not rip it (yo)

All day, all night, gotta stay high

I be red-eyed til I fucking die

Fuck sorrow, bitch, there's no tomorrow

I've been spilling all this blood in the mud just to get by

Gotta pack a bowl, yo this glow got me in the zone

To my dome, [?], gotta get me gone

I ain't never feeling wrong puffing on the bong

I like it really strong, holding long when I hit the bong

I only get to kill it when I fill up, on the realer

Shit like Godzilla, knock you out like anaesthetics

Got the medicine like a medic, wanna be tired or energetic?

Chop it up and light it up and then give this shit a second

Unbelievable, breathable, sticky plant, got the green, man

I'm even down to dab it, I was blazing like a fiend

Got me into it, into another bag, already picking up another cause I'm faded

Now I'm blowing Tangerine Dream

I'm feeling so cold, I always stay stoned

They tell me to relax but I cannot do that, they just don't know

Got nowhere to hide, the fight's in my mind

So I keep blazing, I'm gonna keep chasing this shit, yeah I gotta get high

[Hook: Diogenes] (x2)

There's no tomorrow from what I can see

Hearing these voices, they want me to bleed

Crying at night as I look at the sky

Feeling envious, so you know I stay high

[Verse 5: VBL]

[Verse 6: Momentim]

Taking a hit of the blunt and I finish it off in the bong, this shit’s strong

So how do I go about spilling my guts in a song?

Been so long, since I could go a couple of hours without my weed fix

And now I don’t know the difference of being awake or if I’m dreaming

Cause I’m fiending 24/7 feels like I’m in heaven after that first hit

It may not be physical but it’s a mental addiction that I’m cursed with

It got worse when I realized that I wasn’t even the same person

So I tried to cut back on the weed but instead I replaced it with some bourbon

Cause I was hurting inside, I’d be lying if I said suicide never crossed my mind

Let’s put it behind, in the past I was in a dark place, it was a dark time,working part-time, for a dollar sign, looking for a sign, smoke a fat blunt in the meantime

Fast forward time, no more stop signs, this is my time. -----

Rising up out of the ashes of my past self -

And then I fly first class and collect the cash whenever I pass go

Put you assholes in a body cast or incapacitate you with a lasso

To those who had their doubts I’ll make you die slow like tobacco no apologies, ----

Because my flow is hotter than tobasco they’re applauding me

And it’s easily digestible, gastroenterology

I’m ready for this type of responsibility to fall on me

My past will always follow me but the path that I’ve been following

Is part of the master plan to become the man that I was gonna be

If I didn’t seclude myself from everyone and smoke a ton of weed

My mind was so foggy I couldn’t see what was in front of me

Now I’m tryna fill up a void that until a couple years ago was hollow

Bit off more than I could chew but I still went ahead and swallowed

My pride didn’t wanna hide and stay stuck in my sorrow

So I stepped in the public eye and I’m living like there’s no tomorrow, Let’s go

[Hook: Diogenes] (x2)

There's no tomorrow from what I can see

Hearing these voices, they want me to bleed

Crying at night as I look at the sky

Feeling envious, so you know I stay high

[Verse 7: LyteSpeed]

[Verse 8: Wild Wild Wes]

To the top of the brain, there lies Twisted Insane

Til you're pit in the game to just living in pain

It's the end of the- aye

A world with sorrow leaves you with no tomorrow

It's Wild Wild Wes

[Hook: Diogenes] (x2)

There's no tomorrow from what I can see

Hearing these voices, they want me to bleed

Crying at night as I look at the sky

Feeling envious, so you know I stay high