Released on May 16, 2017

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[Intro]

Abstract on the beat


[Verse 1: Twisted Insane]

I wake up to whatever sick thought pops in my head

Brainsick!

I don't give a shit about what the doctors have said

I may sleep til three in the afternoon

Then wake up still drunk

Talk shit to this lil' bitch, and then I ash out my blunt

Born brazy, my twisted thoughts are hangin' covered in blood

And some say I'm a little coo-coo then its off with they nuts

Get the fuck out my face I'm erasing my foes

I blow that bomb ass weed

And step to the door with the gold .44 and folded gold khakis

Everybody gon' riff there ain't no love

I still eat gum and cheese

You hugging that ho like she gon' squeeze him

That's that one bitch please

I don't give a fuck 'bout what she say blood its yo life so live

I turn one negative to a positive for the empty clip

And nobody in front of me 'finna' be giving me no kinda slap

When it come to this shit

Nigga's is busting your mental not telling you whether you're better that's whether you grip

Brainsick!

I'm lit to the face and space, I'm in between

I-I am Twisted Insane and this has been my sweet sixteen


[Chorus: Dikulz & *Omega Sin*]

*Sick thoughts of the sick thoughts*

The virus has spread

*Better you dip off and get lost*

Go hide in your bed

*Whenever I'm pissed off get picked off*

You'll be winding up dead

My game is on point and sharp so kiss this knife in your head


[Bridge: Dikulz & Omega Sin]

My [path twisted?] when they turning to murder can't back out (x3)

Life's a bitch I'll make you cement, now watch as I tap out


[Verse 2: King ISO]

Hey yo I grew up looking at people who got more than me

I started off and not all there like God shorted me

Tweaking in dressing rooms fixing the Billy Bob Thornton freaks

Twenty-seven having dementia before I'm forty-three

When I was homeless I would dine and dash

Could not afford to eat

Loitering in front of my parents house hoping that mom noticed me

Knew that I would make it one day I would rhyme boastfully

And now I'm on tour and ho's treat me like I'm Jodeci

Damn!

This shit is brazy to me

Most of these nigga's ain't brain sick to me

Doctors have never come taken your freedom

And giving you a bunch of papers to read

Making you bleed every morning they taking your blood

But I'm in the room making some heat

Like I don't make it bitch, one day that's indeed

And like Colin Kaepernick they're taking a knee

I was so used to people that's spraying on me

Now they say oh my god and they praying to me

All I'm doing is writing and making these beats and record it

And they're gonna pay me to see

And there's gon be bitches want babies from me

But that's brazy 'cause I got some babies to feed

So I just pick up the .380 and squeeze

This'll make me to kill em all [?] oh please


[Chorus: Dikulz & *Omega Sin*]

*Sick thoughts of the sick thoughts*

The virus has spread

*Better you dip off and get lost*

Go hide in your bed

*Whenever I'm pissed off get picked off*

You'll be winding up dead

My game is on point and sharp so kiss this knife in your head


[Bridge: Dikulz & *Omega Sin*]

My [path twisted?] when they turning to murder can't back out (x3)

Life's a bitch I'll make you cement, now watch as I tap out


[Verse 3: Dikulz]

Life's a bitch

Anxiety stricken

Depressed since I was six

Find me cracking jokes trying to find a way to make light of it

Even though inside I'm piss tired

Cause I've been fighting with life

It's a struggle

So I'll strike twice to make sure that life's the miss

They say it's best if you vent, words are just therapeutic

Well so is beating the pussy, so I be tearing through it

Couldn't bare to share all my thoughts or you would be staring stupid

Or it'd leave you stuck and impaired like you were scared of movement

I-I got the sense and I ain't scared to use it

I'll take the bread

You scared of gluten

Savage, when I rush in I ride bears like Putin

Now parachute your troops

And I'll pick em out of the air, I'll shoot em

I'm underground for a reason now be prepared to nuke em

Gather crowds and make em gather round

Now put him in the house where they get rowdy with it

Everybody that doubted me now will get, cause I'mma take em all out in about a minute

I'll circle round and I'll stomp you out

And I won't stop until your mouth is splitting

Hit until the ground is just flooded with blood then drown you in it


[Chorus: Dikulz & *Omega Sin*]

*Sick thoughts of the sick thoughts*

The virus has spread

*Better you dip off and get lost*

Go hide in your bed

*Whenever I'm pissed off get picked off*

You'll be winding up dead

My game is on point and sharp so kiss this knife in your head


[Bridge: Dikulz & Omega Sin]

My [path twisted?] when they turning to murder can't back out (x3)

Life's a bitch I'll make you cement, now watch as I tap out


[Verse 4: Omega Sin]

Who knew disposing a body would be this hard

I'll bury ya with the rest of the cadavers in my backyard

It only takes one drop of blood to get my dick rock hard

I need to drink me a couple of quarts of the blood or I'll break out in sores

I'm like an open sore

Fall in deep depression cause the worlds recession

I'm spreading disease like an airborne infection

You'd think that they come from another dimension

All of my life I was gettin arrested and fucking my teacher at school in detention

Not gonna mention thrown in corrections from holding a weapon like Charleton Heston

Shit about to get domestic

Bury you somewhere in Texas

I'll beat you repeatedly then I will secretly scratch your name off of my hit-list

Never will I leave a witness

Rather hit em with the biscuit

If anyone come to my barbecue I want them to know that I turn you to brisket

I'm from the ghetto next door to the devil where we do not tolerate rich shit

Dig a hole with the shovel and clean up the puddle then walk away like I ain't did shit

Sickness

I can't stop killing and killing I think I'm addicted murder

Wicked

When it comes to my chillings the cap get to peeling

I'm planning to hurt em


[Chorus: Dikulz & *Omega Sin*]

*Sick thoughts of the sick thoughts*

The virus has spread

*Better you dip off and get lost*

Go hide in your bed

*Whenever I'm pissed off get picked off*

You'll be winding up dead

My game is on point and sharp so kiss this knife in your head


[Bridge: Dikulz & *Omega Sin*]

My [path twisted?] when they turning to murder can't back out (x3)

Life's a bitch I'll make you cement, now watch as I tap out