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letra de parasite - twisted insane

i woke up on the blacktop, backdrop
its 12 am and i was drinkin’ henn around midnight
someone asked for crack rock, that’s hot

told ’em they can bend around the corner for some “get right”
i was havin’ fun, me, one deep
ain’t n0body with me i be movin’ in my own zone
stay lit with the 4 5th and the brainsick
wasn’t even trippin, really, no phone
left it up in the whip that was my first mistake
2nd mix of henn will be with tanqueray
spit it on my chuck ts, no bathin apes
somebody came and asked me for directions, i don’t know the way
i’m really startin’ to fade away
i’m startin’ to get the feeling this ain’t no normal day
my kids will wonder why i ain’t made it home today
i got a message from my son – daddy we hungry are you on the way?
and i don’t even know just how i ended up
in this parking lot without no money or no keys to cut
walked about a mile before i found the phone up in my chucks
called my wife and told her pick me up, i cannot catch the bus
holes up in my shirt, they put the work in on me, i got touched
stood up on the corner any minute she’ll be pullin’ up
told me that she knew the house they at –
p-ss me the strap
“here”
now hit it up!

betta run befo me do come!
betta run befo me do come!
(betta just run away)
betta run befo he do come!
betta run befo he do come!
(the boogieman’s comin!)
betta run befo me do come!
betta run befo me do come!
(betta just run away)
betta run befo he do come!
betta run befo he do come!
(the boogieman’s comin!)

we pulled up to the house with the gun -oof
kickin doors in like its kung fu
told em we shoot anyone move
i begin loot, even 5s and the 1s too
i’ll be gone before anyone knew
i promise not to go in ya sons room
but i’ll be in the kitchen eatin’ blood’s food
salad with the nuts
what the f-ck is you gon do?
i saw somebody pull up in a yella
get the sawed-off and the chainsaw, we gon do this sh-t h-lla
quick behind the couch, i’m behind this umbrella
when they all come in laughin’
“hey fellas!”
hit the flo’, i’m not here just to get the dough
i admit you got me, n-ggas played me like a pick n roll
but n-gga this a game
first-quarter was the liquor store
we ain’t even hit halftime blood, we got a 5th to go
and that’s about the time that it occurred to you
you was pointin’ pistols at some n-ggas that will murder you
we up in ya house at night and n0body alerted you
takin all ya thangs and leave ya brain in your convertible
where the f-ck ya homies goin’ now they all deserted you
now ya realizing that ya life it wasn’t prideful
thought you was gon get at me and b wouldn’t be servin’ you
n-gga
the motherf-cking nerve you!

- twisted insane

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