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letra de the return - twisted insane

[intro]
round seven

[verse 1]
it’s the return
tell me when the f-ck is everybody finna learn
ain’t n-body on my level he could be the devil
i don’t give a sh-t, he gettin’ burned
ain’t n-body wanna murder with the venom, obvious a n-gg- really want his turn
send him on a mission n-gg- better listen if a n-gg- don’t then put him in an urn
i’m godzilla
adios a n-gg- mamacita when the f-ck i tell ’em pull up on me in the middle of the night and then we met up at the rear roofing
tried to hit the elevator comin’ to my floor
got a couple rolled when i’m ’bout to blow
hit the hallway then turn right, it’s door 210

[bridge: sarg barz reaction video]
whoohohoho!
that sh-t, what!
this motherf-cker is the truth bro’!
i can’t even like what..
i can’t fathom how f-cking amazing this guy is bro’!
why does he?.. he doesn’t get as much attention as other rappers…

[verse 2]
it’s the return of the demon from the underground ain’t n-body higher
get the sherm and i’m about to sh-t on n-gg-s everybody steppin’ in the fire
i’m the top and i’ll never drop might as well just go ahead and call me sire
i’m the king kong you the ping pong, i am marlo from the wire, admire
brainsick with the takeover holla redrum
everybody wanna go again and get (?) mittens
they ain’t ready you can tell it runnin’ from the fade and shootin’ for the face i got ’em tryna hit the gate and murder was the case and when you went to (run ’em?) another demented
good riddance
chop a n-gg- like i’m jim duggan with the hacksaw
better back off fore’ i hack off n-gg-‘s nads off like a rag doll
finna blast off, can’t n-body catch a n-gg- when the foot up on the asphalt
put a clip up in the millimeter, come up with the heater, then just shoot that -ss off
too brainy, don’t n-body wanna go to war with the loose cannon
i beat them and i be at the finish line when you’re halfway through the race
i’m a k!lla, silverback gorilla, ain’t n-body iller, fill ’em with the b-ss
ain’t no one in front of me, that’s who you wanna be and i be done, ain’t givin’ up my place
shoot for the face

- twisted insane

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