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letra de the wall - twisted insane

sitting in my room, thinking about my life
looking at that draw, thinking about that knife
never said i ain’t wrong
but who’s saying i wasn’t right
toughest part is figuring out which way of the wrist to slice
f-ck, i’m nothing nice
maybe it’s just this alcohol, talking to me in the night
telling me to k!ll, slaughter ’em all
am i going crazy? maybe
hoping the different mention n-ggas listen to me daily
the motherf-cking monster in the dark
in the night
they don’t wanna see me bring the dark to the light
i think about that sh-t, that’s why i do not sit and write
‘cuz i don’t wanna sound like i just sit here and recite
by a flame, ignite
i am way to tight
to be searching for a motherf-cking couch to sleep at night
surrounded by the hype
feed into the lights
’till you wake up in the morning and realize its just a night
what the f-ck!

[?ho ho, i hear footsteps in the attic now the closing in close?]

ghoulies, goblins, ghosts and bazonkers
come into my room and meet that real cookie monster
i think it’s to host a toast for the game, y’all
cook a n-gga like roast when i flame all
i must’ve been the way i bust with the game [?doll?]
{can’t make out the rest}
one of the sickest in game
you can google me, name twisted insane!

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