Twisted Insane - A Spider In The Night

[Intro]
Mhh, Brainsick
Yeah that, yeah now you
Brain
Brain, brain, brain, brain, brain, brain
Shiet
Yeah, gather around
Come one, come motherfuckin' all nigga
It's like it's, it's like it's

[Verse 1]
It's like a spider in the night, that'll hit your ass with just one bite
Now you don't wanna get affiliated with a nigga that'll run up on mothafuckas who bust on sight
Brainsick, run up on a semi-automatic mac 11 when I put one in ya dome
Niggas said they runnin' from the hollow tip chrome
Body bicker breaker like a fat Jim Jones
And get up out'cha seat for the brainsick song
Black on my face for every mission
Bustin' on niggas when I'm in the zone
Why you think half of these people is missin'
Why you think half of these niggas is dissin'
'Cause I'm puttin' they bodies in rags
Then why you think half of these people is pissin'
Brain, brain, brain, brain, brain, brain
Run up on a nigga when I hit 'em with a little bit of liquor
When I'm comin' for the dough
Ain't no stoppin' this when I'm in, 'cause I'm droppin' this
On mothafuckas that'll be off if It didn't blow
You niggas really don't wanna battle me 'cause I paddle a nigga When I be up in the mothafuckin' brain
Hysteria, and a fist of fury, never will I hurry
I'ma bury it up with a fuckin' six foot string
Can I keep it goin'? I can keep it goin 'til the Sun come up
You run up you get done
Take it to the what? forget it, pass the blunt and butter
But I smoked the blunt of an English man
But I'm drinkin' up a pint with a pin this month
Then I really gotta top it 'cause a nigga wanna nut
And I really want get up in ya but before I cut ya gotta
(Huff and puff and huff and puff)

[Hook x2]
Get the bottle poppin' off the homie and the body rot
Maybe you could take another bullet in the room
Hit it with the venom when I'm livin' off of venom
And the niggas in the building before I carry for they doom
It's a spider in the night, fill the body with the sick 9 millimeter
Motherfuckers better bang, bang
Poppin' off another one and cut ‘em with the venom when I pop that
Brain, brain, brain, brain, brain, brain, brain

[Verse 2]
They want that
Got some motherfucker lookin' at me like a nigga really wanna get up and sit up
Put bullets in motherfuckers that wanna run up on fellas
Put bullets in motherfuckers that's all sent up on me
Get the bitch grippin' and poppin' up on me
Hit a biddy bitch for until for me to come in, ay
Nigga better check that's for Michael like you want a thing

Brain, brain, brain, brain, brain, brain, brain

And I don't really give a, you don't really give a
Who don't give a fuck about a nigga that's comin' up out of poverty
Poppin' at every nigga that wanna run up and bother me
On top of the motherfuckers that be after the brain
Cause I keep sinnin' with the 50, with the Hen
Feed it to my stomach, start messin' with the gin
Lurk around corner where the niggas really wanna hit the Bloody Mary
Hold on, before the blunt goes in

[Outro]
Wait, hold up nigga, hold up
Ay, what are you doin'
Ay, that nigga smokin' all the motherfuckin' weed
Ay, fuck that shit nigga
I'm in this motherfucker doin' a verse damn nigga
But you can't just smoke a pot of weed like that homie
Ay, pass that shit nigga
Yeah, it's motherfucker trip
Yeah
Okay