A Spider In The Night lyrics

by

Twisted Insane



[Intro]
Mhh, Brainsick
Yeah that, yeah now you
Brain
Brain, brain, brain, brain, brain, brain
Shiet
Yeah, gather around
Come one, come motherf*ckin' all n*gga
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 n*gga that'll run up on mothaf*ckas who bust on sight
Brainsick, run up on a semi-automatic mac 11 when I put one in ya dome
n*ggas 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 n*ggas when I'm in the zone
Why you think half of these people is missin'
Why you think half of these n*ggas is dissin'
'Cause I'm puttin' they bodies in rags
Then why you think half of these people is p*ssin'
Brain, brain, brain, brain, brain, brain
Run up on a n*gga 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 mothaf*ckas that'll be off if It didn't blow
You n*ggas really don't wanna battle me 'cause I paddle a n*gga When I be up in the mothaf*ckin' brain
Hysteria, and a fist of fury, never will I hurry
I'ma bury it up with a f*ckin' 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 n*gga wanna nut
And I really want get up in ya but before I cut ya gotta
Huff and puff and huff and puff
[Hook]
Get the bottle poppin' off a homie and the body rot
Maybe you could take another bud up in the room
Hit 'em with venom, I'mma drop it off up in 'em
When the n*ggas in the buildin', feelin' like I carry doom
A spider in the night, I fill the body up I say you better
Duck, the mothaf*cka better bang, bang
And poppin' everyone, wanna fill 'em with the venom
When I'm poppin' brain, brain, brain, brain, brain, brain, brain
Get the bottle poppin' off a homie and the body rot
Maybe you could take another bud up in the room
Hit 'em with venom, I'mma drop it off up in 'em
When the n*ggas in the buildin', feelin' like I carry doom
A spider in the night, I fill the body up I say you better
Duck, the mothaf*cka better bang, bang
And poppin' everyone, wanna fill 'em with the venom
When I'm poppin' brain, brain, brain, brain, brain, brain, brain

[Verse 2]
They want that
With the mothaf*cka lookin' at me
Like a n*gga really wanna get up out a seat
I put bullets in mothaf*ckas that wanna run up on me
I put bullets in mothaf*ckas that’s dumpin' upon me
Get the pistol grippin' and pop it up on me
Hit a b*tch for which of the weather 'fore I be comin' in
n*gga better checks out for Michael like you runnin' things
'Cause I'm 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 f*ck about a n*gga that’s comin' up out of poverty
Poppin' at every n*gga that wanna run up and bother me
And throwin' the mothaf*ckas out up in the lobotomy
'Cause I begin' the sinnin' 'bout the drink up with the Hen
Feed it to my stomach, and you messin' with the gin
And lurk around the corner where n*ggas that really
Wanna hit up on the marijuana 'fore the blunt goes in
[Outro]
Wait, hold up n*gga, hold up
Ay, what are you doin'?
Ay, that n*gga smokin' all the mothaf*ckin' weed?
Ay, f*ck that sh*t, n*gga
I’m-I'm in this mothaf*cka doin' a verse and everything n*gga
But you can’t be smokin' up all the weed like that, homie
Ay, pass that sh*t, n*gga
Yeah, this mothaf*cka trippin'
Yeah
Okay
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