Diabolical Verse lyrics

[Verse 1: Twisted Insane]
And after that So dope sh*t, they notice
I'm mean like it's Halloween with no "Hocus Pocus"
I'm clean like a guillotine that slice through your throats
b*tch please nobody wants your ass your sh*t got the roaches

Nobody wanna f*ck around with a b*tch who got mildew
Soon as he hit the door won't you show him the real you
I can't believe the sh*t these n*ggas let you get away with
If you'd of been my b*tch I would've motherf*cking killed you

Then I'm off and live in Colorado while my n*ggas, they be on Park Hill
Brained out, got a bang out like '94 for real
What the f*ck you mean chill, n*gga? Insane has no chill just
Chew a motherf*ckers face as I make them my meal

I don't even wanna be around him if he ain't no rider
Grew up and I threw up with real south east siders
n*ggas that good night ya, walk up to you when you having
A picnic at the park with your b*tch and provide ya

Brainsick reminiscent of a n*gga hung up like Jesus
No lines sicker than ebola since I came out that fetus
I only get my kicks in jackin off my di*k or stompin a
n*ggas face in with a shell-toe Adidas
Night time creepers under the moon light, you got shrooms right?
My n*ggas don't want get f*cked up, especially on doom night
Watch you mean I ain't zoom right? passin and I'm gassin off of superman, let it you will get beheaded n*gga who's tight

Who's Twisted Insane? You should be ashamed if you don't know that name, ultra mane, 15 years, chewing rappers up in the game
I can have your bottom b*tch give me brain, bobble head
Like spencer's gifts, n*gga keep the loose change

Never really gave a f*ck though, i'm cutthroat, leaning
People coming at me everyday with for the new sh*t they fiending
Quit your daydreaming, Twisted Insane ready to hit your motherf*ckin brain up, I am the last demon