Twisted

Boy I feel fantastic
Flow so classic
Offense, or defense?
What's your tactic?

Me? I like the O
Just thought I'd let you know,
But I be playing D
When they be scheming on the low

Cuz they act real real
Until you walk up out the do'
Then they be saying thangs
That have you looking like, "Woah!"

I ain't gonna say no names,
But now you know that I know
I just hope you come to realize
That I had to let you go

I'm like Dimethyltryptamine,
Or DMT.
Listerine
I'm fresh

She diggin' me. She feelin' me
She sizzlin'. iYess!
I got the green. Got the heat
Can you tell me what's next?
Grab the loud.Break it down
I feel it in my chest

Feel it in my eyeballs
Feel like I might fall off of the Eiffel Tower
And spiral all the way down
Through the lair of the Pyro
Maniac, then be born again through revival

Twisted
Lifted. Flow like liquid
Gifted. You'll be addicted to the sickness.
Have you shiftin' in an instant
Don't get it twisted
Lifted. Flow like liquid
Gifted
You'll be addicted to the sickness
Have you shiftin' in an instant

Risen from the prison
I had been living in
My decision to use division
On some of my so-called friends

And it changed me for the better
Cuz birds of a feather fly together
This is pineal expansion
Young boy handsome

Finna' have the game on lock
Ransom. Nah,
I aint got no house up in the Hampton's,
But I'd like to welcome you to my mansion

I call it medulla. King, like Luther
The Man, like Super. Hot, like Krueger
Yeah I'm talkin' Freddy
Pop the confetti. Gotta do it big
Already!

Now Aint nothin wrong with reggie
As long as you smoking heavy
I break it down like a levee
SpongeBob. I'm ready!

Blowing up like propane
Rap thang on a choke chain
Got em' hooked like cocaine
These suckas is so lame!
These suckas is profane!
Oh mayne, no shame you're a no name
No name

Twisted
Lifted. Flow like liquid
Gifted. You'll be addicted to the sickness
Have you shiftin' in an instant
Don't get it twisted
Lifted. Flow like liquid
Gifted
You'll be addicted to the sickness
Have you shiftin' in an instant

Got space, but I aint got none for the bullshit
Don't make me unload a full clip of this lyrical miracle
This empirical. Nah, this is spiritual
God got his hands on the steering wheel

Sometimes I feel like he's snoozing though
Little do I know he got it in cruise control
Sometimes is amusing though,
And sometimes I forget. It's confusing bro

This that black and white fusion flow
Pollution flow. Dirty South Houston flow
Best thing as far as evolution goes
Loved ones, never substituting those

Nah, never substituting those
Speak the truth your contribution grows
Speak the truth your contribution grows
Not an alien. I'm a human hoe!

Excuse me. Let me clear my throat.
Cuz this young nigga right here finna gloat.
Nah, I ain't really got a hand full of dough
This a plan with a goal, and a man full of soul

This a young man who won't forget his roots
City of the Screw
Doin' what it do
Always keep it true
Whenever I come through

Badda-bing Badda-boom
Not a thing. Not a worry
Keep it calm
It's not a hurry.
Stay strong. It's still early
Stay strong it's still early

So clean so dirty
So clean so dirty
So clean so dirty



Credits
Writer(s): Canaan Mcgee, Ramoth Mcgee
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