Twisted Thoughts

Fuck it keep it a buck thats me
You call me insane I'll agree
I'm on computers I don't need shooters
I'm cooking up bomb recipes
You live with ya mom I'm really sorry
Shit gone get gory like horror stories
Turn ya whole block to a rock quarry
Trust me my boy don't quarrel with me
I'm disrespectful as it gets
Slapping you hoes with a open fist
If you a gangster I'm getting catfished
Bitch get in the kitchen and wash this dish
You ain't hear me ho you dismissed
And your presence will not be missed
Don't show ya face or I'm a be pissed
Better pretend like you don't exist
This is as nice as it gets
I'm with the shits I'm a throw fits
I'm at a point with all this bullshit
Where your pain and sufferings a prerequisite

Sick and sadistic my thoughts twisted
One track mind like I'm autistic
Serial killer characteristics
Grab my gun and I'm going ballistic
Life got me feeling so pessimistic
Got me daydreaming about something horrific
I need a lick that opportunistic
Or I turn your life to a fucking statistic

Not a subliminal individual
Got residuals of a criminal
Got by by doing the minimal
But eventually shit got critical
My decimals was looking pitiful
I'm trying to flip em until they plentiful
Run up think I'm unformidable
I'll do some shit thats unforgivable
I'm the barbarian contrarian
I'm anti humanitarian
I'm putting em down like a veterinarian
It's all beef no vegetarian
So may I suggest before this trigger gets pressed
And makes a mess like a rude house guest
That you just say less
Don't let your pride get the best
Of this rational thought process
I don't represent anything heaven sent
This evil intent makes that evident
And while I'm at it fuck the government
But its no precedent to say fuck the president

Sick and sadistic my thoughts twisted
One track mind like I'm autistic
Serial killer characteristics
Grab my gun and I'm going ballistic
Life got me feeling so pessimistic
Got me daydreaming about something horrific
I need a lick that opportunistic
Or I turn your life to a fucking statistic

Who gave me this fucking life sentence
Then demand that I beg for repentance
Who the fuck said I want your forgiveness
Give your wraith show me your vengeance
I'm doing this shit for my descendants
I treat the rest like an apprentice
I straight cut you out like an appendix
I'm an adolescent with his independence
I'm shooting at targets thats way in the distance
Its a mirage they're gone in a instance
Fuck the path of least resistance
I'm tired of this life of subsistence
I'm coming for mine and I'm fucking relentless
Its in my blood to be contentious
I'm nothing if not inauspicious
But the way you act just straight suspicious
Tormented mind begging for relief
And I'll probably be this way until I'm fucking deceased
You said you don't fold but I see your crease
You the type of bitch that'll call the police

Sick and sadistic my thoughts twisted
One track mind like I'm autistic
Serial killer



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Writer(s): Ted Bodiford
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