[00:00.00]Album by: Street Mix
[00:01.47]Artist by: Twista
[00:02.94]Sh*t, niggas got me higher than a motherf**ker off up in here, man.
[00:08.07]Damn, the f**k yall get this w**d from?
[00:09.57]Motherf**ker overdose or some sh*t off this sh*t, God damn
[00:13.95]Check this sh*t out though..
[00:14.55][twista]
[00:15.57]Now p**sy player haters say that I'm too raw with it
[00:17.61]But yall thinkin cause I be talkin sh*t
[00:19.14]Them hoes say that ni**a cold as hell
[00:20.64]F**k what the punks are talkin bout
[00:21.72]I wanna get up with that big ballin b**ch
[00:23.10]Plus niggas feelin what I'm on as well
[00:24.63]Plus got my mind in the zone
[00:25.89]The one thats rocking fresh pelle pels
[00:27.24]Sweet toothll shine on his bone
[00:28.35]Somebody beatin up the block on fresh rider rims
[00:30.21]If its me hell, you can tell by the design on the chrome
[00:32.46]Crying on the phone
[00:33.39]Hoe thinkin I'm in love with her
[00:34.41]Cause she took me shoppin and had me tryin on cologne
[00:36.30]So I left her on the line with the tone
[00:37.89]Got up with this other b**ch
[00:38.76]Brought no w**d cause she fine off her own
[00:40.35]So hurry with the phillie b**ch, I'm really sick
[00:42.12]Off of some illy sh*t
[00:43.14]Here go a rusty razor blade, but still it split
[00:44.91]And fill it with the killer sh*t so I can really trip
[00:47.13]Its like the bud was tailor made for milli-clips
[00:48.90]And mac-10s, I lit the bead from the back end
[00:50.82]Straight to the chest and it got me sprung
[00:52.23]My lungs started collapsing -sh*t ni**a whats happenin?
[00:54.81]The sess got me trippin off the drums and guns, ready for action
[00:57.60]Duck a swang or either other thang
[00:59.22]Try to be tough and bang and scuff and hang
[01:00.66]Suffer pain left deranged then youse a bogus muhf**ker mayn
[01:03.21]System be struck a vein, I'm too strange
[01:04.98]For muhf**kers to compete with
[01:06.15]I'm on some infrared heat sh*t
[01:07.53]With a deep clique, what I eat sleep sh*t
[01:09.27]Well if its a freak b**ch, she can suck a sweet dick
[01:11.25]Til she's seasick;blockin niggas out like an eclipse
[01:13.59]When smokin them devils put your hands together
[01:15.27]Like you know the host
[01:16.14]Cause ain't no ni**a that can resist the words from the twist
[01:18.27]Leavin niggas comatose from my overdose
[01:19.92]Chorus: twista
[01:20.43]I done put the fuel on it, take a pull on it
[01:21.63]We overdosin on w**d and sendin all yall off into a thang
[01:24.24]Kill off all enemies while makin gs, catch you off on your knees
[01:26.64]And snatchin fees now that I'm up in this game
[01:28.14]I done put the fuel on it, take a pull on it
[01:29.61]We overdosin on w**d and sendin all yall off into a thang
[01:32.22]Kill off all enemies while makin gs, catch you off on your knees
[01:34.65]Niggas rollin me beads just so they can hang
[01:36.21][twista]
[01:36.39]Can you figure out the cause and effect?
[01:37.80]Niggas comin on your set
[01:38.79]Thugs comin out they drawers with a tec
[01:40.29]Victim bleedin from the neck
[01:41.25]Shirts is getting wet, shorties yellin threats
[01:42.75]Lookin for the one who called for the deck
[01:44.22]Now they airin out the hall in the spot
[01:45.75]Hitting stomachs leavin niggas pinched up
[01:47.31]Bodies balled in a knot
[01:48.24]Bullet holes in the wall from a glock
[01:49.77]Searchin for the one who called in the shots
[01:51.27]Hypes crawlin for rocks
[01:52.29]Goin all in the socks of the recently deceased
[01:54.27]From what was released
[01:54.99]From the chrome beast to the dome piece
[01:56.70]Visions in my mind bein increased by inner beef
[01:58.65]And some grief, but when I chief on some strong leaf
[02:00.66]I'm snappin hard enough to make a ni**a try to check his own chief
[02:03.24]Violate him but can't annihilate him
[02:04.68]Pickin up his own teeth and its on with the microphone deep
[02:07.17]Stimulate him with pistols penetrate him
[02:08.69]Nerves still droppin cause adrenaline pumpin is a muhf**ker
[02:11.22]Hit him with the steel bloodsuckers
[02:12.60]Murdered the bud, and I was makin sure
[02:13.77]Every one of you hoe studs suck us
[02:15.24]And I b******t you not if it was full clips, two glocks
[02:17.34]You would still die or youll get too hot
[02:19.14]Cause when my fuel kick youll drop
[02:20.28]Hypes is trickin on you
[02:21.03]Tell me where he at b**ch and youll get two rocks
[02:22.89](okay!)cause when my tool click youll pop
[02:24.24]Can't have this hype ni**a stop sh*t, I'm hazardous
[02:26.13]Makin musical miracles like I'm jesus of nazerath
[02:28.26]Yet disasterous, smokin on half and hash, f**k if its cancerous
[02:30.87]Bust a**(??cause I mastered this
[02:32.49]Its hard to breathe, I'm bustin like an a-bomb
[02:34.23]Cause I'm in the zone, twenty-two a cold sh*t up my sleeve
[02:36.66]Its hard to stay calm
[02:37.41]Thinkin about the b**ches that I've been up on
[02:39.15]Hittin my enemies and competition up with lethal rolls
[02:41.28]Thats damagin, flows thats callous and were leavin
[02:43.02]Thick ladies frantic and people in the industry panickin
[02:45.06]I thought we got in this to get out of pistol handlin
[02:46.98]Now its possible muhf**kers could start vanishin
[02:49.05]F**k the anacin I be toking plenty and stankin from stress
[02:51.15]And flowin over notes;them studs thinkin they can get close
[02:53.46]I know I got you trippin off the sh*t
[02:54.63]A ni**a said off a overdose
[03:02.01]Chorus
[03:10.41][twista]
[03:12.24]Cmon and toke on a dub with me;I love cities with parties
[03:14.70]Thats full of b**ches where they let me rub titties
[03:16.29]Be able to pack a snub with me;in case we get in some static
[03:18.66]And gotta start leakin blood from stud skinnies
[03:20.28]So don't ask if its the bud in me;because for some reason
[03:22.47]I smoke on some w**d and get too wicked and raw
[03:24.15]It can't be nickel or somethin, way its chokin me
[03:26.16]Potencyll have me rockin mics
[03:26.91]And givin your butt dick in the jaw, I'm hookin the law
[03:28.89]You're lookin in awe, took what you saw
[03:30.24]Got the bs pen and pad out the bottom drawer
[03:32.13]Then got to bitin and formulatin some sh*t you called your own
[03:34.26]But take it to the rehab cause you got a flaw
[03:36.12]To put it simple you ain't cold enough
[03:37.62]Trippin out like you can't control the stuff
[03:39.15]Lackin rhythm like you known to bust
[03:40.50]In a different zone from us
[03:41.61]You niggas need to sit the f**k down
[03:42.90]Get a swisher and roll this up
[03:44.22]If you think I'm speakin too bold, whassup?
[03:45.75]I ain't even on no hoe sh*t;plus the mob is so thick
[03:48.30]I'm the type of ni**a you should wanna get up close to
[03:50.16]And take a smoke with
[03:51.12]If theres static then check yo clique;my mind is so sick
[03:53.55]I be tweakin with speakin releasin energy to show I know the ropes
[03:56.13]Cause when it comes to this rap sh*t
[03:57.15]Niggas will choke til I'm ghost
[03:58.23]While I breath reefer smoke from my overdose
[04:00.21]Try to put me to the test, gimme some budda bless
[04:02.16]Ill show you who the best
[04:03.09]Release the vocal trilogy..
[04:04.23]Aight t god damn slow it up mayn!muhf**kers done felt you mayn!
[04:06.42]We can go on to some next sh*t
[04:07.38]God damn man you stoppin motherf**kers and sh*t
[04:09.06]Man I'm tryin to get my zone on
[04:10.47]Let niggas hear what the f**k I'm doin man
[04:11.73]I mean you done zoned man
[04:12.63]Lets go to the next cut baby
[04:14.46]Man, f**k that sh*t