Twisted Insane
Dome Split
[Verse 1]
And even if you wanna, bitch
Because I pop 'em with the switch
Lurk around the corner, pumpin' off a n***a for the fifty, so don't snitch
My n***as prolly got a fuckin' hidden mini-mac, could drug you
Steal the money, put the dirty body all up in a ditch
First you say "Poppin' off the dome, make it with the chrome"
Known to eat the bullet for the bear
Don't you worry thick, in the zone, really, is it wrong?
'Cause individuals took it nobody 'bout to be there
Got you runnin' from a nightmare, I'm right there
With a light there, fight there, fly a kite there
But the pussy finna bite there, right there
But I'm knowin' that a mothafucka never fight fair
For the dope in the dome
I'm finna pop it off in 'em, it misses, so what?
We get to pimpin' with the automatic weapon to catch 'em
I pack a pistol or tech, and begin to wet 'em and pap 'em
Peppin', steppin' 'em, wreckin' 'em, and then I recommend
If I ever know it, I'mma mention I'mma hit 'em with a double, take a bullet to the brain
Feelin' funny when I'm takin' money, do you think you yummy? Yeah, don't take me for a dummy, I'm Twisted Insane
Unfortunate pain
Half of these bitches be off in the hood, rep with no shame
Put 'em in the ditch, hit the bitch with the cane
You two bitches, it's time to start washin' the stains
And it gotta be a problem when I get to solvin', get the revolver
The witch who cut it off feet is what you fear
On the d-low, wanna be in love
N***a don't wanna gobble the bullet up in the gut
'Cause a n***a don't scare me
I'm a Brainsick fiend, poppin' the bottles like I'm a castin' cream
Lurk around corners like I'm a basket fiend
Peelin' the bodies like I'm a bad dick crane
[Hook]
You have turned mentally insane and you will get your dome split
They put a bullet in your brain and you will get your dome split
You have turned mentally insane and you will get your dome split
They put a bullet in your brain (in your brain)
And you will get your dome split

[Verse 2]
Drop a body in the mud, poppin' all off with the slugs
Wrap our hands around a corner, droppin' off it and hit one of them in the gut
My homies telling me to hurry up because the party started
And I take it, honeys wanna get buttfucked
I had a body in the car
I wanna be a murderous hider and seek another bitch
We was really comin' with it, never let it under
Always trippin' with a copper, n***as better put it on with
Feeling funny 'cause I'm sufferin', they hit me in my face
Stealin' my blade, their knee to my face, I'm feelin' the pain
The blood up in my cyst it got me hungry when I get 'em
And I stick it to the pin, and then I might have to throw 'em grenades
It's funny, go bang, like I was dumb
And whatever part of pity for part of whatevers comin'
But then on, you better get on it
N***a, you better get on, you better get on
Yeah, n***a, I'm bangin' your daughter, I'm sick!
And you get to fuck up with a n***a that'll get the pack and 40 out my dome (Hell nah)
On a song, get the chrome for a mothafucka layin' on the ground And you screamin' by the phone, you phoned the wrong (Ahhh)
You don't belong!
N***a, you phoned the wrong
[Hook]
You have turned mentally insane and you will get your dome split
They put a bullet in your brain and you will get your dome split
You have turned mentally insane and you will get your dome split
They put a bullet in your brain and you will get your dome split
You have turned mentally insane and you will get your dome split
They put a bullet in your brain and you will get your dome split
You have turned mentally insane and you will get your dome split
They put a bullet in your brain and you will get your dome split