[Verse 1: Twisted Insane]
Really ain't nobody raised me, shit...
I was on the corner running with the killers millimetre by the backside
Always had a bottle on me and it never really took away the pain blood I gotta bang niggas always hanging to the floor and I ain't ever had no bike ride, flashlight
All up on a nigga face when they pull me over, in my G-ride what it be like, it's a green light and I'm sober
But you pull me out the whip man you wanna go bang-bang like a soldier
And walk around with the mask on like its the 31st, October
Everyday I think about a suicidal...
[Hook: Swisher Sleep]
... Shoot em with the seller
Shoot em with the buyer
Shoot em with a liar
Put em in a fire
Get em with the iron
Sending em with the siren
What more do you want from me?
Shouldn't be real
Put em on a timer
Hit em with their sliders
Put em with the spiders
Stick something in his tire
What more do you want from me?...