Twisted Lyrics

Twisted lyrics

Living life in the fast lane, it's all just a game

Understand & maintain

we're all same frame no names

See what we got to do is learn to make a change

Stop being plain, use your brain cut through the chains

Believe in consequence, regain confidence

Live your life saying there ain't no stopping this

Now a good example of what that did to me

Look in my eyes tell me what do you see

Envy, Punk. Yeah, that's right

Instead of using fists, we use mic's to fight

See now Phil & me,

we're gonna break it down for you people

Just to show you that we're equal & evil

Sit back relax, it's just a game

You're about to find out the true meaning of fame

So get your SM58 instead of a 9MM (double M)

Plug that shit up, and let the games begin



So now, let it out. On the mic

God I'm twisted

And when you look around,

tell me what you've found

Look in my eyes

God I'm twisted



Ok, let's get it started

You talk all that shit, who's on top

You think this ain't no thing

Don't let me get you in the ring

Yeah, but see when you go for yours bro

I'm just gonna choke that throat

You've been a punk & we all know

All that talking shit on me

Better let go

Coming hard & it's gotta make me laugh

You're lyrics sound like my rough draft

It's gonna be a blood bath, ok?

Wait, I've got something to say

All your words, see they don't mean jack

If you come off looking like Mark McGrath

I'm hitting hard fast, before you can blink

Man, you sound like the lost member from NSYNC



So now, let it out. On the mic

God I'm twisted

And when you look around, tell me what you've found

Look in my eyes

God I'm twisted



It's all gonna end with a mic in our hands

Like a one night stand,

never getting called back again

A double edged sword goes in the same way

But I guess it doesn't matter at the end of the day

Cuz what you say, don't mean shit

I guess that's what it takes to make a

Hit, boom bip, & now the script is flipped

Awww, has your ego tripped?

The record skips, ignite like propane

You better take that ass to the store for Rogaine

Oh & on that tip, what's even sadder

I heard from your girl that you need Viagra

Rumors, they're deadly like tumors

It's coming out now, later than sooner

But Fuck it, one mission at one time

One love for each other in this battle rhyme