paroles de chanson Smoke and Mirrors - Twisted Insane feat. Dayo G. & Z

I'm gonna give you three seconds;
Exactly three-fucking-seconds to wipe that stupid looking grin
Off your face or I will gouge out your eyeballs and skull-fuck you
If I ever see you here again, you die
And tomorrow we come back and we cut off your Johnson
Excuse me?
I said, we cut off your Johnson!
Knew it from the get that homie told me you was a fake
Imma go and get it, imma keep it independent while you sit and wait
I will get up every day and stand
In front of liquor store the only way
Shit I always keep it on me,
I will never let you muthafuckas seal my fate
Any minute I will get to swingin',
Ain't nobody bringin' heaters in my face
He never wakin' up from this im fuckin
Sick i bit em what you think it was a dream
Imma take his soul and put it in the
Bag and homie, ain't nobody on the case
Homicide are comin' in this muthafucka to investigate the murder scene
Fuck 'em all, I walk up in the house [I got the rula?
] Found somebody sleepin' on the couch,
I woke 'em up and told 'em I' about to leave 'em hollow
Then I put the pistol in his mouth and got
'Em off to catch another muthafucka swallow
Watch the body hit the floor and then I hit
The window and i'm makin' sure nobody follow
Go ahead and come and get me,
I ain't hard to find; showtime the Apollo
I be laughing at,
Lookin' at 'em in the face when they realize they fucked up
Don't begin to cry thinkin' maybe 'cause I will have no sorrow
Just the last demon in your face
Laughin' at your pain, nigga like what's up?
Lemme see him man
It's right back here
Watchu got this time?
This is my problem
Man, you ain't even killed the muthafucka yet
Man, fuck all that.
I need to get this muthafucka in this little ass container homie
Shit you shoulda dumped him last night before the trash came
Man I can't do myself. Imma hold his head
Watchu want me to do?
You hold his feet and push him
Together and we gon' squeeze him in there
Yepp, come on now
Go!
*Guy moaning, bones cracking and skin tearing*
Strong ass mofo!
GAWT DAMN!
I got the juice (Got the big house, oh you brackin' huh?)
I got the juice
I got the juice (Got the big guns, oh you brackin' huh?)
I got the juice (I got the big couch, oh you brackin' huh?)
I got the juice
I got the juice (I found a big one, oh you brackin' huh?)
Smoke and mirrors
Somebody get these muthafuckas out my face before I street fight
Make 'em wunna go rewrite when [I C side?] what it be like
Posted by the streetlight make it three five when the
[Thinkin' bout the body go pleed,
Like I found pre fire?] when the meat slice
Pop it at the intalect like syntax the brain blow
Prolly on my infrared 'til these inbreds get mangled
Fuck it that's what the [info?
] Said so that's what I'm diggin' graves fo'
Tell the engineer when the chamber ready and gas it let the brain go
[????] talkin' press ons
If the truth was on my breath [???] betta teflon, the bets on
Right handed but left strong
Pipe, hit 'em
, 'til they head gone like a hedgehog
If I said you, then I said y'all
Now fuckin' lead balls
Excuse me with a [do milli?] all groupies, fuck y'all
Petro
'Cause I'm hearin' what they breathin' 'til these demons wunna let go
So I've been searchin' a reason to
Kill these heathens like I'm Deadpool
Hearin' what I'm speakin', yeah I'm hearin' what you said too
Fuck it, I hope you lead proof, get you popped from my bedroom
Smokin' on a blunt, gettin' domed up off red bulls
Get the chopper, I'll behead you
Fuck you doin'?
Shit, all we gotta now is fill this shit up with concrete
Concrete?
Yeah. I seen that shit on tv bro,
That shit'll sink right to the bottom of the lake
Well, whose whip you tryna take?
Shit it's whatever I got room in my whip
Alright, fuck it, let's take yours then
Come on, shit, that's on Brain
Come on. Nighty night muthafucka!
Dump it!
I got the juice (Got the big house, oh you brackin' huh?)
I got the juice
I got the juice (Got the big guns, oh you brackin' huh?)
I got the juice (I got the big couch, oh you brackin' huh?)
I got the juice
I got the juice (I found a big one, oh you brackin' huh?)
Smoke and mirrors
Yeah. That's all it is nowadays homie.
Bullshit paraded to be reality.
They steer you blindly down the so called path of
Righteousness. But in the end... huuaahahahaha! Smoke and mirrors
*Dump plays in the background*
Alright, so you sure he up here? I'm sayin' you sure he up here?
I'm sure. He up there right now
Alright, yeadat. Alright,
Blood so they said he up here right now homie.
It's a muthafuckin fair and shit, blood,
So you know there's gon' be all type of kids and shit up out there.
So don't be actin' like no lil bitch and gettin' scared before we do
This shit.
Get out there bussin' and get the fuck back to the whip nigga
I'm with the shit
Hit that muthafucka one more time
*Takes hit of blunt*
Come on. Make sure you hit this nigga too.
Look, there he go right here. Remember me nigga? Go!