Tips and Gandhiji – Twisted
Thursday, January 28th, 2010
Track 13 off The Apprehension Written and Performed by: Tips and Gandhiji Produced by: Tips [Gandhiji] what the fuck was that before my eyes even open, the nine’s in my hand which lies have unfolded that led to this, damn no employer’s ever seen my face, i covered every track more careful than a high bitch, drinkin while in rehab sinkin into my mad-ness as i unlatch the safety on my gun, and though im racing in my mind i know i refuse to run – FBI or CIA my hefty lies that belied these intel agencies ive dreaded the disguise that i’ve been forced to wear ive felt my fate come near as i closed my career did my last hit back over two years but that shit i’ve done’s never left me in the clear a trained assassin that’s never quit practice insane, a tad bit, and my wrath is fascist im movin to the doorway, and i pull it open slowly i’m gonna blast this fucker back to the stone age [Chorus] you can hate me now, but we all die one day till i collapse im superman let my buddy spray i dig into the hearts of men, im high all the time life’s a bitch, dont push me, your life’s on line many men, wish death upon me so move bitch, its your turn to go to sleep i’ve been patiently waiting, what more can i say rat-a-tat-tat, now murder was the case [Tips] god damn it! what the hell is goin on? i cant believe this happened, that was all so wrong, shold spared my brother share, im about to go in strong dont care who is there, im about to blow em all he didnt deserve to die, gonna try make em talk and if he tries to hide, theyll outline him in chalk do the crime, pay the fine, and his life is the cost lose my mind? slighty why? you like the shine on my glock? cock it in my pocket, lets go put him in a coffin, pick the lock, im walkin in, not stoppin, pop the shot and drop him ha ha, ha ha, he thinks the got the plot, i got the twist bitch like the switch of my rhymes in the this line in cased you missed it its sick shit, i know, but not as sick as this bitch, in walkin real slow, vase breaks, fuck i slipped move quick, im crouched by the couch, no sound be slick till he’s out , its about to go down [Chorus] you can hate me now, but we all die one day till i collapse im superman let my buddy spray i dig into the hearts of men, im high all the time life’s a bitch, dont push me, your life’s on line many men, wish death upon me so move bitch, its your turn to go to sleep i’ve been patiently waiting, what more can i say rat-a-tat-tat, now murder was the case [Gandhiji] i see the shit face crouchin beneath the couch and now my heat is out so this beef is over now but i need to uncover how this bitch reached my house before i put a piece of this heat into his mouth [Tips] Gun shots I got you sucker, you souless motherfucker, you killed my younga brother, you made my motha suffa, you think you’re so tough naw this aint just a bluff dawg, listen to this gun cock [Gandhiji] hold up a second, before you leave me breathless don’t give me a sentence before you know the rest man [Tips] there’s no way in the world, could possibly regret this give me one reason why i would stop my vengance [Gandhiji] listen to me close, i emptahize with your grief this goes above those that fed you lies about me my mother was kidnapped with an offer of release if i clapped the one kid they’d return her to me [Tips] why should i believe that you would be real to me? and if that the truth then what does it prove to me? [Gandhiji] they killed my mother anyway so now i lack a heart i’m willin to obliterate those bastards with my mark so i’ve tried to infiltrate their gang with my smarts i can’t do this alone – help me blow them apart [Tips] i am ready to go, as long you are sure, here’s your gat back, yo the next move is yours