Insane
• Written by Jito • Featuring
//Turna
Eighty rainy days, i'm becoming insane
Went into a nursery, ate the babies brains
Coming through like a hurricane, reading all the baby names
My raps are filled with counterclaims
Power games, so many mistakes in the workplace,
Slit your throat, pull your tongue through it, look up at the fluffy clouds
Put my dick on your lips and skull fuck your bloody mouth,
Looks like I dipped my dick in red wine,
Bloodied up face, unrecognizable swine
Maniacal manners murders mistress,
On her knees begging for forgiveness,
Killed her on the eve of christmas,
Sprayed the brains with disinfectant
Put her remains in a christmas present
Loving family, I have some fun for you
Bashed the infant's head in, and killed the dog, too.
// Verus
Cold and deadly silent is the asylum of my mind
A soul not unconfined, so I'm trapped by humankind
Call me crazy, but I hear the devils whispers close at night
I feel my skin is peeling and I'm screaming, there's no God, and fuck his might.
It's November in Brooklyn, little Tony still outside
I saw him lonely so I watched out the corner of my eye
I approached him really slowly, he was getting closer home
Knocked him cold to the ground, he was shaking violently, it wasn't Parkinson syndrome
I took him to my pretty little van just a couple feet away
Took him to the lab and dismembered him, hurray
Shouldve seen the amount of money I had gotten for his brain...
Yes, I'm a sick motherfucker. No one loves me it's okay...
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Jito
Member since November 5 2015