Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song A Spider In The Night, artist - Twisted Insane. Date of issue: 27.02.2006
Song language: English
A Spider In The Night |
| Brainsick |
| Yeah dat, yeah now you |
| Brain |
| Brain |
| Shiet |
| Yeah, gather around |
| Come one, come motherfuckin' all nigga |
| It’s like it’s, it’s like it’s |
| It’s like a spider in the night |
| That’ll hit yo ass off with just one bite |
| And you don’t really wanna get affiliated with a nigga |
| That’ll run up on motherfuckers and bust on site |
| Brainsick |
| Run up on ya semi-automatic MAC-11 when I put one to your dome |
| Niggas steady runnin' from the hollow tip BOM |
| Body brick breaker like a fat Jim Jones |
| Get up out 'cha seat for the brainsick song |
| Black on my face for every mission |
| Bustin' on niggas when I’m in the zone |
| Why you think half of these people is missin' |
| Why you think half of these niggas is dissin' |
| Cause I put their bodies in graves |
| Then why you think half of these people is pissin' |
| Brain, brain, brain, brain, brain, brain, brain |
| Murder when I cut 'em when I hit 'em with the millimeter |
| Then when I’ma coming for the dough |
| Ain’t no stoppin' this when a nigga collab on this |
| Cause I drop this on a motherfucker thinkin' that I come and then blow |
| And niggers really don’t wanna battle me |
| Cause I’m better at what they’re doin' |
| I be different when I eat a motherfucker brain |
| Hysteria with fist of fury never never hurry |
| I’ma bury it and bind a fucker six foots grey |
| Can I keep on comin', can I keep on goin' |
| 'Til the sign of come up, run up and get done |
| Take it to my til I hit 'em faster |
| What I really wanted was to smoke a blunt up in this month |
| But I’m drinkin' it up quick with a pint this month |
| Then I really gotta top it and get the nigga wanna nut |
| And I really want nigga to be in public 'fore I gotta cut her |
| (Huff and puff and huff and puff) |
| Get the bottle poppin' off the homie and the bloody rock |
| Maybe you could take another bullet in the room |
| Hit it with the venom when I’m livin' off of venom |
| And the niggas in the building before I carry for they doom |
| It’s a spider in the night, fill the body with the sick 9 mm, motherfuckers |
| better |
| Bang, bang |
| Poppin' off another one and cut 'em with the venom when I be on that |
| Brain, brain, brain, brain, brain, brain, brain |
| They want it |
| Got some motherfucker lookin' at me like a nigga really wanna get up and sit up |
| Put bullets in motherfuckers that wanna run up on (Felicia) |
| Put bullets in motherfuckers that’s (severed) up on me |
| Get the bitch grippin' and poppin' up on me |
| Hit a biddy bitch for until for me to come in, ay |
| Nigga better check out that’s for Michael like you want a thing |
| And I don’t really give a, you don’t really give a |
| Who don’t really give a fuck about a nigga that’s comin' to body-poppidy |
| Poppin' every nigga that won’t ever never bother me |
| On top of the motherfuckers that be after the brain |
| Cause I be sinnin' with the 50, with the Hen |
| Feed it to my stomach, start messin' with the gin |
| Lurk around the corner where the niggas really wanna hit the Bloody Mary |
| Hold on, 'fore the gon' see it |
| Wait, hold up nigga, hold up |
| Ay, what are you doin' |
| Ay, that nigga smokin' all the motherfuckin' weed |
| Ay, fuck that shit nigga |
| I’m in this motherfucker doin' a verse man damn nigga |
| But you can’t just smoke a pot of weed like that homie |
| Ay, pass that shit nigga |
| Yeah |
| It’s motherfucker trip |
| Yeah |
| Okay |