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Lyrics for Overdose by Twista:
| | | Artist: | Twista |
| | Album: | Adredilan Rush | | Track: | Overdose | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 77 | | | | Lyrics: | Shit, niggas got me higher than a motherfucker off up in here, man.
Damn, the fuck y'all get
this weed from?
Motherfucker overdose or some shit off this shit, god damn
Check this shit
out though..
[Twista]
Now pussy player haters say that I'm too raw with it
but
y'all thinkin cause I be talkin shit
them hoes say that nigga cold as hell
Fuck what the
punks are talkin bout
I wanna get up with that big ballin bitch
plus niggas feelin what
I'm on as well
Plus got my mind in the zone
The one that's rocking fresh Pelle
Pel's
Sweet tooth'll shine on his bone
Somebody beatin up the block on fresh rider
rims
If it's me hell, you can tell by the design on the chrome
Crying on the
phone
Hoe thinkin I'm in love with her
cause she took me shoppin and had me tryin on
cologne
So I left her on the line with the tone
Got up with this other bitch
Brought
no weed cause she fine off her own
So hurry with the Phillie bitch, I'm really sick
off of
some illy shit
Here go a rusty razor blade, but still it split
and fill it with the killer
shit so I can really trip
It's like the bud was tailor made for milli-clips
and mac-10's,
I lit the bead from the back end
Straight to the chest and it got me sprung
My lungs
started collapsing - shit nigga what's happenin?
The sess got me trippin off the drums and
guns, ready for action
Duck a swang or either other thang
Try to be tough and bang and
scuff and hang
Suffer pain left deranged then youse a bogus m'uhfucker mayn
System be
struck a vein, I'm too strange
for m'uhfuckers to compete with
I'm on some infrared heat
shit
with a deep clique, what I eat sleep shit
Well if it's a freak bitch, she can suck a
sweet dick
til she's seasick; blockin niggas out like an eclipse
When smokin them devils
put your hands together
like you know the host
Cause ain't no nigga that can resist the
words from the Twist'
Leavin niggas comatose from my overdose
Chorus:
Twista
I done put the fuel on it, take a pull on it
We overdosin on weed and sendin
all y'all off into a thang
Kill off all enemies while makin G's, catch you off on your
knees
and snatchin fees now that I'm up in this game
I done put the fuel on it, take a
pull on it
We overdosin on weed and sendin all y'all off into a thang
Kill off all enemies
while makin G's, catch you off on your knees
Niggas rollin me beads just so they can
hang
[Twista]
Can you figure out the cause and effect?
Niggas comin on your
set
Thugs comin out they drawers with a tec
Victim bleedin from the neck
Shirts is
getting wet, shorties yellin threats
Lookin for the one who called for the deck
Now they
airin out the hall in the spot
Hitting stomachs leavin niggas pinched up
Bodies balled in
a knot
Bullet holes in the wall from a glock
Searchin for the one who called in the
shots
Hypes crawlin for rocks
Goin all in the socks of the recently deceased
from
what was released
From the chrome beast to the dome piece
Visions in my mind bein
increased by inner beef
and some grief, but when I chief on some strong leaf
I'm snappin
hard enough to make a nigga try to check his own chief
Violate him but can't annihilate
him
Pickin up his own teeth and it's on with the microphone deep
Stimulate him with
pistols penetrate him
Nerves still droppin cause adrenaline pumpin is a m'uhfucker
Hit him
with the steel bloodsuckers
Murdered the bud, and I was makin sure
every one of you hoe
studs suck us
And I bullshit you not if it was full clips, two glocks
you would still die
or you'll get too hot
Cause when my fuel kick you'll drop
Hypes is trickin on
you
Tell me where he at bitch and you'll get two rocks
(Okay!) Cause when my tool click
you'll pop
Can't have this hype nigga stop shit, I'm hazardous
Makin musical miracles like
I'm Jesus of Nazerath
Yet disasterous, smokin on half and hash, fuck if it's
cancerous
Bust ass (??) cause I mastered this
It's hard to breathe, I'm bustin like an
A-bomb
cause I'm in the zone, twenty-two a cold shit up my sleeve
It's hard to stay
calm
Thinkin about the bitches that I've been up on
Hittin my enemies and competition up
with lethal rolls
that's damagin, flows that's callous and we're leavin
thick ladies
frantic and people in the industry panickin
I thought we got in this to get out of pistol
handlin
Now it's possible m'uhfuckers could start vanishin
Fuck the Anacin I be toking
plenty and stankin from stress
and flowin over notes; them studs thinkin they can get
close
I know I got you trippin off the shit
a nigga said off a
overdose
Chorus
[Twista]
C'mon and toke on a dub with me; I love cities
with parties
that's full of bitches where they let me rub titties
Be able to pack a snub
with me; in case we get in some static
and gotta start leakin blood from stud skinnies
So
don't ask if it's the bud in me; because for some reason
I smoke on some weed and get too
wicked and raw
It can't be nickel or somethin, way it's chokin me
potency'll have me
rockin mics
and givin your butt dick in the jaw, I'm hookin the law
You're lookin in awe,
took what you saw
Got the B's pen and pad out the bottom drawer
Then got to bitin and
formulatin some shit you called your own
but take it to the rehab cause you got a flaw
To
put it simple you ain't cold enough
Trippin out like you can't control the stuff
Lackin
rhythm like you known to bust
In a different zone from us
You niggas need to sit the fuck
down
get a swisher and roll this up
If you think I'm speakin too bold, whassup?
I
ain't even on no hoe shit; plus the mob is so thick
I'm the type of nigga you should wanna get
up close to
and take a smoke with
If there's static then check yo' clique; my mind is so
sick
I be tweakin with speakin releasin energy to show I know the ropes
Cause when it
comes to this rap shit
niggas will choke til I'm ghost
while I breath reefer smoke from my
overdose
Try to put me to the test, gimme some budda bless
I'll show you who the
best
Release the vocal trilogy..
Traxter Aight T god damn slow it up mayn!
M'uhfuckers done felt you mayn!
We can go on to some next shit
Twista God damn man you
stoppin motherfuckers and shit
Man I'm tryin to get my zone on
Let niggas hear what the
fuck I'm doin man
Traxter I mean you done zoned man
Let's go to the next cut
baby
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