The Wall by Twisted Insane Lyrics
[Intro]
He has had a lot of encounters with demons over his lifetime that have been very destructive
Sometimes I, uh, realize the person that I hate most in this life is the person I'm looking at in the mirror
It's a scary thought
Diary of a madman
[Verse 1]
Why did you create me?
[?] to fade me
Alone, sitting in this room looking at this [?]
I'm sitting here this drunk off alcohol
Wondering what if I just turned it off
I still feel this pain
I still feel this pain
Sitting in my room, thinking about my life
Looking at that drawer, thinking about that knife
Never said I wasn't wrong but
Who's saying I ain't right
Toughest part is figuring out which way of the wrist to slice
Fuck, I'm nothing nice
Maybe it's just this alcohol talking to me in the night
Telling me to kill, slaughter 'em all
Am I going crazy? Maybe
Hopping in the different dimension
Niggas listen to me daily
The motherfucking Monster In The Dark
In the night
They don't wanna see me bring the dark to the light
I think about that shit, that's why I do not sit and write
'Cuz I don't wanna sound like I just sit here and recite
Fire flame, ignite
I am way to tight
To be searching for a motherfucking couch to sleep at night
Surrounded by the hype
Feed into the lights
'Till you wake up in the morning and realize it's just a night
What the fuck!
[Interlude]
Ho Ho
I hear footsteps in the attic
Now they're closer and closer
[Verse 2]
Ghoulies, goblins, ghosts, bazonkers
Come into my room and meet that real Cookie Monster
I think it's time to raise a toast for the game, y'all
Cook a nigga like roast when I flame all
It must've been the way I bust with the game [?doll?]
How you stuck butt naked lost in the [?] y'all
You just came out back like you can't even fuck the bitch
You wanna rap shed [?]
Yeah right, you ain't fucking with the Brainsick
Them niggas aight, you ain't nothing but some lame shit
Here you go saying that you run a mile a day
I wouldn't know cause a nigga move a mile away
I'm on top, no more couch top shit
Your shit sound local, I am what hot bitch
One of the sickest in game
You can Google me, name Twisted Insane!
[Outro]
Twisted Insane, Twisted Insane, Twisted Insane
Twisted Insane, Twisted Insane, Twisted Insane
Twisted Insane, Twisted Insane, Twisted Insane
Twisted Insane, Twisted Insane
He has had a lot of encounters with demons over his lifetime that have been very destructive
Sometimes I, uh, realize the person that I hate most in this life is the person I'm looking at in the mirror
It's a scary thought
Diary of a madman
[Verse 1]
Why did you create me?
[?] to fade me
Alone, sitting in this room looking at this [?]
I'm sitting here this drunk off alcohol
Wondering what if I just turned it off
I still feel this pain
I still feel this pain
Sitting in my room, thinking about my life
Looking at that drawer, thinking about that knife
Never said I wasn't wrong but
Who's saying I ain't right
Toughest part is figuring out which way of the wrist to slice
Fuck, I'm nothing nice
Maybe it's just this alcohol talking to me in the night
Telling me to kill, slaughter 'em all
Am I going crazy? Maybe
Hopping in the different dimension
Niggas listen to me daily
The motherfucking Monster In The Dark
In the night
They don't wanna see me bring the dark to the light
I think about that shit, that's why I do not sit and write
'Cuz I don't wanna sound like I just sit here and recite
Fire flame, ignite
I am way to tight
To be searching for a motherfucking couch to sleep at night
Surrounded by the hype
Feed into the lights
'Till you wake up in the morning and realize it's just a night
What the fuck!
[Interlude]
Ho Ho
I hear footsteps in the attic
Now they're closer and closer
[Verse 2]
Ghoulies, goblins, ghosts, bazonkers
Come into my room and meet that real Cookie Monster
I think it's time to raise a toast for the game, y'all
Cook a nigga like roast when I flame all
It must've been the way I bust with the game [?doll?]
How you stuck butt naked lost in the [?] y'all
You just came out back like you can't even fuck the bitch
You wanna rap shed [?]
Yeah right, you ain't fucking with the Brainsick
Them niggas aight, you ain't nothing but some lame shit
Here you go saying that you run a mile a day
I wouldn't know cause a nigga move a mile away
I'm on top, no more couch top shit
Your shit sound local, I am what hot bitch
One of the sickest in game
You can Google me, name Twisted Insane!
[Outro]
Twisted Insane, Twisted Insane, Twisted Insane
Twisted Insane, Twisted Insane, Twisted Insane
Twisted Insane, Twisted Insane, Twisted Insane
Twisted Insane, Twisted Insane