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Twisted Method Inside Out

the world just how I feel. It's too late I'm turning inside out. There's no escape there's no way out of this. Every night I wake up in my dreams. Out

showin the world just how I feel. It's too late I'm turning inside out. There's no escape there's no way out of this. Every night I wake up in my dreams. Out

rerun So I reach out and try to teach one But eighty-five percent uncivilized content No tolerance so a lifetime is spent behind a cage bent smoked out

get it right? Tell me what I'm going through. Where are we going to turn to? You feel alone I feel abused. Tell me what are we supposed to do, suffer? Reach out

[Bam] Trying to feel my inside soul, cause a angel told me its cold But ain't no way I can fold, with a pair of nuts this damn swoll Cause where a nigga

hit and stop ya nine bodily systems You'll get gutted out like jail house sodomy victims Pay dues, my rep is huge, you set new records for skill ineptitude Methods

rerun So I reach out and try to teach one But eighty-five percent uncivilized content No tolerance so a lifetime is spent behind a cage bent smoked out

[Bam] Trying to feel my inside soul, cause a angel told me its cold But ain't no way I can fold, with a pair of nuts this damn swoll Cause where a nigga

Dash+ like Stacy Said she wanna move from there On some Lil' Jon shit, all she knew was "Yeah! " ... Told her act like you know Pimpin the game, had to act like a hoe Inside