The Chop Shop
Twisted Insane Lyrics


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Hey, what's up man?
You wanna race?
Yeah just a friendly race
Lets say from here to the end of the beat
On your marks, get set, go

Finna beat the instrumental like it was a denim
I'll be in your mental, fill 'em on the middle
Every time I sit and think about the Voodoo
They be happy and I'm on 'em, wake up and
I knew the mommy was a goner
Papa never run away, now put the gun away
Before a bullet's put up in your fruit loop
With a deuce deuce I'mma put a bullet hole up
In your brain the size of Bruce Bruce
I'ma dominate it with abomination
What you think it really doesn't matter?
Put a body part up on a platter
Someone better listen, 'fore you come up missing
Put 'em in a kitchen bitchin' never get you nothing
But a kitchen knife up in your bladder
When I run up on 'em, put the gun up on 'em
Nigga, feel the pressure when I meet him
Beastin' with a demon knockin' at my do'
Is anybody home, I'm outta my mind, I'm psycho
Wicked and sick, I might go and I
Finish ya, throwin' your head in a pit
A murderer servin' up, put 'em in oven, I'm
Loving to eat a bitch spine tonight
I'm choppin' 'em up, are they ready for Jason and
Freddy and turning your brain to spaghetti-
Confetti to celebrate, nobody up on the level
Not even the devil nigga
Funny as I make a wish, you make a diss and
See if anybody listen to you when I'm pissin
On you and your face, put you in a grave
Better get a shovel nigga
Ain't no competition I don't really care
Who it is, what his name is, how famous
His anus is, I am just better!
They don't want it with the dangerous
Uncaged and untamed individual
In your brain and put two through your sweater
I be on a different level
They don't wanna meddle with me in the ghetto
Foot up on the pedal if you wanna settle
With me, I will pull up on you in the drop top
Blastin' 'em in that ass, put 'em in a bag
Drug 'em though the grass, matter fact
When I leave a motherfucker leakin'

I'ma bring him up in the Chop Shop, yeah!

Choppin' everybody, ain't no competition

Welcome to the Chop Shop

Nobody on it whenever they want it
I hit 'em with double up triple quadruple
And nigga nobody can fuck with me

I keep on bussin', I hit you with choppas
And chop you to bits
Bust with the blammer, hit you with the rammer
My hammer will spit

Try we will light him up, somebody tie him up
Fry him to grits
Come if they want to, them run up on me, they will
Die with this shit

Everybody wanna be a chopper, nigga, pop off
I be animated, but I really wanna run and
Spit the venom in they face
I will barbecue a nigga, fuck around and try'na
Step up to the plate
Hope you got your runnin' shoe
When I be gunnin', fool, won't be no close race
I unravel, ain't no other mothafuckin' Sickopatomous
Simple and plain, I'm really-really bad and can't nobody stand me
Fuck around and get your noodle in a bowl!
I challenge anybody, bring it to me if you want that shit
I bring it to you in a minute and I will not finish
Until I rip through your skull!
It's obvious I make you nervous every time I come around you
Ain't it funny because I been patient
Ain't no better, nigga
Won't you take a lesson from the monster!
Puttin' everybody and they mama to the Matrix
Don't say shit, just turn around and run the
Fuck away before I hunt ya!
I be on a different level
They don't wanna meddle with me in the ghetto
Foot up on the pedal if you wanna settle

With me, I will pull up on you in the drop top

Blastin' 'em in that ass, put 'em in a bag
Drug 'em though the grass, matter fact
When I leave a motherfucker leakin'
I'ma bring him up in the Chop Shop, yeah!

Choppin' everybody, ain't no competition

Welcome to the Chop Shop
Nobody on it whenever they want it
I hit 'em with double up, triple, quadruple
And nigga nobody can fuck with me

Somebody wake me up outta my sleep
Tell me I'm dreamin' they see me, they want me to be taken off of my feet
They crazy, you peepin' so much I be wonderin' how in the fuck I'mma gonna be up in the club with the heat try'na catch a nigga that wanna leap
Put 'em all up in that Chop Shop
Get cropped off in a drop top
Nigga, this Insane runnin' 'fore they
Comin' at you with the knock off
-Knock-knock!
-Who is it
-Orange!
-Orange who
-Orange you glad a mothafucka like me's not
Runnin' down your block with the pop-pop?
They be lookin' at me like a mothafucka
Second rate and I don't need you niggas
All up on me and all by my lonely
You was only homies when I feed you niggas
Choppin' people since, you know
The fuckers was in middle school
I be in it, front of class, I be on that ass
Don't nobody laugh when I teach you niggas
Blood stains on the floor board with a gore whore
Kill a bitch up in the kitchen, nigga, quit your bitchin'
Drag you to the four-door
Poor whore, I hammer the pussy
I bet you was feelin like Thor tore
Gimme more-more of the horrorcore
Nigga lookin' like he's straight from Mordor
Drag a nigga through the shadows
I'mma really take you (take you)
Man off, even Gandalf can't save you (He hate you)
Little bit of brain might tame but won't save you
Get my nigga Lynch to come up in this
Mothafucka right now and bake you
Take you into a different level, nigga, where the devil lurkin'
Which bitch I wanna fuck, man, I don't know for certain
Depends on which one of them got the best ass for twerkin'




And I come back to the room, let me hit the womb through beef curtains!
The Chop Shop!

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Twisted Insane's "The Chop Shop" display a vivid depiction of a gruesome and savage world. The song's opening lines suggest that the listener is about to engage in a race, but instead of actual physical activity, it is a race to see who can spit the most twisted and eerie bars. The artist then goes on to say that he aims to beat the instrumental, to fill the listener's mind, and tells a story about being haunted by voodoo. He discusses a lost mother figure and the pressure of the demons knocking at his door. The lyrics are not for the faint of heart as they contain graphic descriptions of murder, cannibalism, and torture. The artist seems to be painting pictures of gruesome acts while showcasing his lyrical abilities.


Line by Line Meaning

Hey, what's up man?
Greeting someone and initiating a conversation.


You wanna race?
Asking someone if they want to compete against each other in a friendly competition.


Yeah just a friendly race
Agreeing to participate in a race without any serious intentions.


Lets say from here to the end of the beat
Proposing to race from the current point in time until the end of the song.


On your marks, get set, go
Starting the race after the preparatory commands.


Finna beat the instrumental like it was a denim
Intending to outperform the musical background as if it were a challenge.


I'll be in your mental, fill 'em on the middle
Influencing and occupying someone's thoughts, making an impact on their mindset.


Every time I sit and think about the Voodoo
Whenever I contemplate mystical or supernatural practices associated with African religions.


They be happy and I'm on 'em, wake up and
They are pleased with my actions and I constantly track their movements, causing them to become alert and aware.


I knew the mommy was a goner
I already predicted that the woman would meet her demise.


Papa never run away, now put the gun away
Father never fled, so put the gun down and stop resorting to violence.


Before a bullet's put up in your fruit loop
Prevent a bullet from being fired into your head, causing devastation.


With a deuce deuce I'mma put a bullet hole up
Using a .22 caliber handgun, I will create a bullet hole.


In your brain the size of Bruce Bruce
Resulting in a significant bullet wound in your brain, comparable to the size of a prominent comedian named Bruce Bruce.


I'ma dominate it with abomination
I will exert control over the situation through offensive and dreadful actions.


What you think it really doesn't matter?
Your opinions and thoughts hold no significance or relevance.


Put a body part up on a platter
Place a severed body part on a dish, suggesting a gruesome act.


Someone better listen, 'fore you come up missing
It is advisable for someone to pay attention before they disappear or face negative consequences.


Put 'em in a kitchen bitchin' never get you nothing
Keeping someone in a state of distress and complaining will not bring any benefits or favorable outcomes.


But a kitchen knife up in your bladder
However, inserting a kitchen knife into your lower abdomen will cause severe harm.


When I run up on 'em, put the gun up on 'em
Approaching and confronting someone, pointing a gun at them.


Nigga, feel the pressure when I meet him
They will experience intense pressure and fear when I encounter them.


Beastin' with a demon knockin' at my do'
Engaging in aggressive and inhumane behavior while a demonic presence torments me nearby.


Is anybody home, I'm outta my mind, I'm psycho
Inquiring if there is anyone present, as I am mentally unstable and exhibit psychotic tendencies.


Wicked and sick, I might go and I
Evil and mentally disturbed, I am capable of engaging in violent actions.


Finish ya, throwin' your head in a pit
I will execute you, tossing your severed head into a hole or grave.


A murderer servin' up, put 'em in oven, I'm
I am a killer who prepares and cooks human bodies, placing them in an oven.


Loving to eat a bitch spine tonight
Tonight, I have an appetite for consuming the spinal cord of a female.


I'm choppin' 'em up, are they ready for Jason and
I am dismembering the bodies, inquiring if people are prepared for the violent actions akin to those of the fictional character Jason Voorhees.


Freddy and turning your brain to spaghetti-
Similar to Freddy Krueger, I will cause your brain to disintegrate into a spaghetti-like substance.


Confetti to celebrate, nobody up on the level
Using brain matter as confetti for celebration, indicating that nobody can match my skill and expertise.


Not even the devil nigga
Not even Satan himself can rival or top me.


Funny as I make a wish, you make a diss and
It is amusing that while I make a wish for success, you resort to making disrespectful criticisms.


See if anybody listen to you when I'm pissin
Observe whether anyone pays attention to what you have to say while I am exerting dominance or superiority.


On you and your face, put you in a grave
Urinating on you and disrespecting you, metaphorically burying you.


Better get a shovel nigga
You should be prepared for the consequences and repercussions of challenging me.


Ain't no competition I don't really care
There is no rivalry, and I genuinely do not care about the identity or status of my opponents.


Who it is, what his name is, how famous
Regardless of the person's identity, their name, or their level of fame.


His anus is, I am just better!
Even if someone is highly skilled, experienced, or well-regarded, I am simply superior to them.


They don't want it with the dangerous
Others are aware that they cannot handle or match my level of danger or ferocity.


Uncaged and untamed individual
I am a person who cannot be confined or controlled, wild and fierce in nature.


In your brain and put two through your sweater
Penetrating your skull and firing two bullets through your clothing.


I be on a different level
I operate and exist on a level that surpasses the abilities and comprehension of others.


They don't wanna meddle with me in the ghetto
Others are reluctant to engage or interfere with me in the dangerous neighborhood.


Foot up on the pedal if you wanna settle
Accelerating and taking action if someone seeks to resolve a conflict with me.


With me, I will pull up on you in the drop top
I will arrive and approach you in a convertible luxury car.


Blastin' 'em in that ass, put 'em in a bag
Firing shots into their buttocks, ultimately incapacitating them.


Drug 'em though the grass, matter fact
Dragging their immobilized bodies through the grass, emphasizing the brutality of the situation.


When I leave a motherfucker leakin'
After inflicting damage, the person will be bleeding profusely and in need of medical attention.


I'ma bring him up in the Chop Shop, yeah!
I will transport the injured individual to a location where their injuries can be further dealt with, known as the Chop Shop.


Choppin' everybody, ain't no competition
Decimating and defeating everyone, leaving no room for competition or rivalry.


Welcome to the Chop Shop
This is an invitation or greeting to the location where bodies are dismembered and dealt with.


Nobody on it whenever they want it
Nobody dares to challenge or confront me whenever they please.


I hit 'em with double up triple quadruple
I attack them repeatedly and relentlessly, using multiples of force or firepower.


And nigga nobody can fuck with me
No one possesses the ability or skill to compete or challenge me.


I keep on bussin', I hit you with choppas
I continue to engage in relentless and aggressive violence, striking you with firearms.


And chop you to bits
I will dismember you into multiple pieces.


Bust with the blammer, hit you with the rammer
Firing rapidly with a firearm, striking you forcefully and repeatedly.


My hammer will spit
The gun I possess will discharge bullets, serving as a metaphorical representation of a hammer.


Try we will light him up, somebody tie him up
We will shoot at and target him, while someone proceeds to bind and restrain him.


Fry him to grits
Subjecting him to intense heat and heat until he is reduced to ashes or residue.


Come if they want to, them run up on me, they will
If they dare to approach me and confront me, they will regret it.


Die with this shit
They will lose their lives as a result of their actions and confrontation with me.


Everybody wanna be a chopper, nigga, pop off
Many individuals aspire to be skilled and violent like me, initiating aggressive actions.


I be animated, but I really wanna run and
I may display animated behavior, but deep down, I desire to escape and flee from certain situations.


Spit the venom in they face
Projecting venomous and spiteful words or actions toward them.


I will barbecue a nigga, fuck around and try'na
I am willing to roast or grill someone, should they foolishly attempt something or challenge me.


Step up to the plate
Take on a challenge or face the consequences of their actions.


Hope you got your runnin' shoe
I hope you are prepared and equipped to run away or escape quickly.


When I be gunnin', fool, won't be no close race
Once I start attacking and shooting, there will be no possibility of a fair or close competition.


I unravel, ain't no other mothafuckin' Sickopatomous
I become unhinged and exhibit extreme psychotic behavior, unparalleled by any other individuals who may possess similar traits.


Simple and plain, I'm really-really bad and can't nobody stand me
To put it straightforwardly, I am exceptionally wicked and detestable, causing everyone to despise and avoid me.


Fuck around and get your noodle in a bowl!
Engaging with me playfully or irresponsibly could result in your head being severed and placed in a bowl as a symbol of violence.


I challenge anybody, bring it to me if you want that shit
I dare anyone to confront and challenge me, presenting themselves if they truly desire a violent encounter.


I bring it to you in a minute and I will not finish
I will initiate the confrontation swiftly and relentlessly, refusing to stop until the conflict is resolved.


Until I rip through your skull!
Continuing until I penetrate and tear through your skull.


It's obvious I make you nervous every time I come around you
My presence causes you to feel anxious and uneasy whenever I am in your vicinity.


Ain't it funny because I been patient
The ironic aspect is that despite your fear, I have demonstrated patience and restraint.


Ain't no better, nigga
There is no one superior or better than me in terms of skill or capability.


Won't you take a lesson from the monster!
Instead of fearing or opposing me, why not learn from my brutal and formidable nature?


Puttin' everybody and they mama to the Matrix
I will subject everyone, including their loved ones, to a situation resembling the manipulative and dangerous world of the film series 'The Matrix.'


Don't say shit, just turn around and run the
Don't say anything, simply facing the fact that you should flee or escape immediately.


Fuck away before I hunt ya!
Depart swiftly before I pursue and hunt you down.


I be on a different level
I operate and exist on a level that surpasses the abilities and comprehension of others.


They don't wanna meddle with me in the ghetto
Others are reluctant to engage or interfere with me in the dangerous neighborhood.


Foot up on the pedal if you wanna settle
Accelerating and taking action if someone seeks to resolve a conflict with me.


With me, I will pull up on you in the drop top
I will arrive and approach you in a convertible luxury car.


Blastin' 'em in that ass, put 'em in a bag
Firing shots into their buttocks, ultimately incapacitating them.


Drug 'em though the grass, matter fact
Dragging their immobilized bodies through the grass, emphasizing the brutality of the situation.


When I leave a motherfucker leakin'
After inflicting damage, the person will be bleeding profusely and in need of medical attention.


I'ma bring him up in the Chop Shop, yeah!
I will transport the injured individual to a location where their injuries can be further dealt with, known as the Chop Shop.


Choppin' everybody, ain't no competition
Decimating and defeating everyone, leaving no room for competition or rivalry.


Welcome to the Chop Shop
This is an invitation or greeting to the location where bodies are dismembered and dealt with.


Nobody on it whenever they want it
Nobody dares to challenge or confront me whenever they please.


I hit 'em with double up, triple, quadruple
I attack them repeatedly and relentlessly, using multiples of force or firepower.


And nigga nobody can fuck with me
No one possesses the ability or skill to compete or challenge me.


Somebody wake me up outta my sleep
Requesting to be awakened from sleep.


Tell me I'm dreamin' they see me, they want me to be taken off of my feet
Conveying the idea that others perceive and desire to undermine or overpower me, attempting to destabilize my position or status.


They crazy, you peepin' so much I be wonderin' how in the fuck I'mma gonna be up in the club with the heat try'na catch a nigga that wanna leap
Expressing bewilderment about the excessive scrutiny and observation, and acknowledging the challenge of maintaining a public presence while armed, aiming to apprehend anyone who attempts to harm me.


Put 'em all up in that Chop Shop
Referring to the act of subjecting potential threats or adversaries to the violent and dismembering environment of the Chop Shop.


Get cropped off in a drop top
Imagining the opponents being eliminated or terminated in a convertible luxury car.


Nigga, this Insane runnin' 'fore they
Presenting oneself as Insane, the name of the artist, and indicating that they are fleeing or escaping from those who are after them.


Comin' at you with the knock off
Approaching and attacking someone with a replica or inferior version of something.


-Knock-knock!
Uttering the sound one typically makes when knocking on a door, potentially indicating an imminent confrontation.


-Who is it
Responding with a question, attempting to determine the identity of the individual on the other side of the door.


-Orange!
Playfully responding with the word 'orange', which does not usually fit the context of a knock-knock joke.


-Orange who
Continuing the playful dialogue, asking for additional information or clarification.


-Orange you glad a mothafucka like me's not
Playing with the phrase 'aren't you glad', implying relief that someone like the artist is not dangerous or harmful.


Runnin' down your block with the pop-pop?
Suggesting that the singer could inflict harm or violence by patrolling the neighborhood with a firearm, specifically in a drive-by shooting scenario.


They be lookin' at me like a mothafucka
Others gaze or stare at the singer with a combination of fear and fascination.


Second rate and I don't need you niggas
Considering others to be of inferior quality or irrelevant, asserting independence and self-sufficiency.


All up on me and all by my lonely
Expressing frustration or annoyance about others constantly seeking attention or companionship, while the artist prefers to be alone.


You was only homies when I feed you niggas
Insinuating that the supposed friendship or loyalty from others was merely motivated by the artist providing material resources or support.


Choppin' people since, you know
Engaging in violent acts and dismembering individuals for a significant period of time, as if it is common knowledge.


The fuckers was in middle school
Referring to those being chopped as individuals the singer knew since they were in middle school.


I be in it, front of class, I be on that ass
The artist asserts their active participation and dominance in the classroom, always attentive to others' actions and ready to confront them if necessary.


Don't nobody laugh when I teach you niggas
Asserting the seriousness and fear the artist instills when educating or instructing others, deterring any laughter or disrespect.


Blood stains on the floor board with a gore whore
Describing a scene with blood marks and remnants on the car floor, possibly created by a person who actively participates in gruesome activities.


Kill a bitch up in the kitchen, nigga, quit your bitchin'
Committing a violent act against a woman within a kitchen setting, demanding that others stop complaining or whining.


Drag you to the four-door
Physically pulling or dragging someone to a four-door vehicle.


Poor whore, I hammer the pussy
Intensifying the violent language by referring to the woman as a 'whore', and metaphorically assaulting her sexually using a 'hammer'.


I bet you was feelin like Thor tore
Mocking the woman, suggesting that she felt pain and discomfort similar to what Thor, a mythological god, could inflict.


Gimme more-more of the horrorcore
Expressing a desire for more of the music genre 'horrorcore', which is characterized by its dark, violent, and often supernatural themes.


Nigga lookin' like he's straight from Mordor
Referring to someone who bears a striking resemblance to a character or creature from the fictional realm of Mordor, known for its darkness and evil in literature.


Drag a nigga through the shadows
Physically pulling or dragging someone through dimly lit or obscure areas, creating an atmosphere of fear and uncertainty.


I'mma really take you (take you)
Promising to subject the listener to a terrifying experience or situation.


Man off, even Gandalf can't save you (He hate you)
Even if a character as powerful and wise as Gandalf, from literary works like 'The Lord of the Rings', were present, they would be unable to rescue or protect the listener.


Little bit of brain might tame but won't save you
Possessing some level of intellect or wisdom may control or subdue the listener to some extent, but it will not ultimately rescue or preserve them from the artist's harm.


Get my nigga Lynch to come up in this
Summoning the help and support of the artist Lynch, known for his violent and dark-themed music.


Mothafucka right now and bake you
Inviting Lynch to immediately join in the act of torturing or harming the listener.


Take you into a different level, nigga, where the devil lurkin'
Elevating the pain and torment to a new level, where the very presence of the devil can be felt or sensed.


Which bitch I wanna fuck, man, I don't know for certain
Indicating uncertainty or indecisiveness about which woman the artist desires to have sexual relations with.


Depends on which one of them got the best ass for twerkin'
Preference is influenced and determined by the physical appearance of their buttocks, specifically their suitability for performing the dance move called 'twerking'.


And I come back to the room, let me hit the womb through beef curtains!
Returning to a private setting, the singer intends to engage in sexual intercourse, specifically emphasizing penetrating the vagina through the vaginal lips symbolically referred to as 'beef curtains'.


The Chop Shop!




Writer(s): Michael Johnson

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Intro: Twisted Insane]
Hey, what's up man?
You wanna race?
Yeah just a friendly race
Lets say from here to the end of the beat
On your marks, get set, goย 

[Verse 1: Twisted Insane]
Finna beat the instrumental like it was a denimย 
I'll be in your mental, fill 'em on the middleย 
Every time I sit and think about the Voodoo
They be happy and I'm on 'em, wake up and
I knew the mommy was a goner
Papa never run away,ย now put the gun away
Before a bullet's put up in your fruit loopย 
With a deuce deuce I'mma put a bullet hole up
In your brain the size of Bruce Bruce
I'ma dominate itย with abominationย 
What you think it really doesn't matter?
Put a body part up on a platter
Someone better listen, 'fore you come up missing
Put 'em in a kitchen bitchin' never get you nothing
But a kitchen knife up in your bladderย 
When I run up on 'em, put the gun up on 'em
Nigga, feel the pressure when I meet him
Beastin' with a demon knockin' at my do'ย 
Is anybody home, I'm outta my mind,ย I'm psychoย 
[Makin' it?] wicked and sick, I might go and I
Finish ya, throwin' your head in a pit
A murderer servin' up, put 'em in oven, I'm
Loving to eat a bitch spine tonight
I'm choppin' 'em up, are they ready for Jason and
Freddy and turning your brain to spaghetti-
Confetti to celebrateย , nobody up on the level
Not even the devil niggaย 
Funny as I make a wishย ,ย you make a diss and
See if anybody listen to you when I'm pissin
On you and your faceย ,ย put you in a grave
Better get a shovel niggaย 
Ain't no competition I don't really care
Who it is, what his name is, how famous
His anus is, I am just better!ย 
They don't want it with the dangerous
Uncaged and untamed individualย 
In your brain and put two through your sweater
I be on a different level
They don't wanna meddle with me in the ghetto
Foot up on the pedal if you wanna settle
With me, I will pull up on you in the drop top
Blastin' 'em in that ass, put 'em in a bagย 
Drug 'em though the grass, matter fact
When I leave a motherfucker leakin'
I'ma bring him up in the Chop Shop, yeah!

[Pre-Hook x4]
Choppin' everybody, ain't no competitionย 

[Hook x4]
Welcome to the Chop Shop
Nobody on it whenever they want it
I hit 'em with double up triple quadruple
And nigga nobody can fuck with me

[Bridge]
I keep on bussin', I hit you with choppas
And chop you to bitsย 
Bust with the blammerย ,ย hit you with the rammerย 
My hammer will spitย 
Try we will light him up, somebody tie him up
Fry him to grits
Come if they want to, them run up on me, they will
Die with this shitย 

[Verse 2]
Everybody wanna be a chopper, nigga, pop off
I be animated, but I really wanna run and
Spit the venomย in they face
I will barbecue a nigga, fuck around and try'na
Step up to the plate
Hope you got your runnin' shoe
When I be gunnin', fool, won't be no close raceย 
I burn rubber, ain't no other mothafuckin' Sickopatomous
Simple and plain, I'm really-really bad and can't nobody stand me
Fuck around and get your noodle in a bowl!
I challenge anybody, bring it to me if you want that shit
I bring it to you in a minute and I will not finish
Until I rip through your skull!
It's obvious I make you nervous every time I come around you
Ain't it funny because I been patientย ,
Ain't no better [?sensation?], nigga
Won't you take a lesson from the monster!
Puttin' everybody and they mama to the Matrix
Don't say shit, just turn around and run the
Fuck away before I hunt ya!
I be on a different level
They don't wanna meddle with me in the ghetto
Foot up on the pedal if you wanna settle
With me, I will pull up on you in the drop top
Blastin' 'em in that ass, put 'em in a bagย 
Drug 'em though the grass, matter fact
When I leave a motherfucker leakin'
I'ma bring him up in the Chop Shop, yeah!

[Pre-Hook x4]
Choppin' everybody, ain't no competitionย 

[Hook x4]
Welcome to the Chop Shop
Nobody on it whenever they want it
I hit 'em with double up, triple, quadruple
And nigga nobody can fuck with me

[Verse 3]
Somebody wake me up outta my sleep
Tell me I'm dreamin' they see me, they want me to be taken off of my feet
They crazy, you peepin' so much I be wonderin' how in the fuck I'mma gonna be up in the club with the heat try'na catch a nigga that wanna leap
Put 'em all up in that Chop Shop
Get cropped off in a drop top
Nigga, this Insane runnin' 'fore they
Comin' at you with the knock off
-Knock-knock!
-Who is it?
-Orange!
-Orange who?
-Orange you glad a mothafucka like me's not
Runnin' down your block with the pop-pop?ย 
They be lookin' at me like a mothafucka
Second rate and I don't need you niggas
All up on me and all by my lonelyย 
You was only homies when I feed you niggasย 
Choppin' people since, you know
The fuckers was in middle schoolย 
I be in it, front of class, I be on that ass
Don't nobody laugh when I teach you niggas
Blood stains on the floor board with a gore whoreย 
Kill a bitch up in the kitchen, nigga, quit your bitchin'
Drag you to the four-door
Poor whore, I hammer the pussy
I bet you was feelin like Thor toreย 
Gimme more-more of the horrorcore
Nigga lookin' like he's straight from Mordorย 
Drag a nigga through the shadows
I'mma really take you (take you)
Man off, even Gandalf can't save you (behave you)ย 
Little bit of brain might tame but won't save you
Get my nigga Lynch to come up in thisย 
Mothafucka right now and bake you
Take you into a different level, nigga, where the devil lurkin'ย 
Which bitch I wanna fuck, man, I don't know for certain
Depends on which one of them got the best ass for twerkin'
And I come back to the room, let me hit the womb through beef curtains!ย 
The Chop Shop!



MAPLฦŽFUL Syrup

Twisted Insane - Chop Shop (Lyrics)

[Intro]
Hey, what's up man?
You wanna race?
Yeah, just a friendly race
Lets say from here to the end of the beat
On your marks, get set, go

[Verse 1]
Finna beat the instrumental like it was a denim
I'll be in your mental, fill 'em on the middle
Every time I sit and think about the Voodoo
They be happy and I'm on 'em, wake up and
I knew the mommy was a goner
Papa never run away, now put the gun away
Before a bullet's put up in your fruit loop
With a deuce deuce I'mma put a bullet hole up
In your brain the size of Bruce Bruce
I'ma dominate it with abomination
What you think it really doesn't matter?
Put a body part up on a platter
Someone better listen, 'fore you come up missing
Put 'em in a kitchen bitchin' never get you nothing
But a kitchen knife up in your bladder
When I run up on 'em, put the gun up on 'em
Nigga, feel the pressure when I meet him
Beastin' with a demon knockin' at my do'
Is anybody home, I'm outta my mind, I'm psycho
[Makin' it?] wicked and sick, I might go and I
Finish ya, throwin' your head in a pit
A murderer servin' up, put 'em in oven, I'm
Loving to eat a bitch spine tonight
I'm choppin' 'em up, are they ready for Jason and
Freddy and turning your brain to spaghetti-
Confetti to celebrate, nobody up on the level
Not even the devil
Funny as I make a wish, you make a diss and
See if anybody listen to you when I'm pissin
On you and your face, put you in a grave
Better get a shovel
Ain't no competition I don't really care
Who it is, what his name is, how famous
His anus is, I am just better!
They don't want it with the dangerous
Uncaged and untamed individual
In your brain and put two through your sweater
I be on a different level
They don't wanna meddle with me in the ghetto
Foot up on the pedal if you wanna settle
With me, I will pull up on you in the drop top
Blastin' 'em in that ass, put 'em in a bag
Drag 'em though the grass, matter fact
When I leave a motherfucker leakin'
I'ma bring him up in the Chop Shop, yeah!


(Holy shit)

[Pre-Hook x4]
Choppin' everybody, ain't no competition

[Hook x4]
Welcome to the Chop Shop
Nobody on it whenever they want it
I hit 'em with double and triple quadruple
And nobody can fuck with me

[Bridge]
I keep on bussin', I hit you with choppas
And chop you to bits
Bust with the blammer, hit you with the rammer
My hammer will spit
Try we will light him up, somebody tie him up
Fry him to grits
Come if they want to, them run up on me, they will
Die with this shit

[Verse 2]
Everybody wanna be a chopper, pop off
I be animated, but I really wanna run and
Spit the venom in they face
I will barbecue a, fuck around and try'na
Step up to the plate
Hope you got your runnin' shoe
When I be gunnin', fool, won't be no close race
I burn rubber, ain't no other mothafuckin' Sickopatomous
Simple and plain, I'm really-really bad and can't nobody stand me
Fuck around and get your noodle in a bowl!
I challenge anybody, bring it to me if you want that shit
I bring it to you in a minute and I will not finish
Until I rip through your skull!
It's obvious I make you nervous every time I come around you
Actin funny because I been Patient
Ain't no better
Won't you take a lesson from the monster!
Puttin' everybody and they mama to the Matrix
Don't say shit, just turn around and run the
Fuck away before I hunt ya!
I be on a different level
They don't wanna meddle with me in the ghetto
Foot up on the pedal if you wanna settle
With me, I will pull up on you in the drop top
Blastin' 'em in that ass, put 'em in a bag
Drag 'em though the grass, matter fact
When I leave a motherfucker leakin'
I'ma bring him up in the Chop Shop, yeah!
[Pre-Hook x4]
Choppin' everybody, ain't no competition

[Hook x4]
Welcome to the Chop Shop
Nobody on it whenever they want it
I hit 'em with double and triple quadruple
And nobody can fuck with me

[Verse 3]
Somebody wake me up outta my sleep
Tell me I'm dreamin' they see me, they want me to be taken off of my feet
They crazy, you peepin' so much [?] I be wonderin' how in the fuck I'mma gonna be up in the club with the heat try'na catch a nigga that wanna leap
Put 'em all up in that Chop Shop
Get cropped off in a drop top
This Insane runnin' 'fore they
Comin' at you with the knock off
-Knock-knock!
-Who is it?
-Orange!
-Orange who?
-Aren't you glad a mothafucka like me's not
Runnin' down your block with the pop-pop?
They be lookin' at me like a mothafucka
Second rate and I don't need you
All up on me and all by my lonely
You was only homies when I feed you
Choppin' people since, you know
The fuckers was in middle school
I be in it, front of class, I be on that ass
Don't nobody laugh when I teach you (brain)
Blood stains on the floor board with a gore whore
Kill a bitch up in the kitchen, quit your bitchin'
Drag you to the four-door
Poor whore, I hammer the pussy
I bet you was feelin like Thor tore
Gimme more-more of the horrorcore
lookin' like he's straight from Mordor
Drag a through the shadows
I'mma really take you (take you)
Man off, even Gandalf can't save you (behave you)
Little bit of brain might tame but won't save you
Get my Lynch to come up in this
Mothafucka right now and bake you
Take you into a different level, where the devil lurkin'
Which bitch I wanna fuck, man, I don't know for certain
Depends on which one of them got the best ass for twerkin'
And I come back to the room, let me hit the womb through beef curtains!
The Chop Shop!



All comments from YouTube:

THEREALTWISTEDINSANE

Appreciate all the love , new videos coming soon

Mighty Tome

+THEREALTWISTEDINSANE Love your songs i've heard from u so far my favorites ones are probably 1&200 round clip, pick ur poison,underground psycho so far and i hustle.mainly cause them the only ones i can keep up and rap to lmao except i hustle and 200 round that shit crazy. u probably dont care but just thought i'd let u knowBUT ANYWAYS just keep making that brainsick fire fam

Robert Ryan

Fuck yeah!!!! More Twisted Insane videos!!!!

Muntasir Tarik

man you are making me excited, but why the fastest rapper in the universe and the master of horrorcore got 30187 subsicribers, you shuld have 10000000000000000 subsicribers

Tom Tomson

+Muntasir Tarik i think YouTube fucked with his subscriber count a few years back

omulxd

+THEREALTWISTEDINSANE sup

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The Amazing TooT

I found this song on accident. I was looking up another song called the The Chop and this came up. I said why not, I'll give a listen... HOLY CRAP! This dude on another level!

Demon Too Lucy

Looked up Pistolvania 2, this popped up, I am amazed

James Terrance

A.

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