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