Waiter asked for my order, i say i wanna piece of you/
Ay when we first met you was too tense for me to get through
I'm why baby mommas leave
Sick twisted fantasies
Everything ain't what it seems
Sick twisted fantasies
And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for
Pretend bars like the templars, like when desmond was a waiter
The real muscle in the message of that
Yo bring it my raps are sick and twisted
I'm back on my sixty six six shit
I rap like my brain is twisted,
After these unfortunate events you'll be tongue tied and twisted
The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that
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