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I see you |
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I see you looking at me |
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Looking at me, so I ask |
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Am I a psycho? Am I a psycho? |
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Yeah, I'm a psycho, I guess I'm a psycho |
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You're crazy, I like you but you're crazy, my tours paid me |
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So I used that dough to allure ladies, to manure bathe me |
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Never that, my mind's for sure shady, pure Hades |
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Rev X Stady, couldn't endure to save me |
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Why do I let this stripper burn me on my arm with a cigarette |
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In the same spot 10 times in a row |
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When I feel that burn, I palm the clitoris |
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I'ma get her wet |
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Sorry to get carried away |
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I feel stupid 'cause I ain't get her yet |
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Maybe she never looked at a fine nigga |
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Sweat on her breasts and get vexed so 9 bit her neck |
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Open, I try to contain it but that damn thang's soaking |
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Alter ego say, 'Why you let them gangbang folk in? |
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Strange lane hoping, I can maintain coping |
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But ain't nobody talking when the insane man spoken |
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I like fire on my skin, blood on my draws |
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From up in her walls, I'm suffering, I'm stuck in her claws |
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Stuffed in her jaws, huffing and puffing, hollering, 'I'm a dog |
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Afterwards I like really hot scalding water on my balls |
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Am I a psycho? Am I a psycho? |
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Yeah, I'm a psycho, I guess I'm a psycho |
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Mom? Dad?, I'm no longer the boy you've used to seeing |
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I've changed a lot, plus I've grown to hate every humn being |
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My mood swings have now turned my dreams into gruesome scenes |
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Now I'm doing things I don't normally do when illusion seem |
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To be the only pleasures I can gain, heck, if I was sane |
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I'd put down the mic and say, '**** it, I'll never rise to fame |
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But with the Wicked Records I contain |
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I could probably jump a 'Dashian name |
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No lovey-dovey, let's ignite the flame |
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If we lucky, you'll survive the pain |
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Sorry that ain't very merry to say |
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Why is this game so scary to play? |
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Well, let me think 'cause every day |
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My balls are getting too hairy to shave |
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Pause a minute, I'm stressing the game |
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If I go to heaven, hell is to blame |
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I don't mean to come off crazy but you mother****ers |
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Seem to think that I'm hella deranged |
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Hey, when I was seven years old |
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I fell on my head and I severed my brain |
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Hey, you think I'm lying then ask my mama |
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Nigga, she gon' tell you the same |
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Should I be ashamed? |
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No, I'm living my life so ghetto fabulous |
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Before you gipping outta a shape |
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My nigga, let me ask you this |
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Am I a psycho? Am I a psycho? |
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Yeah, I'm a psycho, I guess I'm a psycho |
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I stab you with this mic and rap this verse |
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I'm rapping to you matter of fact, I'm rapping through you |
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Never say my mother****ing name |
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Unless you absolutely have to |
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I am not no ****ing jacket with no matching shoes |
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And you are not no fashion guru |
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Can't even see you niggas, y'all wish I was rapping to you |
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Matter of fact, act like I'm rapping to you |
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If that gives you passion to use this as an excuse |
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Then just jump up out of conclusion that I'm attacking you dudes |
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Is just like old fashion voodoo |
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Y'all ain't even the shit, no, y'all ain't even the doodoo |
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I got more flavor on the tissue paper under my toobos |
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So I'm slapping you fools with wooden paddles, you stupid |
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Babysitting low baskets like little afternoon children |
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You could call me psychotic but it's more like schizophrenic |
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And I can speak, can anyone tell me just where my medicine is? |
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Guess I gotta show these minors just where my avenue is |
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Man I swear, I'm all about my brain like graduate students |
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I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings |
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I see your tears, come here, give me your face, let me clear it |
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But I wonder how it would look if I would've peel it back with a skillet |
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Then I'ma fill it crack when I hit it |
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Then I'ma spill it back when you ill it |
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Dammit Bobit Moore |
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What in the hell, what in the heaven, what in the Earth |
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Where is your mom? Why do you curse? |
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Where are you from? Where was your birth? |
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Where was you first? Why weren't you in church? |
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Why is there dirt all on your shirt? |
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Man, I think you're going berserk |
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Am I a psycho? Am I a psycho? |
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Yeah, I'm a psycho, I guess I'm a psycho |
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Am I a psycho? Am I a psycho? |
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Yeah, I'm a psycho, I guess I'm a psycho |
