Luyện nghe bài hát Am I A Psycho

I see you

I see you at me
at me, so I ask

Am I a
Am I a
I'm a psycho
I I'm a psycho

crazy,
I like you, but you're crazy, my tours me
So I used that dough to allure ladies to bathe me
Never that my minds for sure shady
Pure Hades, rev x they couldn't endure to save me
Why did I let this stripper me on the arm with her cigarette
In the same spot ten in a row
When I felt that upon the clitoris?
get her wet, sorry to get carried away,
I stupid 'cause I ain't did her yet
she never let a fine nigga stare at her breasts,
I get vexed but I ain't bit her
Open, I try to contain it but that damn thang's soakin'
Alter ego say why you let gang bang folk in
lane hopin' I can maintain copin'
But ain't nobody when the insane mane spoken
I like fire on my skin, blood on my
From up on her walls, I'm suffering, I'm stuck in her
in her jaws, huffin' and puffin' hollerin' my god,
Afterwards I like really scolding water on my balls

Am I a
Am I a
I'm a psycho
I I'm a psycho

Mom? I'm no longer the boy you're used to seeing
I've changed a lot, I've grown to hate every human being
My mood swings have now my dreams into gruesome scenes
Now I'm things I don't normally do
When illusions seem to be the pleasures I can gain
Heck, if I was sane I of put down the mic and say
Fuck it I'll never to fame
But with the records I contain,
I could probably jump without name
No lovey-dovey ignite the flame
If you're lucky you survive the
Sorry ain't very marry to say,
Why is game so scary to play?
Well let me think, every day
My are getting too hairy to shave
a minute,
I'm stressin' the if I go to hell,
Then to blame
I don't to come off crazy
But you mothafuckas seem to think that I'm hella (hey)
I was seven years old,
I on my head and I severed my brain (hey)
If you I'm lying then
Ask my mama she'll can tell you the same
Should I be
No, I'm living my life so ghetto
Before you get bent a shape my nigga let me ask you this

Am I a
Am I a
Yeah I'm a
I guess I'm a

I you with this mic
And rap this verse I'm to you
fact I'm rapping through you,
Never say my name
Unless you absolutely to I am not no fucking jacket
With no shoes
And you are not no guru
Can't see you niggas,
Y'all wish I was to you
Matter of act like I'm rappin' to you
If that you passion
To use this as an
Then just up out of conclusion
I'm attackin' you dudes
Is just like old voodoo
ain't even the shit,
No ain't even the doodoo
I got more flavor on the paper under my toobos
So I'm you foolish
With paddles you stupid
Baby sitting bastards like little afternoon children
You can me psychotic
But it's more like
And I can speak can anyone tell me just where my is
Guess I gotta show these minors what my avenue is
Man I swear I'm all up out of my brain graduate students
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to your feelings
I see your tears, here,
me your face, let me clear it
But I how it would look
If I peel it back with a skillet
I'ma fill it crack when I hit it,
Then I'ma it back when you heal it
it Bobby boy, what in the hell,
What in the heaven, what in the
Where is your mom? What are you
Where are you
Where was birth? Where were you first?
Why you in church?
Why is there dirt, all on your
Man I think you're going berserk

Am I a
Am I a
I'm a psycho
I guess I'm a

Am I a (psycho)
Am I a (psycho)
I'm a psycho (psycho)
I guess I'm a (psycho, psycho, psycho)