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I see you

I see you at me
at me, so I ask

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

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

Am I a
Am I a
Yeah I'm a
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 doing I don't normally do
illusions seem to be the only pleasures I can gain
Heck, if I was I would of put down the mic and say
Fuck it I'll rise to fame
But with the wicked I contain,
I could jump without your name
No lovey-dovey ignite the flame
If you're lucky you the pain
that ain't very marry to say,
Why is this game so scary to
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 heavens to
I don't mean to come off
But you mothafuckas to think that I'm hella deranged (hey)
I was seven years old,
I fell on my head and I my brain (hey)
If you I'm lying then
Ask my mama nigga can tell you the same
I be ashamed?
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 verse I'm rappin' to you
Matter fact I'm rapping you,
Never say my name
Unless you absolutely have to I am not no jacket
With no shoes
And you are not no guru
Can't see you niggas,
Y'all I was rappin' to you
of fact act like I'm rappin' to you
If gives you passion
To use as an excuse
just jump up out of conclusion
That I'm you dudes
Is just old fashion voodoo
Y'all ain't the shit,
No y'all ain't even the
I got more flavor on the tissue paper under my
So I'm you foolish
With wooden you stupid
Baby sitting little like little afternoon children
You can call me
But it's like schizophrenic
And I can speak can anyone me just where my medicine is
Guess I show these minors just what my avenue is
Man I swear I'm all up out of my like graduate students
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt feelings
I see your tears, here,
Give me your face, let me it
But I wonder how it look
If I could it back with a skillet
I'ma fill it crack when I hit it,
Then I'ma it back when you heal it
Damn it boy, what in the hell,
What in the heaven, what in the
Where is mom? What are you cursed?
are you from?
Where was your birth? Where 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
Yeah I'm a
I I'm a psycho

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