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 guess I'm a

crazy,
I like you, but you're crazy, my paid me
So I used dough to allure ladies to whom bathe me
know that my minds for sure shady
Pure Hades, rev x they couldn't endure to save me
Why did I let this stripper burn me on the arm her cigarette
In the spot ten times in a row
When I felt burn upon the clitoris?
I'ma get her wet, sorry to get away,
I feel 'cause I ain't did her yet
Maybe she never let a fine 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 gang bang folk in
Strange hopin' I can maintain copin'
But ain't talkin' when the insane mane spoken
I like fire on my skin, on my draws
From up on her walls, I'm suffering, I'm stuck in her
Stuffed in her jaws, huffin' and puffin' my god,
I like really hots scolding water on my balls

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

Mom? Dad? I'm no the boy you're used to seeing
I've changed a lot, plus I've to hate every human being
My mood swings now turned my dreams into gruesome scenes
Now I'm doing things I normally do
illusions seem to be the only pleasures I can gain
Heck, if I was sane I would of put the mic and say
Fuck it I'll never to fame
But with the wicked I contain,
I probably jump without your name
No let's ignite the flame
If you're lucky you survive the
that ain't very marry to say,
Why is this game so scary to
Well let me think, every day
My balls are too hairy to shave
a minute,
I'm the game if I go to hell,
Then heavens to
I don't mean to come off
But you mothafuckas seem to think that I'm deranged (hey)
When I was years old,
I fell on my head and I severed my (hey)
If you think I'm then
Ask my mama nigga can tell you the same
Should I be
No, I'm living my life so ghetto
you get bent outta a shape my nigga let me ask you this

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

I you with this mic
And rap this verse I'm to you
Matter fact I'm rapping you,
say my motherfucking name
Unless you absolutely to I am not no fucking jacket
no matching shoes
And you are not no guru
even 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 as an excuse
Then just jump up out of
That I'm you dudes
Is just old fashion voodoo
ain't even the shit,
No y'all even the doodoo
I got more flavor on the paper under my toobos
So I'm you foolish
With paddles you stupid
Baby sitting little bastards like little afternoon
You can call me
But it's more like
And I can speak can anyone me just where my medicine is
Guess I gotta show these minors just what my is
Man I swear I'm all up out of my brain like graduate
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt feelings
I see your tears, here,
Give me your face, let me it
But I how it would look
If I peel it back with a skillet
Then fill it crack when I hit it,
Then I'ma it back when you heal it
Damn it boy, what in the hell,
in the heaven, what in the earth
Where is your mom? What are you
are you from?
Where was your birth? Where you first?
Why you in church?
Why is there dirt, all on your
Man I think that going berserk

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

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