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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 tours me
So I used that to allure ladies to whom bathe me
Never know that my for sure shady
Pure Hades, rev x steady they couldn't endure to me
Why did I let this burn me on the arm with her cigarette
In the same spot ten in a row
When I felt that upon the clitoris?
I'ma get her wet, sorry to get away,
I feel 'cause I ain't did her yet
Maybe she let a fine nigga stare at her breasts,
I get vexed but I bit her neck
Open, I try to it but that damn dame 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, on my draws
From up on her walls, I'm suffering, I'm in her claws
Stuffed in her jaws, and puffin' hollerin' my god,
Afterwards I 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 have now turned my dreams into gruesome
Now I'm doing things I don't do
illusions seem to be the only pleasures I can gain
Heck, if I was I would of put down the mic and say
it I'll never rise to fame
But the wicked records I contain,
I probably jump without your name
No let's ignite the flame
If you're lucky you survive the
Sorry that ain't marry to say,
Why is this game so scary to
let me think, 'cause every day
My balls are too hairy to shave
a minute,
I'm stressin' the if I go to hell,
heavens to blame
I mean to come off crazy
But you mothafuckas seem to think that I'm deranged (hey)
I was seven years old,
I on my head and I severed my brain (hey)
If you think I'm lying
Ask my mama she'll can tell you the same
Should I be
No, I'm my life so ghetto fabulous
Before you get 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 stab you with mic
And rap this I'm rappin' to you
fact I'm rapping through you,
Never say my motherfucking
Unless you absolutely have to I am not no fucking
With no shoes
And you are not no guru
even see you niggas,
Y'all I was rappin' to you
Matter of act like I'm rappin' to you
If that gives you
To use as an excuse
Then jump up out of conclusion
I'm attackin' you dudes
Is just like old voodoo
ain't even the shit,
No y'all even the doodoo
I got more flavor on the tissue under my toobos
So I'm slapping you
wooden paddles you stupid
Baby sitting little bastards like 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 these minors just what my avenue is
Man I swear I'm all up out of my brain like 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 peel it back a skillet
Then fill it crack when I hit it,
Then I'ma spill it back when you it
Damn it boy, what in the hell,
What in the heaven, in the earth
Where is mom? What are you cursed?
Where are you
Where was your birth? were you first?
Why weren't you in
Why is there dirt, all on your
Man I that you're 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)
I'm a psycho (psycho)
I guess I'm a (psycho, psycho, psycho)