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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 crazy, my tours paid me
So I that dough to allure ladies to whom bathe me
Never know that my for sure shady
Pure Hades, rev x steady they couldn't to save me
Why did I let this stripper burn me on the arm with her
In the spot ten times in a row
When I that burn upon the clitoris?
I'ma get her wet, sorry to get away,
I feel stupid 'cause I did her yet
Maybe she never let a fine 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
Strange lane hopin' I can maintain
But nobody talkin' when the insane mane 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, huffin' and puffin' my god,
Afterwards I like really hots water on my balls

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

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 have now turned my dreams into gruesome scenes
Now I'm doing things I normally do
When illusions seem to be the only I can gain
Heck, if I was sane I would of put the mic and say
Fuck it I'll never rise to
But the wicked records I contain,
I could probably jump without name
No lovey-dovey ignite the flame
If you're lucky you the pain
Sorry that ain't marry to say,
Why is game so scary to play?
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 to blame
I don't mean to off crazy
But you mothafuckas seem to that I'm hella deranged (hey)
I was seven years old,
I fell on my head and I 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 bent outta a my nigga let me ask you this

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

I stab you this mic
And rap this I'm rappin' to you
Matter I'm rapping through you,
Never say my motherfucking
Unless you absolutely to I am not no fucking jacket
no matching shoes
And you are not no fashion
even see you niggas,
Y'all wish I was to you
Matter of fact act like I'm to you
If gives you passion
To use this as an
just jump up out of conclusion
That I'm attackin' you
Is just old fashion voodoo
ain't even the shit,
No y'all ain't the doodoo
I got more flavor on the tissue paper my toobos
So I'm you foolish
With wooden you stupid
Baby sitting little bastards like little children
You can call me
But it's more schizophrenic
And I can speak can anyone tell me just where my is
Guess I gotta show these minors just my avenue is
Man I swear I'm all up out of my brain like graduate
I'm sorry, I mean to hurt your 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 with a
Then I'ma fill it 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?
Where are you
was your birth? Where were you first?
Why you in church?
Why is there dirt, all on shirt?
Man I think that you're going

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