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
Yeah I'm a
I I'm a psycho

crazy,
I like you, but you're crazy, my paid me
So I that dough to allure ladies to whom bathe me
Never know that my minds for shady
Pure Hades, rev x steady they endure to save me
Why did I let stripper burn me on the arm with her cigarette
In the spot ten times in a row
When I felt that burn the clitoris?
get her wet, sorry to get carried away,
I feel 'cause I ain't did her yet
Maybe she never let a fine nigga at her breasts,
I get but I ain't bit her neck
Open, I try to contain it but that damn thang's soakin'
Alter ego say why you let them bang folk in
Strange lane hopin' I can copin'
But ain't talkin' when the insane mane spoken
I like fire on my skin, blood on my
up on her walls, I'm suffering, I'm stuck in her claws
Stuffed in her jaws, 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

Dad? I'm no longer the boy you're used to seeing
I've changed a lot, plus I've grown to hate every being
My mood swings have now turned my dreams into 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 of put down the mic and say
Fuck it never rise to fame
But with the wicked I contain,
I probably jump without your name
No lovey-dovey ignite the flame
If you're you survive the pain
Sorry that ain't marry to say,
Why is this game so scary to
Well let me think, 'cause day
My balls are too hairy to shave
a minute,
I'm stressin' the if I go to hell,
Then to blame
I don't mean to come off
But you mothafuckas seem to think that I'm hella (hey)
I was seven years old,
I fell on my and I severed my brain (hey)
If you I'm lying then
Ask my mama nigga she'll can you the same
I be ashamed?
No, I'm my life so ghetto fabulous
Before you get bent outta a shape my nigga let me ask you

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

I you with this mic
And rap this I'm rappin' to you
Matter I'm rapping through you,
Never say my name
Unless you have to I am not no fucking jacket
With no matching
And you are not no guru
even see you niggas,
Y'all I was rappin' to you
of fact act like I'm rappin' to you
If that gives you
To use this as an
just jump up out of conclusion
That I'm you dudes
Is just like old fashion
ain't even the shit,
No y'all ain't the doodoo
I got more flavor on the paper under my toobos
So I'm you foolish
With wooden paddles you
sitting little bastards like little afternoon children
You can me psychotic
But more like schizophrenic
And I can speak can anyone me just where my medicine 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 didn't mean to hurt feelings
I see your tears, here,
me your face, let me clear it
But I wonder how it look
If I could peel it 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,
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 shirt?
Man I think 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)
Yeah I'm a (psycho)
I guess I'm a (psycho, psycho, psycho)