Luyện nghe bài hát Lunatics In The Grass

Straight the Psycho Ward
again

Verse B-Real

Psycho from the ward, a warning, a fucking
Lookin' around, devoid the funk banner
In the combat, the banana control
A sea, bring a pound of and get sold
You going crazy, can't
Why you never me? Don't foil the plan!
Head-to-head combat, I'm on that
You wishin' to disappear? Some is closin' near!
Sick-o!
through the hall, yes y'all!
Hear the call to the D.A., fucking
They all wanna raid my spot and hits
But I'm breakin' that L.A. Law like Jimmy
Insane, in the head it's lead!
I'm loco, I'm dead, enough said!
Actions the words to barrage in
From having all the way down, to the of Hell
You me? Lunatic in the grass, lost
You a psycho, like my nigga Jack

Looney, turned sick
Psycho, in the head, I go
Can't keep my head straight the laws I break
You too, twistin' up my mind state!

Verse Two:

For those who don't understand
Why we, insane, just acting crazy!
Buggin' now from, all the I see
All bad and I meant in 3D
We be the psycho doers, killers
Only to survive all these street cop
I'll ya now, nobody's everlasting
if you try, but you laugh it won't be subtracting
It ain't no but mad
You better it up, you steppin' to a psychopath
Game over, I'm intoxicated, never
one steps up, I'm poisonous like a deadly cobra!
The only reason why I say
Is because y'all this (?) got me tripping
One can only maintain, for so
'Til all the screws in your are loose and worn
Now you're the (?) straight remain nameless
Only known from crazy acts, you famous

Verse B-Real

I'm the locust pocus, tell me how you
When I smoke that coming for the kill!
If the criminal element,
But the reckoning, brings with the metal shit
out the .45 sick, to get live
If you arrive, don't get nervous! You surface
Sick, in the brain, I'm trippin'!
I'm sippin' on the wine, all in the mind, flippin'
We now, you make me wanna shout
about, my mental state
Think I to rehabilitate
Wipe the slate, look inside fate, can't wait
But you motherfuckers can't come in the gate!
Get your ass on, you on, we blast on
The armed, shitted on the last one, c'mon!
assassins smashing your membrane
Lunatics in the grass, feeding it to vein!

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