Luyện nghe bài hát Lunatics In The Grass

Straight from the Psycho
Once

Verse One:

Psycho the ward, a warning, a fucking scandal
around, paranoid devoid the funk banner
In the combat, the banana control
A sea, bring a pound of weed and get
You going crazy, can't
Why you never face me? foil the plan!
combat, I'm on that mission
You wishin' to disappear? mission is closin' near!
Sick-o!
Strumming the hall, yes y'all!
the call to the D.A., fucking D-E-A
They all wanna my spot and take hits
But I'm breakin' L.A. Law like Jimmy Sprits
Insane, in the head it's lead!
I'm loco, 'til I'm dead, said!
Actions allowing the to barrage in
From all the way down, to the depths of Hell
You hear me? in the grass, lost
You a psycho, my nigga Jack Frost?

Looney, lunatic sick
Psycho, in the head, I go
Can't keep my straight from the laws I break
You too, y'all twistin' up my state!

Verse Jacken

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

Verse Three:

I'm the locust pocus, me how you feel
When I smoke that coming for the kill!
If the criminal element,
But the reckoning, settling with the metal shit
Breaking out the .45 sick, to get
If you arrive, don't get nervous! You wanna
Sick, in the brain, I'm trippin'!
I'm on the wine, it's all in the mind, flippin'
We dippin' now, you make me wanna
Talk about, my state
Think I need to
Wipe the slate, inside your fate, can't wait
But don't you can't come in the gate!
Get your ass on, you on, we blast on
The gats armed, shitted on the one, c'mon!
Psycho smashing your membrane
Lunatics in the grass, it to your vein!

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