Luyện nghe bài hát Lunatics In The Grass

Straight from the Psycho
Once

One: B-Real

Psycho from the ward, a warning, a scandal
Lookin' around, devoid the funk banner
In the combat, the banana control
A sea, bring a pound of and get sold
You going crazy, understand
Why you face me? Don't foil the plan!
Head-to-head combat, I'm on that
You wishin' to disappear? Some mission is near!
Sick-o!
through the hall, yes y'all!
Hear the call to the D.A., fucking
They all wanna my spot and take hits
But I'm that L.A. Law like Jimmy Sprits
Insane, in the head it's lead!
I'm loco, 'til I'm dead, said!
Actions allowing the words to in
From all the way down, to the depths of Hell
You me? Lunatic in the grass, lost
You a psycho, like my nigga Frost?

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

Verse Two:

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

Verse B-Real

I'm the locust pocus, me how you feel
I smoke that motherfucker coming for the kill!
If the criminal element,
But the reckoning, brings settling with the metal
Breaking out the .45 sick, to get
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 dippin' now, you make me wanna
Talk about, my state
I need to rehabilitate
Wipe the slate, look inside your fate, can't
But don't you motherfuckers can't in the gate!
Get your ass on, you on, we blast on
The gats armed, on the last one, c'mon!
assassins smashing your membrane
Lunatics in the grass, it to your vein!

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