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Straight the Psycho Ward
again

Verse One:

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

Looney, lunatic turned
Psycho, in the head, I go
keep my head straight from the laws I break
You too, y'all twistin' up my state!

Verse Jacken

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 doers, turned killers
to survive all these street cop killers
I'll tell ya now, nobody's
Even if you try, but you laugh it be subtracting
It ain't no but mad
You give it up, you steppin' to a psychopath
Game over, I'm intoxicated, sober
When one steps up, I'm poisonous like a cobra!
The only reason why I say
Is because breakin' this (?) got me tripping
One can only maintain, for so
all the screws in your head are loose and worn
Now the (?) straight psycho remain nameless
Only known crazy acts, making you famous

Verse Three:

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