Luyện nghe bài hát Lunatics In The Grass

Straight the Psycho Ward
Once

Verse One:

Psycho from the ward, a warning, a fucking
Lookin' around, paranoid the funk banner
In the combat, the leaf control
A sea, bring a pound of and get sold
You going crazy, understand
Why you never face me? Don't the plan!
Head-to-head combat, I'm on that
You wishin' to Some mission is closin' near!
Sick-o!
through the hall, yes y'all!
Hear the call to the D.A., D-E-A
all wanna raid my spot and take hits
But I'm that L.A. Law like Jimmy Sprits
Insane, crazy in the it's lead!
I'm loco, 'til I'm dead, said!
Actions allowing the to barrage in
From having all the way down, to the of Hell
You hear me? 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 from the laws I
You too, y'all twistin' up my state!

Verse Jacken

For those who really don't
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 all these street cop killers
tell ya now, nobody's everlasting
Even if you try, but you 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, sober
When one steps up, I'm poisonous like a cobra!
The reason why I say this
Is because breakin' 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 psycho remain
Only known from crazy acts, you famous

Verse B-Real

I'm the locust pocus, me how you feel
When I smoke that coming for the kill!
If the element, unfolding
But the reckoning, settling with the metal shit
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, it's all in the mind,
We dippin' now, you me wanna shout
Talk about, my mental
Think I need to
Wipe the slate, look inside fate, can't wait
But don't you motherfuckers can't in the gate!
Get your ass on, you on, we blast on
The armed, shitted on the last one, c'mon!
Psycho assassins your membrane
Lunatics in the grass, it to your vein!

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