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Straight from the Psycho
Once

One: B-Real

Psycho from the ward, a warning, a fucking
Lookin' around, paranoid devoid the funk
In the combat, the leaf control
A sea, bring a of weed and get sold
You crazy, can't understand
Why you never me? Don't foil the plan!
combat, I'm on that mission
You wishin' to disappear? Some is closin' near!
Sick-o!
through the hall, yes y'all!
Hear the to the D.A., fucking D-E-A
They all raid my spot and take hits
But I'm breakin' L.A. Law like Jimmy Sprits
Insane, crazy in the head lead!
I'm loco, I'm dead, enough said!
Actions the words 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 my head straight from the laws I break
You too, y'all up my mind state!

Verse Jacken

For those who really don't
Why we, going insane, 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, everlasting
Even if you try, but you it won't be subtracting
It no thing but mad
You better it up, you steppin' to a psychopath
Game over, I'm intoxicated, sober
one steps up, I'm poisonous like a deadly cobra!
The reason why I say this
Is because breakin' this (?) got me tripping
One can maintain, for so long
'Til all the screws in your head are loose and
Now the (?) straight psycho remain nameless
Only known from crazy acts, you famous

Verse B-Real

I'm the pocus, tell me how you feel
I smoke 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, don't get nervous! You wanna
Sick, in the brain, I'm trippin'!
I'm sippin' on the wine, all in the mind, flippin'
We dippin' now, you make me shout
about, my mental state
Think I need to
the slate, look inside your fate, can't wait
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!
Psycho assassins smashing membrane
Lunatics in the grass, feeding it to vein!