Luyện nghe bài hát Lunatics In The Grass

Straight the Psycho Ward
again

Verse One:

Psycho from the ward, a warning, a scandal
Lookin' around, devoid the funk banner
In the combat, the banana leaf
A sea, bring a pound of and get sold
You crazy, can't understand
Why you never face me? foil the plan!
Head-to-head combat, I'm on that
You wishin' to Some mission is closin' near!
Sick-o!
Strumming the hall, yes y'all!
Hear the to the D.A., fucking D-E-A
They all wanna raid my and take hits
But I'm breakin' that L.A. Law like Jimmy
Insane, crazy in the head 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 Jack

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!

Two: Jacken

For those who really don't
Why we, going insane, just crazy!
Buggin' now from, all the I see
All tread bad and I in 3D
We be the psycho doers, turned
Only to all these street cop killers
I'll tell ya now, nobody's
if you try, but you laugh it won't be subtracting
It ain't no but mad
You give it up, you steppin' to a psychopath
over, I'm intoxicated, never sober
When one up, I'm poisonous like a deadly cobra!
The only reason why I say
Is because y'all breakin' this (?) got me
One can maintain, for so long
'Til all the in your head are loose and worn
Now you're the (?) straight remain nameless
known from crazy 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 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 surface
Sick, in the brain, I'm trippin'!
I'm sippin' on the wine, it's all in the mind,
We dippin' now, you make me shout
Talk about, my mental
Think I to rehabilitate
Wipe the slate, inside your fate, can't wait
But don't you motherfuckers come in the gate!
Get ass on, you pass 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!

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