[Chorus - B-Real]
I'm a little bit off the chain, you can call me insane, but the
fact remains
That I'm a pyscho
Better get it through your brain, when you say my name, never
say it in vain
Cause I'm a pyscho
[Verse 1 - Swift]
I'm a motherfuckin omen, I bow down to no man, I'll split a
***** open,
Killing folks compulsive, a soldier wit a motive, scrotum big
as boulders,
I'll hold it then unload on you, put on poster, so everyone can
notice who
Was focused on his pokin, they nose in our business, hopin that
I don't come
Smoke 'em, No one knows my notions or emotions,I'm a vulture,
Close to croakin any moment, and I know when, I could fuck the
culture up,
Probably rap, a maniac, wit anxiety attacks, I don't wanna
chat, speak when
You spoken to, and I don't have to read a fuckin magazine or
quoteable, to notice
What you hoes'll do
[Verse 2 - Kuniva]
We all soldiers, we move as a unit, we all roll up, show up at
your residence
And light your front door up, get scared, life ain't fair, and
I'm prepared to blast you
Just as fast as dre can say hell yeah, so watch what you say,
cause it can happen
Either today or the next minute, i can draw the heater and
spray and I'm dead
Serious, you could be dead period, end of story, I'm on your
porch wit a gun and
Your son sippin a forty, No one can hold me, I does it all by
my lonely,
Stomp your head while you awake, you'll be looking like gumby,
Aftermath and Shady bitch
You can read it and weep, you see my poster in the hood for the
G of the week
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - Bizzare]
They found Saddam, but they ain't gonna find me, I'll be under
a tree,
In Buttfuck Tennessee, and I don't know too much about my
daddy,
Exce
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