[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,
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