I gotta I gotta I gotta, psychosis
Im going mental, Im stuck in the melody
Call me instrumental, hip hop felony
Down with the gentle, gotta analyze what Ive been through
Fuck you
To rap one of my disorders, Ive been
Make the beat explode when I spit on it
Supersonic, Im fluid like gin tonic
And when I say Im killing it, its just symbolic
Come in hand with the dope kids,
Come in hang and Ima show you how to show bizness is
If you the lawn that Im moaning in
Because Im way too thick like Im Jay Z
And get a grip on my sober shit
Well let me break these niggers down to the last little bit
Blast come when you.bitch
Cause I got medical issues thats more than a silly twitch
Get out my way, cause Im pretty pissed
Grab niggers by the necks and dump them in the dirty ditch
A dirty dicks for your nerdy bitch
Im in
like desk till Im 36
Ima get
way more than I can cope with
psychosis
Come along, come and a see a psychosis being
Circus freaks gets
.short as a fetus
Now Im on the brink of destroying world leaders
I enter arenas, Xena, as a beast and a sword
Chopping down crews with a 3 meters sword
When peas on the board says a chemical reaction
Run while you can, start heading for the exit
when I transform,
And shut down blocks like a sandstorm
You come across as a nervous team
I go blind in the club and wake up to
murder scene
Drug tester, raise my blood pressure
I give chicks a case of shock lecture
Like the Mad Hatter, in effect, I kill a track with flows from the bottom of the river bank
And I aint finished yet, within a millie sec
I cut the crap and snatch you by your little head
I hit the switch to high voltage
And stay slick as I live in psychosis
Im going mental, Im stuck in the melody
In effect, chemical reaction
Psychosis, I wrote this, heroine
with wings, fly dope shit
Miami
bitch
Open the box and thats when the coke breaks
Im so slick no
When the 4 spits, go away in peace
Im about war, diamond with no flaws, rhymin so raw
mentally sick, Im meant to be rich
But Im the opposite i pop the fifth and empty the clip
No smile and a fucked up grin
pass the point of no return
Blast the joint, ignore the burns
Lost contact with reality, psychosis
Who the fuck wanna battle me?
Re-edited by Fez
