I gotta I gotta I gotta, psychosis I’m going mental, I’m stuck in the melody Call me instrumental, hip hop felony Down with the gentle, gotta analyze what I’ve been through Fuck you To rap one of my disorders, I’ve been … Make the beat explode when I spit on it Supersonic, I’m fluid like gin tonic And when I say I’m killing it, it’s just symbolic Come in hand with the dope kids, Come in hang and I’ma show you how to show bizness is If you the lawn that I’m moaning in Because I’m way too thick like I’m 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 that’s more than a silly twitch Get out my way, cause I’m pretty pissed Grab niggers by the necks and dump them in the dirty ditch A dirty dicks for your nerdy bitch I’m in … like desk till I’m 36 … I’ma 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 I’m 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 ain’t 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 I’m going mental, I’m stuck in the melody In effect, chemical reaction
Psychosis, I wrote this, heroine… with wings, fly dope shit …Miami…bitch Open the box and that’s when the coke breaks I’m so slick no … When the 4 spits, go away in peace I’m about war, diamond with no flaws, rhymin so raw …mentally sick, I’m meant to be rich But I’m 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?