Running through the streets at night,
Im looking for a fight
Little do you know, I have a gun
and now youre gonna die
Psycho, psycho, psycho, and this is me! (x3)
Went to the barber shop
to have him fix a fee
Drove a knife though his neck,
another casualty
Psycho, psycho, psycho, and this is me! (x3)
Dont want no fucking wealth-share,
just being gymnophied and crass
And though Im young, still beat em up,
let the fucking bastard die
Psycho, psycho, psycho, and this is me! (x3)
It how I grew up, all meant to be
My parents thought Im slum
(unknown verse)
Psycho, psycho, psycho, and this is me!
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