Luyện nghe bài hát Am I A Psycho

I see you

I see you at me
at me, so I ask

Am I a
Am I a
Yeah I'm a
I I'm a psycho

crazy,
I you, but you're crazy, my tours paid me
So I used that to allure ladies to whom bathe me
Never that my minds for sure shady
Pure Hades, rev x steady couldn't endure to save me
Why did I let this burn me on the arm with her cigarette
In the same spot ten in a row
When I felt burn upon the clitoris?
I'ma get her wet, to get carried away,
I feel 'cause I ain't did her yet
Maybe she never let a nigga stare at her breasts,
I get vexed but I bit her neck
Open, I try to it but that damn dame thang's soakin'
Alter ego say why you let them gang folk in
lane hopin' I can maintain copin'
But ain't nobody talkin' when the insane mane
I like fire on my skin, blood on my
From up on her walls, I'm suffering, I'm in her claws
in her jaws, huffin' and puffin' hollerin' my god,
Afterwards I like really hots scolding water on my

Am I a
Am I a
I'm a psycho
I I'm a psycho

Mom? Dad? I'm no longer the boy used to seeing
I've changed a lot, plus I've to hate every human being
My mood swings have now my dreams into gruesome scenes
Now I'm doing things I don't do
When illusions seem to be the only I can gain
Heck, if I was sane I of put down the mic and say
Fuck it I'll never rise to
But with the wicked I contain,
I could jump without your name
No lovey-dovey ignite the flame
If lucky you survive the pain
Sorry that very marry to say,
Why is this so scary to play?
Well let me think, every day
My are getting too hairy to shave
a minute,
I'm stressin' the if I go to hell,
heavens to blame
I don't mean to come off
But you mothafuckas seem to think that I'm hella (hey)
I was seven years old,
I on my head and I severed my brain (hey)
If you think I'm lying
Ask my nigga she'll can tell you the same
I be ashamed?
No, I'm living my life so ghetto
Before you get bent outta a my nigga let me ask you this

Am I a
Am I a
I'm a psycho
I guess I'm a

I you with this mic
And rap this verse I'm to you
Matter fact I'm through you,
Never say my name
you absolutely have to I am not no fucking jacket
With no matching
And you are not no fashion
even see you niggas,
Y'all wish I was to you
Matter of fact act I'm rappin' to you
If that gives you
To use as an excuse
Then just up out of conclusion
That I'm attackin' you
Is just like old fashion
Y'all ain't the shit,
No ain't even the doodoo
I got more flavor on the tissue under my toobos
So I'm you foolish
wooden paddles you stupid
Baby sitting bastards like little afternoon children
You can call me
But more like schizophrenic
And I can can anyone tell me just where my medicine is
Guess I gotta show these just what my avenue is
Man I I'm all up out of my brain like graduate students
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt feelings
I see your tears, here,
Give me face, let me clear it
But I wonder how it would
If I could peel it with a skillet
Then fill it crack when I hit it,
Then I'ma spill it when you heal it
it Bobby boy, what in the hell,
What in the heaven, in the earth
Where is your mom? are you cursed?
are you from?
Where was your birth? Where were you
Why you in church?
Why is dirt, all on your shirt?
Man I that you're going berserk

Am I a
Am I a
I'm a psycho
I I'm a psycho

Am I a (psycho)
Am I a (psycho)
I'm a psycho (psycho)
I I'm a psycho (psycho, psycho, psycho)