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I see you

I see you at me
at me, so I ask

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

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

Am I a
Am I a
Yeah I'm a
I guess I'm a

Mom? I'm no longer the boy you're used to seeing
I've changed a lot, plus grown to hate every human being
My mood swings have now turned my dreams into 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 would of put the mic and say
it I'll never rise to fame
But with the wicked I contain,
I could probably jump your name
No let's ignite the flame
If you're lucky you survive the
Sorry that very marry to say,
Why is this game so scary to
let me think, 'cause every day
My balls are getting too hairy to
a minute,
I'm the game if I go to hell,
heavens to blame
I mean to come off crazy
But you mothafuckas seem to that I'm hella deranged (hey)
When I was seven old,
I on my head and I severed my brain (hey)
If you think I'm lying
Ask my mama nigga she'll can 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
Yeah I'm a
I guess I'm a

I stab you with mic
And rap this I'm rappin' to you
Matter fact I'm rapping you,
say my motherfucking name
Unless you absolutely 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 this as an
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 slapping you
With wooden you stupid
Baby sitting bastards like little afternoon children
You can call me
But it's more schizophrenic
And I can speak can anyone tell me just my medicine is
Guess I gotta show these just what my avenue is
Man I swear I'm all up out of my brain like students
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt feelings
I see tears, come here,
me your face, let me clear it
But I how it would look
If I could peel it back a skillet
Then I'ma fill it when I hit it,
Then I'ma spill it back when you it
Damn it boy, what in the hell,
What in the heaven, in the earth
is your mom? What are you cursed?
Where are you
Where was your birth? Where were you
Why weren't you in
Why is there dirt, all on shirt?
Man I think that you're going

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

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