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Straight the Psycho Ward
Once

Verse B-Real

Psycho the ward, a warning, a fucking scandal
Lookin' around, paranoid the funk banner
In the combat, the banana control
A sea, bring a pound of and get sold
You going crazy, understand
Why you never face me? foil the plan!
combat, I'm on that mission
You wishin' to disappear? Some is closin' near!
Sick-o!
Strumming the hall, yes y'all!
Hear the to the D.A., fucking D-E-A
all wanna raid my spot and take hits
But I'm breakin' L.A. Law like Jimmy Sprits
Insane, in the head it's lead!
I'm loco, 'til I'm dead, said!
Actions allowing the words to in
having all the way down, to the depths of Hell
You me? Lunatic in the grass, lost
You a psycho, like my nigga Jack

Looney, lunatic sick
Psycho, in the head, I go
Can't keep my straight from the laws I break
You too, y'all up my mind state!

Two: Jacken

For who really don't understand
Why we, insane, just acting crazy!
Buggin' now from, all the I see
All tread bad and I in 3D
We be the psycho doers, killers
to survive all these street cop killers
I'll tell ya now, everlasting
Even if you try, but you laugh it won't be
It no thing but mad
You better give it up, you to a psychopath
over, I'm intoxicated, never sober
When one up, I'm poisonous like a deadly cobra!
The reason why I say this
Is because y'all this (?) got me tripping
One can maintain, for so long
'Til all the in your head are loose and worn
Now you're the (?) psycho remain nameless
known from crazy acts, making you famous

Verse Three:

I'm the pocus, tell me how you feel
When I that motherfucker coming for the kill!
If the criminal element,
But the reckoning, settling with the metal shit
out the .45 sick, to get live
If you arrive, get nervous! You wanna surface
Sick, in the brain, I'm trippin'!
I'm on the wine, it's all in the mind, flippin'
We dippin' now, you make me shout
about, my mental state
Think I to rehabilitate
Wipe the slate, look inside your fate, wait
But don't you motherfuckers can't in the gate!
Get ass on, you pass on, we blast on
The gats armed, shitted on the one, c'mon!
assassins smashing your membrane
Lunatics in the grass, feeding it to vein!