Psycho Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Intro 1]
[Em]

[Verse 1]
[Em]A psycho ass nigga,
I'm dissin' your crew
If you don't like the way I rap,
tough shit nigga fuck you
It's time for a murder,
I'm finna' kick ass
Breast feed newborn babies
with unleaded gas

[Verse 2]
Blood [Em]gushin' out your head,
it's getting thicker and thicker
Pour some chocolate on your arm so
it can taste like a Snicker
Push your ass off a building,
check to see if you're dead
Blast back a second blade,
plus I'll sharpen your fuckin' head

[Verse 3]
[Em]I'm strapped with the uzi, so
get ready to die
Catch a nigga' while he sleep
and strike a match in his eye
I'll sneak in your house and
kill your ass for fun
Check to see if you're still sleepin',
burn a hole in your tongue

[Verse 4]
Bloody [Em]bodies in caskets,
the measure are drastic
Dead babies in my house
suffocated by plastic

[Verse 5]
Think you can beat me? [Em]You
gotta' be jokin' hoe...
Threw a brick in Houston, Texas,
broke a window in Tokyo
Your sister stole my money,
that's alright, I'ma slam her
Catch that bitch by herself,
and beat her the fuck up with a hammer

[Verse 6]
Throw your [Em]daughter in the air,
hope that bitch break her leg
Be nice and help her up and
kick her dead in the head
No bullshittin', you must
be smokin that rock hoe
Snatch some meat out your stomach
so I can make me a taco

[Verse 7]
You'll bleed from [Em]your
head to your toe
That's how it is,
when you fuckin wit' a psycho
[D#](A raging psychot[D#m]ic,
[D#]psychopath talkin')
[D#m](Ain't playin [Em]with y'all...)
[D#m](A raging psychotic,
[D#]psychopath talkin')
(Ain't playin [D#m]with y[Em]'all...)

[Verse 8]
A [Em]mothafuckin' psycho...I need
to be dead
Took the knife out of my neck and ate
the meat out' my own head
Necks and throats, bein' brutally torn'
Arms and legs dipped in blood taste
good with some popcorn

[Verse 9]
[Em]I'm mentally psycho,
insane with a triple- six
Six hundred dead cat heads
screamin' in a crucifix
Yo I'll be damned if I don't
get no respect
Drunk a pint of goat's blood,
then I died in a squirrel's nest
Yeah

[Verse 10]
You mothafuckas' said [Em]you
think that I'm soft
That's why you' bleedin' with a thousand
dead rats in yo' fuckin mouth
To kill a nigga' is a chance
I can't pass up
After hitting you wit' a stick,
naw' don't [G]fall...get [Em]yo' ass [G]up!

[Verse 11]
[Em]Some say I'm crazy,
some say I'm a crook
Cut up his body so damn bad,
the flies said "UUUHHN!?"

[Verse 12]
I won't stop shootin' til' [Em]somebody
gets shot
A bunch of bloody cut off fingers,
anybody want red hots?
I won't sweat, but then I'm a threat
Here's a bullet for you,
and your child that ain't born yet

[Verse 13]
You mothafuckas' still [Em]tryin' to diss
Beat a nigga' in his chest til'
his stomach say "Fuck this!"
A violent nigga, stickin punks like paste
Hoe, I'll slap yo' ass so hard my hand will
go through yo' fuckin' face

[Verse 14]
[Em]Marriage
Me and yo' mama getting
married soon...
After I fuck her I'ma kill her at
the honeymoon

[Verse 15]
You'll bleed from [D#]your head
to your toe
That's how it is,
when you fuckin [D#m]wit' a psycho
(A raging psychotic,
psychopath talkin')
[Em](Ain't playin with y'all...)
(A raging psychotic,
[D#m]psychopath talkin')
[D#](Ain't playin [D#m]with y'all...)
This [Em]is a

[Verse 16]
mothafuckin' WARNING.
A damn red alert
Squeeze yo' neck with some
pliers til' I see [G]blood [Em]squirt
I'ma crazy mothafucka',
smokin' punks is my joy
You don't really wanna' fuck

[Verse 17]
with me boy
[Em]Flashbacks from Panama makes
the gangster elite
12 O'Clock I'm out searching for some
good looking brains to eat
Growin' and showin', steady
You talkin' shit to me? You must don't
know who you fuckin' with

[Verse 18]
See what I'm [Em]saying; Ganksta Nip
means "DOOM"
Mercenary plus a ninja, rifleman
in a courtroom
Throats on a kite,
got intentions to fight
Bodybags in the street,
dogs eat good for a week

[Verse 19]
Bitch I'll [Em]shoot you in your face,
you think I won't do it?
Charles Manson, Freddy Krueger,
makin' babies drink lighter [G]fluid

[Verse 20]
[Em]Yeah I'ma gangster,
I ain't got time to be mushy
Keep yo' bitch out my [Em]face 'cause
I might blow up her pussy
Graveyard in my [Em]bed,
only when I get mad
Arms and legs in my closet,
heads and throats in [Em]my trashbag

[Verse 21]
Talkin' that shit, you'll [Em]get
beat with some switches
Blew up a convalescent center
'cause I hate old bitches
I try to be cool,
but y'all won't leave me alone
South Park lunatic,
with the mind of Jim Jones

[Verse 22]
I'm [Em]hard to beat,
favorite food is raw meat
Two- Hundred blenders in my head,
crushin' heads like pigs' feet

[Verse 23]
You'll bleed from [Em]your
head to your toe
That's how it is,
when you fuckin wit' a psycho
(A raging psychotic,
[D#m]psychopath t[D#m]alkin')
(Ain't playin' with y'all...)
[D#m](A raging psychotic,
psycho[D#m]path talkin')
(Ain't playin' with y'all...)
(A raging psychotic,
[D#m]psycho[D#m]path
[D#m]talkin')
(Ain't playin' with y'all...)
(A raging psychotic,
[D#m]psychopath talkin')
(Ain't playin' with y'all...)