Natural Born Psycho

My brains unjust
From smoking angel dust
I was born dangerous
I'm so fucking scandalous
After I smacked an evangelist
For taking my smack and love
Now I'm back on drugs

Tryin to be the youngest flexer
Looking for my sacred treasure
I killed Hannibal Lector
I'm an animal uncle Fester
I'm the spinal cord disconnector
I put a suicidal whore on a stretcher

I make mockeries
Out of armed robberies
While I'm following prophecies
Like Socrates
Making philosophies
Out of me
When I bomb atomically

Society turns me
Into a killer menace in me

Let em know quieting hurts me
Now I've gotta still be offensively

I'm violently the worst breed
You're life is killed inexpensively

Entirety worthless and dirty
I might kill you wit no intensity

So silently chill in the first week
My eyes instill fear extensively

Causin anxiety when mom gave birth to me
I like the thrills so defensively

The irony is the lord rehearsed me
I fight with skills apprehensively

I'm Righteously the worst thing
Try fight me ya still hypertensively

Die frightfully with ya soul hurting
My psychiatry is still defensively

My guns go rat a tat tat with mags
As I blast a fag in half
My gats go Bagdad on his ass
I have a bad habit for that
I'm glad as my strap gives me laugh

I give my mama night terrors
Cause my life scares her
When my knife tears her
I'm a sight impairer

Even Stevie wonders
About seeing my mother
And breathing smoke from sherm
Speaking like I have a stutter
A speed freak that'll smother

And slaughter ya family
Smoking water before the tragedy
Jeffrey Dahmer with no sanity

Lunatic popping black mollies
Before I blast 12 gauge shotties
I jam hotties after using my crucifix

A natural born psycho popping Vyvanse and Adderall
An admiral that knifes throats causin violence and actin radical
A fucked individual with 9 millimeters in heaters spilling liters of blood like swimming pools
A criminal teaching lessons with Smith and Wesson's that's cynical
An unpredictable psycho popping dexys throat slaying machetes like OJ just to be lyrical
I cause an accident blasting my pistol and smoking crystal to add to my sacrament
All your inhabitants are getting ya temples full of pencils so don't laugh again



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Writer(s): Ethan Peterson
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