PSYKOTIK (feat. HG)
Dolla mafia, Quackafella Records
Incorporated by Rhyme Syndicate
Three Yellow Man, Trillionaire Club
Psychotic, my brain is unhealthy, I'm ballin
Yay, I'm on welfare
I got it, my bank is unwealthy
But I got balls stanker than a fuckin' elephant
Hypnotic, I'm trained in alcohol
And I got it from my ma and pa
And I'm not a bum, but I'm not driven
Guess it's what happens when a man becomes a god, shit
I'm just fuckin' psychotic, psychotic
I'm suckin' on a leech cause I like the way it tastes
Plus I got a leak and I'm gonna fuckin' break
If I don't get a bitch in my bed now
I'm gonna have a fuckin' chicken, kung pow
Then I'll stick my fuckin' dick in a fuckin' cow
Just a taddle bit, lickin' on a cattle tit
Now I'm cow-tippin', while I'm scotch sippin
Now I got sick and, this is God spittin
I'm just fuckin' psychotic, psychotic
What's worse than a verse from a hearse that is cursed
From the corpse of a lurtheran
You heard me, I mispronounced the word
Concerned, please, I get to pounce a nerd
What, you thought I forgot that I'm a god, or I'm not
You forgot that I'm a plot to be gone
With all you fuckin' haters
I'm psychotic and I shot you with a lazer or a tazer
I'm just fuckin' psychotic, psychotic
You got to think big, three trillionaires
Cause this is a trillion dollar industry
And we takin' over the industry
We takin' over the world
And you know what we gonna do
And we all sold, we gonna go
Two labels, it's only gonna be two labels
And the other label, it's gonna be
Butt-naked Wonder, Big Brother Thunder
And the Master Blaster
The despicable minds
Get pussy off their mind
They're gonna lose their dick and nuts
And God gonna make the
To take the pussy and the bitches
You know, with alcohol
So you gonna tell, you gonna tell me the thing
The pain you feel when you birth your first baby
You know, and that's somethin' the man need to know
That the pain the woman go through
When they do wrong
They feel the pain and maybe they won't do it no more
So all you men gonna be pregnant with babies
God bless you
Incorporated by Rhyme Syndicate
Three Yellow Man, Trillionaire Club
Psychotic, my brain is unhealthy, I'm ballin
Yay, I'm on welfare
I got it, my bank is unwealthy
But I got balls stanker than a fuckin' elephant
Hypnotic, I'm trained in alcohol
And I got it from my ma and pa
And I'm not a bum, but I'm not driven
Guess it's what happens when a man becomes a god, shit
I'm just fuckin' psychotic, psychotic
I'm suckin' on a leech cause I like the way it tastes
Plus I got a leak and I'm gonna fuckin' break
If I don't get a bitch in my bed now
I'm gonna have a fuckin' chicken, kung pow
Then I'll stick my fuckin' dick in a fuckin' cow
Just a taddle bit, lickin' on a cattle tit
Now I'm cow-tippin', while I'm scotch sippin
Now I got sick and, this is God spittin
I'm just fuckin' psychotic, psychotic
What's worse than a verse from a hearse that is cursed
From the corpse of a lurtheran
You heard me, I mispronounced the word
Concerned, please, I get to pounce a nerd
What, you thought I forgot that I'm a god, or I'm not
You forgot that I'm a plot to be gone
With all you fuckin' haters
I'm psychotic and I shot you with a lazer or a tazer
I'm just fuckin' psychotic, psychotic
You got to think big, three trillionaires
Cause this is a trillion dollar industry
And we takin' over the industry
We takin' over the world
And you know what we gonna do
And we all sold, we gonna go
Two labels, it's only gonna be two labels
And the other label, it's gonna be
Butt-naked Wonder, Big Brother Thunder
And the Master Blaster
The despicable minds
Get pussy off their mind
They're gonna lose their dick and nuts
And God gonna make the
To take the pussy and the bitches
You know, with alcohol
So you gonna tell, you gonna tell me the thing
The pain you feel when you birth your first baby
You know, and that's somethin' the man need to know
That the pain the woman go through
When they do wrong
They feel the pain and maybe they won't do it no more
So all you men gonna be pregnant with babies
God bless you
Credits
Writer(s): Chad Allen
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