Psycho, Psycho, Psycho! featuring Bizarre & King Gordy - Prozak

Psycho, Psycho, Psycho! featuring Bizarre & King Gordy - Prozak

Альбом
Tales From The Sick
Год
2008
Язык
`English`
Длительность
203620

Below is the lyrics of the song Psycho, Psycho, Psycho! featuring Bizarre & King Gordy , artist - Prozak with translation

Lyrics " Psycho, Psycho, Psycho! featuring Bizarre & King Gordy "

Original text with translation

Psycho, Psycho, Psycho! featuring Bizarre & King Gordy

Prozak

Yeah, haha

Yeah, welcome to the horrorcore show, motherfucker

I’m psycho, psycho, psycho (I'm a psycho)

Like Freddy, Jason, Michael (I'm Michael, bitch)

What you gon use that knife fo?

(It's Bizarre)

They follow me where I go (hahahaha)

This ain’t Halloween, but I got on the mask

Pants ripped, you can see the back of my ass

Arms in a cast, two maxipads

But I’m still strong enough to kill a fag

This ain’t funny, this Bizarre and Prozak

Beat me wit a bat till I can’t feel my back

I’m fucking insane, I need medication

Especially cognation about masturbation (Sweet Jesus!)

Every time I rap, they fucking hate it

I’m a Davidian, so I worship David

Who really cares if you like me or not?

I’m talking to Pac, smoking a fat ass rock

They say Michael Jackson’s been molesting children

Shit, he could fuck me, for 45 million

Crazy like Michael, insane like Freddy

In my ass, there’s a big ass machete

I make cannibal music my animals use it

To stab you with pool sticks, they’re laughing to it

Strapped with fullys, black mask and hoodies

If you ran into him, run fast he’s shootin

Hoppin out of a cutlass, I’m coughin my lungs up

Got me a dumb blunt, now I’m on a duck hunt

Meanin when I bust you betta duck or get your headed shredded up

Ya leg is cut, man I’ve come to save you

But I have erased you

Glazed his face with AKs sent to break his facial

I’m an east side Detroit Branch Davidian

I’ll be high off three joints, laughin, gigglin

Now when I reach the point where I’m passin Michigan

Heading to Cedar Point just to stab some kids again

I’m an animal caged, an addict who’s been at it for days

I’m scratchin my face and slappin my veins

I’m a depressed, manic, borderline schizophrenic

With plastic explosives strapped to my chest, but don’t panic

Alright, everybody, just remain calm

I’m am a martyr, the reject son of Islam

I’m even harder than the rigamortis corpse of Saddam

I lit a candle with a ouija so his ghost will live on

I’m am a Muslim even though I’ve never read the Qu’ran

I am religious now because my body’s strapped to a bomb (Allahu Akbar!)

Fuck, it went off, now I am in hell

What happened to the virgins and the afterlife that was swell?

I only signed up for this deal so that my family could get some help

They said that they would pay the bills if I would just blow up myself

And they promised an eternity of happiness and wealth

And now I’m nothing but a Polaroid that sits upon the shelf

And my son is in the basement and hes swinging from a belt

While my wife is in the bedroom and shes fucking someone else

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