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[B Real - Intro]
Yeah homie. I thought we told you,
we been fuckin' locos.
Cypress Hill, D12 bitch!
[B Real - Chorus]
I'm a little bit off the chain, call me insane,
but the fact remains, that I'm a psycho.
Better get it through your brain, when you say my
name,
never say it in vain, cause I'm a psycho.
[Swift]
I'm a motherfuckin' omen, I bow down to no man.
Split a nigga open. Killin' folks compulsive.
A soldier with a motive. Scrotum big as
boulders.
I'll hold it then unload on you put it on
poster,
so everyone can notice who was focused on his
pokin'.
They nose in our business, hopin' that I don't
come smoke 'em.
No one knows my notions or emotions.
I'm a vulture. You niggas close to croakin' any
moment.
And I know when I could fuck the culture up.
Probably rap. A maniac, with anxiety attacks.
I don't want to chat.
Speak when your spoken to.
And I don't have to read a fuckin' magazine or
quoteable
to notice what you hoes'll do.
[Kuniva]
We all soldiers,
we move as a unit, we all roll up.
Show up at your residence and light your front
door up.
Get scared. Life ain't fair, and I'm prepared to
blast you
just as fast as Dre can say "Hell yeah!".
So watch what you say, cause it can happen either
today
or the next minute. I can draw the heater and
spray,
and I'm dead serious. You could be dead, period.
End of story. I'm on your porch with a gun and
your son
sippin' a forty. Nobody can hold me, I does it
all by my lonely.
I stomp you head when you awake, you'll be
looking like Gumby.
Aftermath and Shady bitch, you can read it and
weep.
You see my poster in the hood for the G of the
week.
[Chorus]
[Bizarre]
They found Saddam, but they ain't gon' find me.
I'll be under a tree in Buttfuck, Tennessee.
And I don't know too much about my daddy,
except he spit in my face and fucked me in the
fanny.
I ain't a racist, I just hate whites, fags and
dykes, blacks and transvestites.
13 years old and joined a fuckin' gang, hair
under my ass cheeks,
feeling the fuckin' pain. Am I insane?
Who really knows, cause any second my temper can
fuckin' blow.
I get colder than December.
Black the fuck out, tomorrow won't even
remember.
See Bizarre can show what violence is all about.
And this Dr. Dre beat done brought it the fuck
out.
Run in your house and put a gun in your mouth,
and blow your brains the fuck out.
[Eminem]
I probably got a screw loose or two,
or maybe three or four of 'em.
Some fell out and hit the floor.
All I know is ever since my fuckin' head hit the
snowbank,
been a little neandertholic, no thanks to my man
D'Angelo Baily.
But I just take it slow daily. My biggest
delierence,
tryin' to figure whether to use the Flat Head or
the Phillips.
Or just go to the Home Depot and pick the new
power drill up.
Gives me two hours and 6 days and I'm still up.
I feel like I'm about to snap any minute.
There's a new Tower Records,
I'm bout to stop and get a fill-up,
pick the new Cypress Hill up.
And go find who did that shit to Xzibit,
and go fill up a whole liquor bottle with piss
and shatter his fuckin' lips with it.
[Chorus]
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