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Tech N9ne ft. BoB & Hopsin - Am I a Psycho? - karaoke text

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I see you looking at meLooking at me, so I askAm I a psycho? Am I a psycho?Yeah I’m a psycho, I guess I’m a psychoYou’re crazy, I like you, but you’re crazy, my tours paid meSo I used that dough to allure ladies to manure bathe meNever know that my minds for sure shadyPure Hades, Rev X Stady couldn’t endure to save meWhy did I let this stripper burn me on the arm with a cigaretteIn the same spot 10 times in a row when I felt that burn upon the clitoris?I’ma get her wet, sorry to get carried away, I feel stupid cause I ain’t did her yetMaybe she never let a fine nigga stare at her breasts, I get vexed but I ain’t bit her neckOpen! I try to contain it but that damn dame thang’s soakin’Alter ego say why you let them gang bang folk inStrange Lane hopin’ I can maintain copingBut ain’t nobody talkin when the insane mane spokenI like fire on my skin, blood on my drawsFrom up on her walls, I’m suffering, I’m stuck in her clawsStuffed in her jaws, huffin’ and puffin’ hollerin' I'm a dog,afterwards I like really hot scalding water on my ballsAm I a psycho? Am I a psycho?Yeah I’m a psycho, I guess I’m a psychoMom? Dad? I’m no longer the boy you’ve used to seeingI’ve changed a lot, plus I’ve grown to hate every human beingMy mood swings have now turned my dreams into gruesome scenesNow I’m doing things I don’t normally doWhen illusion seem to be the only pleasures I can gainHeck, if I was sane I’d put down the mic and say fuck it I’ll never rise to fameBut with the wicked records I contain, I could probably jump a 1000 nameNo lovey-dovey let’s ignite the flame if you’re lucky you survive the painSorry that ain’t very merry to say, why is this game so scary to play?Well let me think, cause every day my balls are getting too hairy to shavePause a minute, I’m stressin’ the game if I go to hell, than heaven’s is to blameI don’t mean to come off crazy but you mothafuckas seem to think that I’m hella derangedWhen I was seven years old, I fell on my head and I severed my brainIf you think I’m lying then ask my mama nigga she’ll go tell you the sameShould I be ashamed? No, I’m living my life so ghetto fabulousBefore you get bent outta shape let me ask you thisAm I a psycho? Am I a psycho?Yeah I’m a psycho, I guess I’m a psychoI stab you with this mic and rap this verse I’m rappin’ to youMatter fact I’m rapping through you, never say my motherfucking nameUnless you absolutely have to I am not no fucking jacketWith no matching shoes and you are not no fashion guruCan’t even see you niggas, y’all wish I was rappin’ to youMatter of fact act like I’m rappin’ to you if that gives you passionTo use as an excuse to jump out of conclusionThat I’m attackin you dudes is just like old fashion voodooY’all ain’t even the shit, no ya’ll ain’t even the doodooI got more flavor on the tissue paper under my ToobosSo I’m slapping you fools with wooden paddles you stupidBaby sitting little bastards like little afternoon childrenYou can call me psychotic but it’s more like schizophrenicAnd I can speak can anyone tell me just where my medicine isGuess I gotta show these minors just what my avenue isMan I swear I’m all up out of my brain like graduals studentsI’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt your feelingsI see your tears, come here, give me your face, let me clear itBut I wonder how it would look if I could peel it back with a skillietThen I’mma fill it crack when I hit it, then I’mma spill it back when you ill itDammit Bobit Moore, what in the hell, what in the heaven, what in the EarthWhere is your mom? Why do you curse? Where are you from?Where was your birth? Where was you first? Why weren’t you in church?Why is there dirt, all on your shirt? Man I think you’re going berserk..Am I a psycho? Am I a psycho?Yeah I’m a psycho, I guess I’m a psychoAm I a psycho? Am I a psycho?Yeah I’m a psycho, I guess I’m a psycho

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