going berserk [Outro:] Am I A Psycho? Am I A Psycho? Yea I'm a psycho; I guess I'm a psycho Am I A Psycho? Am I A Psycho? Yea I'm a psycho; I guess I
It's the graveyard chamber I be the bush wick dutch master rapper I love black women and I hate fuckin' crackers, check me yo My breath stink 'cause
Now there's another motherfucker with no future But Time Bomb much smoother when I manuever, dope like Cuba Got em jumpin {*King T starts speakin, indecipherable*} [King T] I
flossin, jail aint nothin for me I got cake baby, bail aint nothin for me I'm that same son of a B, gun in the V Coke, guns, hookers, I'm the one that
B side, B side, ha check it, So So Def Bad Boy collaboration, the Notorious B.I.G. in the house We got Da Brat in the house and me Y'all know who I be
my crew was whack, you haven't even seen us So I'll get you back, can't survive too long Tellin' lies about the king but I could take it, I'm strong
Honeys got their eyes on the cable I step like, I walk like I don't care I might screw face, your whole place, I have no fear I live amongst wolves, set
B Side, B side, ha, check it So, So Def Bad Boy collaboration The Notorious BIG in the house We got Da Brat in the house And me, y'all know who I be Check
is dedicated to the music I admire Whenever and ever We want you, I need you (I need hip hop) Whenever and ever We want you, do you feel the same way too? (I
out there, I feel some But doubt they're capable to take it where you took it to I missed your wake not 'cause I'm fake 'Cause I hate to see somebody
is cool but there'll never be My mack 11 got you holding more glocks down than Heather B [Chorus x2] Verse 5 (Abel) I'm going out for the paper til
ya'll know how I felt about it C'mon} I gotta thank God, I wanna thank y'all I gotta thank God, I wanna thank y'all I gotta thank God, I wanna thank
and fell into the ocean 'Cause I rocked around the world with my ill type skill Step for real or I'll leave your grill scarred like Seal 'Cause I regulate
KING OF THUGS MY KINGSHIP CAN NOT BE ANULL I MAKE THE FINAL CALL MY POWERS ARE SO BROAD I DON'T MAKE USE OF WALLS MY SUBJECT DON'T GO PALL B'COS I COMMAND
low,i'd kill fo another chance 2 see him once again,I'm sorry for the way i was n how i must have been, 'cause i was bad i was nothin but a troble kid
L.L My progrtam strains the tympanic membrane I've been ordained the BLZ I'll flame Paragraphs I concoct, Cut Creator's like an organist Cool J exists as a journalist I
-ha Who am I forgetting, James Shepard 'sup my nigga 'Sup my nig' ha-ha, O. Gizzle 'sup my nig' I know somebody gon say I forgot 'em but man I'll get
I'm saying ha-ha Who am I forgetting, James Shepard 'sup up my nigga 'Sup my nig' ha-ha, O. Gizzle 'sup my nig' I know somebody gon say I forgot 'em but man I