Psychopath (feat. Lasagna Wallis)

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Dead nights and lights follow me home
We're high and driving down the coast
It's an illusion, but I know it's real
I don't know how you feel, I don't know
Don't leave me, please don't leave me
Don't leave me, don't leave me
Don't leave me, don't
Psychopath

I can't help me, free me, take it
If you want it, go and get it
Go and get it
Go and get it
If you want it, go and get it
Go and get it
Go and get it
If you want it, go and get it

Fifty hours I sit
Breaking bones, lickety-split
My mind is so sick
So sick and sadistic
When they call me, when they call me
When they call me what they call me
What they call me, what they call me
It-it turns me on

Hello bitch, it's me
Word of advice, wait bitch, I got three
I make my own shit just like Neil Breen
I'll lock you up real tight and throw the key
Lasagna Wallis
I gave birth to chickens, did magic with Wiccans
And when I deep fried them chicklets, I gave my fingers some lickings
'Cause it was tasty, wavy
You can never tame me
Lening's verse was flaky
Go and try to faze me, you can't

What can you do? Nothing
What can you do?
I said you can't

Frying fishes in the skillet, the piggy was in his blanket
He was asking me for stuffing, so Wallis paid him a visit
And that's when things got explicit
This ain't no minor shit, is it?
But she could never solicit the things that he done exhibited
All his lies were unlimited
He was dumb, he was dimwitted
Can't believe she was interested, but he passed in his grave with it
On the day that he died, he kept up with his lies
While he lay without light, it was the truth that survived
It was the truth that survived

Fifty hours I sit
Breaking bones, lickety-split
My mind is so sick
So sick and sadistic
When they call me, when they call me
When they call me what they call me
What they call me, what they call me
It-it turns me on

C'mon
Avenue killa, bigger than Godzilla
Resting up in my villa, while you eating your vanilla
I don't like your new name
Or the tracks you're sending me
I'll keep you connected, motherfucking human centipede
I'm rapping miles 'round you, I ain't even a rapper
Hydrated by my flows, my words will get you fatter
I'm a pain-making, heartbreaking, world-shaking reason why you never go
And take what's never for the taking

I'm clapping, I never could be trapping
Ideology smacking, never a thing I'm lacking
Devour like the kraken
You're the wood, I'm the matches
Burning up on your mattress
You're always asking for it, I'ma floor it
And now can't nobody stop it, 'cause victory's in my pocket
My mind is up in the heavens so f*ck it, I'm in a rocket
Ain't nobody optimistic when they locked up in a prison
Man, this track was so explosive, they call it cataclysmic

They believe, they believe that I take it too far
When I toy with my enemies

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