American Psycho (feat. Antagonist)

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Wolfie MC

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I'm a psycho
Better lie low
When the Greifs roam
Leave ya mind blown
I'm a wino
Still a nice bloke
Just don't try bro
Or ya might know
Why I'm a psycho
Psycho
Psycho
Why I'm a psycho
Psycho
Psycho
Why I'm a psycho!
It's antagonist I'm Lazarus
A born saint
Nappin it for four days
Then I'm all ape
On a track we're the
Four mates
Ya portray
A raw face
Ya core stays
All frayed
Poor framed
Your brains
Ordained
At a fraud state
As laughable
As a carnival
Of cardinals
Ya Resembling penny wise
Yet pound foolish
Mentioning letting nines loud music
Spread in the dead of night round Luther king drive
Despite
The fact ya kids strive
To be inside
Ya crib right
When shit flys
Still spit lies
That ya grip five seven
Centerfire Belgians
I reckon
Ya guys never
Sniped enemies
With the sightlessest piece
Five seventy
Five metric feet
Inside territory
Where five steps can lead
Inside cemeteries
Ya might rep the streets
In wide fetching dreams
But Dreaming is the cousin of death
If ya gonna invest
In loving to flex
Crumbs at its best
Numbered is every
Single day of ya lifespan
Not chiraq
Ya white trash
In a white hatch
No maybach
So why act
Like traps
Where ya reside at
Not quite that
High rank
Tight mad
Type cashed
For life strapped
With bi-mags
I'm Anubis
And sutekh
Intruding
Into the rooms Of
Hubals
Citadel
Brings yaself
Into hells
Riddles well
Billed a hell
Of a surcharge
To turn up
In my alcazar
Expecting homage
From Thomas'll
Promise
A loss of
Colossal
Proportions
Cuz
I'm a psycho
Better lie low
When the Greifs roam
Leave ya mind blown
I'm a wino
Still a nice bloke
Just don't try bro
Or ya might know
Why I'm a psycho
Psycho
Psycho
Why I'm a psycho
Psycho
Psycho
Why I'm a psycho!
I'm a Canadian psycho
High on American hydro
Back to Australia I go
I travel through the time zones
Like a terrorist I blow planes right out the sky
Until they plummet from the summit up above us to the ground floor
That's found below
Colder than a guy in cryo
Warmer than the nights are for a pyromaniac
I'm rising over towers even higher than the Eiffel
Cower from the cyclone when these tidal waves attack
Paddle for the shoreline but I might not make it back
And I wont take this back so keep your eyes closed
Why show up to my home just so that you can die slow?
I hope you know that I wont go easy on your mind so, take a seat on the right
You're walking across a tight rope
I wont just be another side show
I hope you brought a rifle for your rivals or a bible for the night
Before I let my evil side show
I wont rely on high hopes
I wont reply to empty threats with messages or texts
I only ever answer them with weapons from my wardrobe
Next stop, Your home
Headshot, No scope
Step off, you've got no hope
I don't like your tone better bite your tongue and decrease the size of your hole's
Always throwing your voice around, like you were holding a microphone
Hoping to find some sort of atonement
Showing a lot of devotion
I live and die by the sword
You live your life inside a home until you die alone just hiding behind a keyboard
I'm a psychopath on a psycho path
I've got a psychotic plan
I'm an American Psycho
With intelligent lines
Your irrelevant rhymes, aren't as impressive as mine
I'm on a mission with permission To extinguish this tradition of ridiculous music
Ambition is useless unless you have the ability to use it
Don't do anything stupid, like dueling with the wolf
Cuz that shit is really foolish
No fucks given about the flow
Brother boy this aint a talent show
But even if it was, you'd get a massive no from me
Can you just throw yourself off the balcony?
Drastically!
I know that they're mad at me
But I don't care unless they wanna have a crack at me
I know I'm funny but don't laugh at me
I'm not a clown I rock up ready for a rumble in whatever country
I hear my stomach rumble means I'm hungry for another supper
I'm heating up these mother fuckers
From the blood covered gutters
To the crystal clear ceilings
I'm sorry if my disses hurt your feelings
That's an insult to my demons
If I chose to unleash them you and I would not be speaking
You wouldn't even be breathing by the time I'm done
Beating you up till your dead
Killing your family next
Till you have no relatives left
And how is this relevant welllllll?
It's relevant in my head
It all makes sense in my brain
Just not as much when it's said
Running a muck till the end
Puffing on buds when I rip a sesh
Skulling the rum till I'm wrecked as heck
And I don't give a shit enough to check out all my texts
Fucking her rough when she begs
Let's just have sex till I'm spent
But I ain't spent till I'm dead
No I wont rest till I'm dead
Cuz I'm more than just a little bit messed up inside my head
So I guess that I'm a psycho
I'm a psycho
Better lie low
When the Greifs roam
Leave ya mind blown
I'm a wino
Still a nice bloke
Just don't try bro
Or ya might know
Why I'm a psycho
Psycho
Psycho
Why I'm a psycho
Psycho
Psycho
Why I'm a psycho!

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