Psycho (feat. Kuniva & Kaot)

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Walk the Doctor

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Now you stand back buddy
That guy's a psycho
Psycho, psycho, psycho, psycho
Psycho, psycho, psycho, psycho
Psycho, psycho, psycho, psycho
Psycho, psycho, psycho, psycho
Right back got to get it again
Never stop or give in
Cause you know I'm in it to win
I'm on a different type of level
Than where you would have been
But never knew the kind of voodoo
I could do with a pen
Psycho like a Hitchcock flick
But I've got to keep it tighter
Than a zip lock gets
I get nauseous when I spit hot
So you better call a medic
If I get all sick
Lost it like my train of thought
I still hold weight like a tabletop
You know I can't wait
For this thing to drop
I've got to wear them all down like an ankle sock
Straight jacket to match the face
I'm in the same place
Looking like a basket case
Fan base likes a faster pace
So I can double it up enough if I have to race
Nobody feeling upset
You know that it's about to be
The illest one yet
Got another takeaway
For you to come get
Do it from the break of day
Until the sunset
Done yet think not
See the psilocybin
Inside of an ink blot
Got the murder weapon
And never could be caught
Got him feeling deafer
Whenever the beat drop
Psycho like I'm Norman Bates
Music too sick when I orchestrate
Transform back into a normal state
So I can give them the rhythm
That I was born to make
Lost in my thoughts like a schizoid
But I keep popping it off to the tempo
Kuniva came back with a lit flow
Walk the Doctor your a sicko I'm a
Psycho, psycho, psycho, psycho
Psycho, psycho, psycho, psycho
Psycho, psycho, psycho, psycho
Psycho, psycho, psycho, psycho
I'm a cold blooded psychopath
Never ever see me grab the mic so fast
Everybody want to pay the price no cash
Know I got the bomb and it might go blast
Might go blast might go boom
Whole lot of psychos inside of a room
You know I see stars
But I shoot for the moon
In the still of the night
With Kuniva you're doomed
But still I'm reckless
Better go call the police to check this
They bring detectives
To eat for breakfast
Spit it to the beat that'll beat you senseless
But that's got to be them
Everybody better stop bothering him
Done lost my mind and it's gone with the wind
I'm a psycho now I don't try to pretend
Psycho, psycho, psycho, psycho
Psycho, psycho, psycho, psycho
Psycho, psycho, psycho, psycho
Psycho, psycho, psycho, psycho
You better believe
Kuniva got something crazy up his sleeve
Flash if you want, we go take that cheese
And drive off laughing
Enjoying the breeze
You know we psycho
We got the right flow
I am compared to Myers, Michael
You know that anytime
Yeah I just might blow
Rapping or not
You'll get hit with the right blow
We kill verses, we proper
Talk to us wrong and the homies will pop you
It don't take nothing to stop you
Walk in the park, I'm with Walk the Doctor
Stay on that crazy shit, Shady shit
We blowing the money they pay me with
We run up and jack your Mercedes quick
We pull off and scream to your lady, bitch!
Psycho, psycho, psycho, psycho
Psycho, psycho, psycho, psycho
Psycho, psycho, psycho, psycho
Psycho, psycho, psycho, psycho

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