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Psycho by Xavier Graves and I'shawn

It's just that hard, yuh, yuh
Life is short, gang! Death is long, ooh
Steven is fat
And I know you wanna hear me

I Love It

The Beatnuts

A Musical Massacre

1999

you girl not want you no more
You want war?

(Psycho Les)
Step to your label make 'em dish out all the cash in the place before
I hafta punch somebody's

disarray 

Fool for you 
Arkham city purple shoes 
I stepped into
Psycho dreaming thinkin'
About you
Girl you were my queen
Just got checked by a doctor

Taste

Esham

Carnival of Carnage

1992

what's going on in the free world 
Broke out the asylum and killed a girl 
Just to warm you, just to get it on 
'Cause I'm gonna be cutting throats till

money man
Money come where ever I go
Nigga I'm going dumb psycho
I'm chasing the green geico
Money man money man money man
I get the bread with my eyes

Funky Child

Lords of the Underground

Here Come the Lords

1993

Anger, but yo that's Mr. Funkee Wallbanger
Concieved in the fire by you warned through disaters
The funky child was taught to the ways of the masters
Mr

position of number 19. Hmmm... Not alot of
people remember that. But, I do! Cause I played on them! Hah! Si! Now look, Murders in the Rue.... Oh by
the way,

Hoop dreams to succeed is when you lift off to the moon
I cut up on the micro, blown and all that
Mr. Psycho cyclone, ready for combat 

Written thru

Auld Lang Syne [Millennium Mix]

Kenny G

Faith: A Holiday Album

1999

never die. They just fade away."

"Lucy" "Ahhhhhhh!"

"It was a little cocker spaniel dog, and our little girl, Tricia, the six year old, named it

I'm Crazy, Ima Looney, The Should have named me that
Said I'm A fool, I'm Insane, Maybe a Brainiac 
A Psycho, I'm deranged, Maybe a Maniac
Regardless

I ran out and need more though
Force by the light like I don't smoke
Mubu I can't go broke
Ballin' rugers on kids every day
God damn a nigga so broke

Psycho

Lords of the Underground

Here Come the Lords

1993

Wallbanger
Conceived in the fire by you warned through disasters
The funky child was taught to the ways of the masters
Mr. Funkee, yes girl the black mack

I gotta make a living
Oh just call my line
Oh 1 thing i know
I gotta go get it
I'll go psycho
If i don't even live it
Gotta stay on the grind
Ou money

It's after hours at that glamorous blind spot
And we're taking it easy, swapping personal experiences
Let's listen in America today

Life

the World

And some girls said
I want to go to Hell
In a hand basket
And I can weave it too

But one day
He saw fairies dance
He saw them there
Was it by

"It's after hours at that glamorous blind spot
Where they're taking it easy, swapping personal experiences
Let's listen in America Today"
Life

of this intergalactic show, emperor of all known and unknown worlds, the no one knows more than I do about anything, mr grab em by the pussy, president,

the street
And get my arm chewed off
By octopus with teeth
I'm in my laboratory building a disease
My wife has a tail and
Our children grow on trees
Poke my

the Mr. Krabs watch
That was heaven for me, 'round time seventeen
Eggin' niggas' houses, fuckin' girls from Pasadena
Bastard wasn't finished, I was

beautiful girl
The mornings not over
Horizons forever
Don't you go

What a fuckin' sad way to move out of your home
Ain't no family close by ain't no one

trying to purge
Now I only sell the people words Mr. Officer 


Verse 2:

I told him I’m waiting for my girl to get out of work 
He looks involuntarily

Can we make it out the hood with this one
Yeah I'm laughing like lol
You a joke made by Dave Chappelle
My belt made from shells
Walking in the ocean

your hoes gone
Nigga I'm on the creep
And if I know your address
Girls as good as stuck
She eating my Mr badness
Pac don't give a fuck, I got too many

Welcome to the greatest show on Earth
I wish I could show you all the little things
That you didn't get to experience
My whole life, has been a lie,