
Psypher 1 Psychopathic Records (Ft. Anybody Killa, Bootleg, Jamie Madrox & Violent J)
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[Verse 1: Bootleg]
Welcome to the Psypher. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah
Snitches love to hear my name over their police scanners
I should be dessert 'cause bitch I'm nuts and bananas
Show somebody fucking with the Hatchet I don't know man
If them boys beast what the fuck that make me Conan
I'm a monster tougher than a Tonka
Your boy's sweet fuck it call him Willy Wonka
Axe to the forehead bats to the cranium
Bootleg's an animal there ain't no restraining him
Most rappers are pussy I smoke 'em like a cigarette
Bitch talking shit but gettin' beat up by a Juggalette
It's about to rain Hatchet House make it flood
How the fuck is you a killer when you're really scared of blood?
Stop playin' bitch before I come to where you live
Murder you and all the kids then burn down the crib
Who or want what with who?
Ain't no denyin' I'm a lion bitch I'm running zoo
Catch me tunin' at the strip club doin' the do
Sippin' a brew relaxin' twenty-two on my shoe
I succeed y'all fail I win y'all lose
I'm up y'all down you red I'm blue
I'm a winner you a loser you stop I'm go
I'm the answer and all you is is I don't know
Why you shootin' at the stars I'm tryna walk on the moon
And homie hatin' is a sickness hope you get well soon
(Whoop whoop)
Welcome to the Psypher. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah
Snitches love to hear my name over their police scanners
I should be dessert 'cause bitch I'm nuts and bananas
Show somebody fucking with the Hatchet I don't know man
If them boys beast what the fuck that make me Conan
I'm a monster tougher than a Tonka
Your boy's sweet fuck it call him Willy Wonka
Axe to the forehead bats to the cranium
Bootleg's an animal there ain't no restraining him
Most rappers are pussy I smoke 'em like a cigarette
Bitch talking shit but gettin' beat up by a Juggalette
It's about to rain Hatchet House make it flood
How the fuck is you a killer when you're really scared of blood?
Stop playin' bitch before I come to where you live
Murder you and all the kids then burn down the crib
Who or want what with who?
Ain't no denyin' I'm a lion bitch I'm running zoo
Catch me tunin' at the strip club doin' the do
Sippin' a brew relaxin' twenty-two on my shoe
I succeed y'all fail I win y'all lose
I'm up y'all down you red I'm blue
I'm a winner you a loser you stop I'm go
I'm the answer and all you is is I don't know
Why you shootin' at the stars I'm tryna walk on the moon
And homie hatin' is a sickness hope you get well soon
(Whoop whoop)
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