The Psycho (2011) 50 Cent (Ft. Ester Dean)

[Chorus: Ester Dean & 50 Cent]
Maybe I'm psycho (psycho, psycho), maybe I'm a little out of touch
Maybe I'm delusional (delusional), or a shot glass away from insane
Or maybe I'm foolish (foolish), or maybe I'm disconnected from all of reality
But that's fine with me, cause (yeah)

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
You be a casual till you slip up, we coming like vultures
Click clack pop pop boom, gun gotcha
When the drama come I come, I do shit my way
Nigga, I spell Dre N.W.A
I say spray, get out of the way
Flames up out of the K
Predator prey, pray for your body decay
You fuck with Doc, I'm in forces
Spend revolver I off 'em, come through your wake flip your golf in
Hollow tips I just toss 'em
Good morning, today is a good day for mourning
First nigga get outta linе, I'm on 'em
They say I'm violent, my job is pеst control
I put the work, to all the rats back in their holes
I'm screaming fuck Jake, I'm 30 minutes to 8
I mean I'm 7:30, I get my hands dirty
Now who said fifty ain't the sharpest knife in the drawer
Get outta line, and I'll push the sharpest knife in your boy