Busta Rhymes - Psycho lyrics
[Busta Rhymes - Psycho lyrics]
Somebody about to be punished
Rest in peace to my nigga Izzy
Rest in peace to my nigga J Dilla
Rest in peace to my nigga J Dilla
Rest in peace to my nigga J Dilla
Love Y'all niggas man
Watch what i do when honoring y'all name
Streets feel me!
I'm nice with the lead peel your
Edges like slices of bread
Precise, become a poltergeist
Stickin knives inside of your head
What's the issue, on a roll
Like a roll of toilet you tissue
I continue to expose you
Niggas that's so superficial
I script you your obituary then
Blow like a missile once i blow the whistle
Motherfuck may the forces be with you
Come with a style, im wildin'
Pile up my money so kosher
Then call up the sofa fuckin' bitches
In back of the rover
Then bounce with the coca, bag up bitches
Outside of the Costa Rica area level
My features and carry my posters
Unprecedented, i cemented
You changing your flow up
While helping you grow up
Niggas know you for sounding so tore up
Challenging niggas
Better hold on to your bannister niggas
Fuck around i'll stuff your body
Parts into cannisters niggas
Like you don't know the half
I'll bust your motherfuckin ass
Busta buss, cass
And papoose is fuckin psychopaths
Making Niggas Wanna Get Hype Yo I'm PSYCHO
My nigga beside me with triggers
And niggas get bodied
I lock a strip and chop a
Brick like im Mr miyagi
But this ain't karate
I been sick since i pissed in a potty
I probably been proper since my papa
Put dick in my mommy i'm a cannon man
Holdin' the hammer man
For the loot niggas shoot niggas
Like a camera man snappin' a picture
You get stuck like the back of a sticker
I got bars like the
Factory manufacturing snickers
And i do crimes for the bread like croutons
With two nines i be layin'
Clowns down like futon's
With the bullets in the rocket
My pocket's is full of cream
I'm blowin' steam
Keep the steel in my hands like wolverine
Poppin' the metal
You niggas is not on my level
I'm locking the kettle man
I'm hot like a pot and a kettle
On the mic i spaz, who get as hype as cass
And my nigga busta
We some muthafucking psychopath's
Making Niggas Wanna Get Hype Yo I'm PSYCHO
I'm an iceberg trapped in a
Fire i won't melt
I'm a fetus that survived an abortion
I won't be killed
I'm the heart of Brooklyn, New York
I'm Bedstuy
I'm a christian woman's hand on
The bible i won't lie
I'm the code of silence in the Gotti crew
I'm an empty mag right after a shootout
I just bodied you
Got something sup? shotgun pump, shot at you
Like kamakaze through
Your baby mom's feel the wop cock back
Cause she was sittin' on my lap
I stay with the oowop strap
I put your baby daddy in a body bag
When i squeeze and let the wop clap
I Baghdad (Bag That) like Iraq
This is my era, you niggas is losers
I'm the new era
(error) like a mistake on your computer
Got the infrared dot
Bustin' you gullible suckers too
Put a dot on your ass like www
Making Niggas Wanna Get Hype Yo I'm PSYCHO
Rest in peace to my nigga Izzy
Rest in peace to my nigga J Dilla
Rest in peace to my nigga J Dilla
Rest in peace to my nigga J Dilla
Love Y'all niggas man
Watch what i do when honoring y'all name
Streets feel me!
I'm nice with the lead peel your
Edges like slices of bread
Precise, become a poltergeist
Stickin knives inside of your head
What's the issue, on a roll
Like a roll of toilet you tissue
I continue to expose you
Niggas that's so superficial
I script you your obituary then
Blow like a missile once i blow the whistle
Motherfuck may the forces be with you
Come with a style, im wildin'
Pile up my money so kosher
Then call up the sofa fuckin' bitches
In back of the rover
Then bounce with the coca, bag up bitches
Outside of the Costa Rica area level
My features and carry my posters
Unprecedented, i cemented
You changing your flow up
While helping you grow up
Niggas know you for sounding so tore up
Challenging niggas
Better hold on to your bannister niggas
Fuck around i'll stuff your body
Parts into cannisters niggas
Like you don't know the half
I'll bust your motherfuckin ass
Busta buss, cass
And papoose is fuckin psychopaths
Making Niggas Wanna Get Hype Yo I'm PSYCHO
My nigga beside me with triggers
And niggas get bodied
I lock a strip and chop a
Brick like im Mr miyagi
But this ain't karate
I been sick since i pissed in a potty
I probably been proper since my papa
Put dick in my mommy i'm a cannon man
Holdin' the hammer man
For the loot niggas shoot niggas
Like a camera man snappin' a picture
You get stuck like the back of a sticker
I got bars like the
Factory manufacturing snickers
And i do crimes for the bread like croutons
With two nines i be layin'
Clowns down like futon's
With the bullets in the rocket
My pocket's is full of cream
I'm blowin' steam
Keep the steel in my hands like wolverine
Poppin' the metal
You niggas is not on my level
I'm locking the kettle man
I'm hot like a pot and a kettle
On the mic i spaz, who get as hype as cass
And my nigga busta
We some muthafucking psychopath's
Making Niggas Wanna Get Hype Yo I'm PSYCHO
I'm an iceberg trapped in a
Fire i won't melt
I'm a fetus that survived an abortion
I won't be killed
I'm the heart of Brooklyn, New York
I'm Bedstuy
I'm a christian woman's hand on
The bible i won't lie
I'm the code of silence in the Gotti crew
I'm an empty mag right after a shootout
I just bodied you
Got something sup? shotgun pump, shot at you
Like kamakaze through
Your baby mom's feel the wop cock back
Cause she was sittin' on my lap
I stay with the oowop strap
I put your baby daddy in a body bag
When i squeeze and let the wop clap
I Baghdad (Bag That) like Iraq
This is my era, you niggas is losers
I'm the new era
(error) like a mistake on your computer
Got the infrared dot
Bustin' you gullible suckers too
Put a dot on your ass like www
Making Niggas Wanna Get Hype Yo I'm PSYCHO