Raiza, Swifty McVay, Kuniva - Psycho lyrics

I don't need a lyricist, to tell me i'm sick
I'll shit in your face bitch
While i'm taking a piss
Grab the chainsaw now body is
All over the ground
I've got a fetish for blood
That's why i'm rolling around
People think i'm crazy for what
I say in these songs maybe they're right
Because i know they ain't wrong
I don't even know this song
Don't even know the title
I'm jacking off to you're wife
While i'm reading the bible
I don't know what's going on in my mind
A mix of psychosis and drugs combined
A screw-loose
I'm a fruit loop and i am never sober
Get off Youtube
Wear a tutu and drink some Coca-Cola
This shit is disturbing so
Play this shit loud
It's that crazy boy from London town
Like Cypress Hill i take hit's from the bong
I've got my hands down my pants
While i'm singing this song

I'm a psycho (psycho)
Don't make me fuck around turn the lights on
Don't even make a sound

You don't wanna start problems
With a real one
I'm fearsome i'll put the tech
Nine up to your eardrum
Yh i'm born luny I'm psycho with the tooly
Unruly, rude as hell but your
Bitch that wanna do me
Kuniva never play those games and y'all lame
You a pussy getting dug out tonight
There's raw blood in my veins
I maintain slapping by snatching hoes
Up and giving the dick
Gun or knife or grenade you can pick
Bloody murder scenes are left in my backdrop
I'll let Raiza cut you up and
Leave you like a flat-top
Get your moms back shots if she that hot
I was born a dick so it's
A must that i attack twat
On some crazy shit, let 380 spit
Knocking kids on they ass that's
The way i babysit so if you happen to see
Me with my hands bloody
It's more than likely one of
My victims ran from me

I'm a psycho (psycho)
Don't make me fuck around turn the lights on
Don't even make a sound

I'm in the UK spinning grip
I'm with a bitch sipping liquor at dinner and
I spit up my fish and chips
I'm an ignorant belligerent pimp
With brown pigment
They talk about sticking me up
That just a figment of they imagination
I break into ya pad have your chick
Masturbating with the barrel of the mag
I'm thoroughbreded
See my head is too gassed up
Off of drinking a cup of unleaded
Fuel I don't give a fuck
I'm a livid nigga, that likes to live it up
I get a rush when i
Hear your rigamortis crunch
And mucking your crew is like
Another day at lunch
Your main boss he wear the
Smallest panties in ya bunch
So you don't get a pass
Putting thongs in ya ass
I laugh when you be all up
In them blogs looking mad
What's sad is they got guns
But they won't even blast
You talk trash well imma gladly
Put you in that bag

I'm a psycho (psycho)
Don't make me fuck around turn the lights on
Don't even make a sound