2PAC & BIGGIE lyrics : "Psychos"
Trust it, my hardcore rain leaves you rusted
Move over Lucifer, I'm more ruthless, huh
Leave your toothless, you'll kibbitz, I'll flip it
Tears don't affect me, I hit 'em with the tech G
Disrespect me - my potency is deadly
I'm shootin babies, no ifs ands or maybes
Hit mummy in the tummy if the hooker plays a dummy
Slit the wrist of little sis
After she sucked the dick, I stabbed her brother with the icepick
because he wanted me to $#&@ him from the back
but Smalls don't get down like that
Sick, Thicker than most of these tricks
I got my mind on makin money but you stuck on these fake (*##$es
I stay blunted, And never fronted and I doubt if I do
Cause if I do, Then I get beat up by my $#&@in crew
A real ^!$$%, Since you figure that you ready to box
You catchin knots from my ^!$$% Freddie Fo$%&^
And I, You really don't want none from Pac
Cause I'll be strapped wit a glock
And throw thangs like I'm born to box
I'll hit this mother$#&@in gin then I'll be all in
Hell yeah, Young ^!$$%z straight ballin
And everybody wants to see if I'm a g weighin 165
And I'm high 'til I $#&@in die
refrain:
OHH! I had you yellin out when I backed a 30/30 Rifle
OHH! Too late for ^!$$%z to get religious and start readin they Bible
OHH! See you can yell like other ^!$$%z, your pickin a dirty psycho
OHH! See you should make peace instead of makin me become a psycho
Walkin thru tha cemetary, talkin to my homies that was buried,
say my enemies wanna see me dead I ain't worried, forgive me
please give me shelter calm my fears,
lifted my head from my hand that'll ball me tears,
I see bodies gettin splashed with acid,
2 shots ring from the plasted guy wrapped in plastic,
bury tha !@$(, time to notify,
his family...shiet..
ain't nothin left to be identify,
evacuate the crime scene fast, why?
i heard the feds have a warrent fo my $$#, fly
i won't touch down till i see tijauna,
setup a shop sellin them crooked cops !@!@&&,
label me a success,i made tha switch, retired from the life that neva gave me %#@!,
but cash that i couldn't spend, countless cars and adict fo a wife, tmy life as a ghetto star
refrain:
OHH! I had you yellin out when I backed a 30/30 Rifle
OHH! Too late for ^!$$%z to get religious and start readin they Bible
OHH! See you can yell like other ^!$$%z, your pickin a dirty psycho
OHH! See you should make peace instead of makin me become a psycho
Just holla my name
And witness game official
^!$$%s is so shame
They stare stiff like scared (*##$es
While I remain inside a paradox
Gone my block
Though gun shots is promised to me when will I stop
I hit the weed
And hope to god I can fly high
Witness my enemies
Die when I ride by
They shouldn'ta tried me
Send they bodies to they parents up north
With they faces they wrists and they nuts cut off
$#&@ em all what I scream as I dream in tons,
$#&@ a trick, get me rich n the (*##$es'll come,
bust ma gun make em all scatta,
bullets to my nuts only made my balls fatta,
eat her dead bee-yatch..mercy neva that,
When we smoke spliffs, we pack four-fifths
Just in case dread wanna riff
He get a free lift to the cemetary, rough very
Not your ordinary, we watch you get buried
That's a real ^!$$% for ya
Get mad do a quarter flip the script, and rip your lawyer
Spit at the D.A. cause $#&@ what she say
She don't give a $#&@ about your $$# anyway
OHH! I had you yellin out when I backed a 30/30 Rifle
OHH! Too late for ^!$$%z to get religious and start readin they Bible
OHH! See you can yell like other ^!$$%z, your pickin a dirty psycho
OHH! See you should make peace instead of makin me become a psycho
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