lirik lagu n-frost - psychopath ii
(hook x2)
all black benz, windows tinted, we in back seat/
f~ck this motherf~cka, imma just call you a taxi/
three tits, four eyes, i guess this is what rats eat/
four guys, i fired one, they always wanted that beef/
(verse)
you full of cap, you a hotel rat/
ill beat your pregnant wife up with a f~cking bat/
until she’s birthing twins straight out her ass/
kick and break her ribs, p~ssing fantom black/
disses looking like a friendly letter/
imma cut up gas, like it was some chedder/
when i murder b~tches, peta making header/
got my knife in p~ssies, slice and make it wetter/
nah, ain’t n0body grab the mic/
when i run up on your b~tch, finna couge her eyes/
gonna bite her ears, like im tyson, why?/
it’s like im f~ckin helen, every god d~mn night/
enter my vicinity, rippin it to infinite/
f~ckin them til they jittery, like it is columbine/
messing with my enemies, claiming they were ahead of me/
carrying my machete greased, slip it in through behind/
(pre~hook)
mind is hazy, feeling lazy/
holy sh~t, im feeling really wavy/
im in and out of my sleeping coma/
got that b~tch jehovah, knocking late to shame me/
vision blurry, bout to fall/
big holes, in my d~mn drawers/
order pizza for myself and i/
cuz i can’t decide if they’ll want it all/
(hook x2)
all black benz, windows tinted, we in back seat/
f~ck this motherf~cka, imma just call you a taxi/
three tits, four eyes, i guess this is what rats eat/
four guys, i fired one, they always wanted that beef/
(verse 2)
im in yo hood and im sippin on tea/
like im x,next, d~ck in the br~~sts/
chill in the mourge and im f~ckin eatin my dinner/
and there gonna beat up a sinner cuz im the best/
bet you had to pause that, rewind, stop/
couldn’t handle my rain, my range, dont stop/
there ain’t no race, just bake and drop/
rappers timbers shivered in there f~ckin crocs/
run on a motherf~cker, ready for the battle/ (beat cut)
i be stackin any body and i be calling it cattle/
if you pull up with a weapon, you a little f~ckin b~tch/ (beat back)
im gonna hit em with a uppercut, we tussle in the gravel/
fl!ck of the wrist, when collecting the chedda/
when commiting murder, im making the header/
send bullets in head, like you’re lincoln, you’re loud/
in the house, im profound with the sound, i been better/
(hook x1 chopped and screwed)
all black benz, windows tinted, we in back seat/
f~ck this motherf~cka, imma just call you a taxi/
three tits, four eyes, i guess this is what rats eat/
four guys, i fired one, they always wanted that beef/
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