pong And sing a song in "Sixpence", I'm "None the Richer" I just kiss her on the lips and keep trucking And at night, I roam these streets with absolutely
the daytime, you couldn't see me with a flashlight I crash flights on sights of my enemies I'm comin through and then I bomb your whole vicinity Why the
flossing Gotta seal, what I'm touching is real You just a clone wit' a production deal I sailed the seven seas and kept my head above the water Sorry I
Turned my back and grabbed my gat And guess what I told him before I shot it "If you don't quit, yeah, if you don't stop, yeah I'm lettin' my gat pop
' upon your turn, so when will you learn? Ain't no turns given, niggaz be twistin' and takin' shit Puttin' they sack down, then puttin' they mack down Me myself I hustle with finesse, yes, I
from my horse I fell And at the end of seven years she pays a tithe to hell I so fair and full of flesh and feared it be myself But tonight is Halloween
going berserk [Outro:] Am I A Psycho? Am I A Psycho? Yea I'm a psycho; I guess I'm a psycho Am I A Psycho? Am I A Psycho? Yea I'm a psycho; I guess I
less than heavily I got these fakes and these backstabbers chasin me around and its always drama whenever I wanna get around. Mama told me long before I
with white boots, and hair like Medusa Brown-skin fine, I drink her body like wine And throw the wax on it, and watch two cheeks shine I drunk a Forty, I
felt mines, and pulled off her Calvin Klein's I saw Tampax, gonorrhea red stop signs I looked at her and said, "Mmm, put your panties back on" Then jerked
dope I wish you would My hommies showed me love so I know it's all good Back and forth to the bank no I ain't gon hurt I rather struggle with my hommies
you muthafuckas wasn't around, But I know each one of you muthafuckas could go underground, So I checks him, and then I wet him, Yeah, I come to your
turn and get your roof stomped out Old school vans doors open, me in my Coupe With some stoners we get high like Shaggy from Scooby Doo I'm whiskeyed, I'm hit, I
have shit major And a bitch won't save ya So I ain't playin' captain save a hoe I mob up in ya like a pro and then I'm gone I'm like Sylvester Stallone
out gold and thief out the scrolls and even the buried bones Some of the worst paparazzis I've ever seen and I ever known Put the worst on display so
I don't (Cenz.) around. -Bizzy Bone-Chorus- You run, and you hide (Tell them (Cenz.) you better run, c'mon now)/ And you run, and you and hide (Tell
way wide-body, sitting on four's How I'm shining, wit the fresh, fresh clothes Always surrounded, by so many I'm a gigolo, always on the go Every time I turn around, I
face And then I knew she changed My heart turned black And then the sky turned gray Yeah, my heart turned black And then the sky turned gray And so I