Hold up, let me out
Let me take over for a second
Let me take over
Let me talk to 'em
Ahem
I consider murdering half of the people I speak to
When we talk I see blood and guts like you see-through
Death is depressing but let's be real, life is bleak too
If it wasn't for the prison system, I would f*cking eat you
People who talk down to me are f*cking clowns to me
I might f*ck around and go to town and have a f*cking ounce on me
Not an ounce of weed an ounce of shit you can't pronounce on me
AKA certain bones and intestines, science lesson nouns, you see
I can't sleep 'cuz I'm on twitter watching gore and shit
I see my dreams in real life when I'm browsing Tor and shit
I like to fiddle with my guns and shurikens in the drawers and shit
I be on GTA just torturing the clerks in the stores and shit
I be in public thinking about how easy it would be to end a life
I be doing rituals tryna see if any demons wanna spend the night
I got fists balled, yelling at bitches, high key tryna start a fight
I got my tongue wiping up blood off of my favorite knife, like
I think my mask of sanity is about to slip
Gimme my body back!
Mmmmm, nah
I'm good
Red Wizxrd - PSYCHO Lyrics
Red Wizxrd - PSYCHO Lyrics
Official
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
English
Hold up, let me out
Let me take over for a second
Let me take over
Let me talk to 'em
Ahem
I consider murdering half of the people I speak to
When we talk I see blood and guts like you see-through
Death is depressing but let's be real, life is bleak too
If it wasn't for the prison system, I would f*cking eat you
People who talk down to me are f*cking clowns to me
I might f*ck around and go to town and have a f*cking ounce on me
Not an ounce of weed an ounce of shit you can't pronounce on me
AKA certain bones and intestines, science lesson nouns, you see
I can't sleep 'cuz I'm on twitter watching gore and shit
I see my dreams in real life when I'm browsing Tor and shit
I like to fiddle with my guns and shurikens in the drawers and shit
I be on GTA just torturing the clerks in the stores and shit
I be in public thinking about how easy it would be to end a life
I be doing rituals tryna see if any demons wanna spend the night
I got fists balled, yelling at bitches, high key tryna start a fight
I got my tongue wiping up blood off of my favorite knife, like
I think my mask of sanity is about to slip
Gimme my body back!
Mmmmm, nah
I'm good
Let me take over for a second
Let me take over
Let me talk to 'em
Ahem
I consider murdering half of the people I speak to
When we talk I see blood and guts like you see-through
Death is depressing but let's be real, life is bleak too
If it wasn't for the prison system, I would f*cking eat you
People who talk down to me are f*cking clowns to me
I might f*ck around and go to town and have a f*cking ounce on me
Not an ounce of weed an ounce of shit you can't pronounce on me
AKA certain bones and intestines, science lesson nouns, you see
I can't sleep 'cuz I'm on twitter watching gore and shit
I see my dreams in real life when I'm browsing Tor and shit
I like to fiddle with my guns and shurikens in the drawers and shit
I be on GTA just torturing the clerks in the stores and shit
I be in public thinking about how easy it would be to end a life
I be doing rituals tryna see if any demons wanna spend the night
I got fists balled, yelling at bitches, high key tryna start a fight
I got my tongue wiping up blood off of my favorite knife, like
I think my mask of sanity is about to slip
Gimme my body back!
Mmmmm, nah
I'm good
Writer: Quenton Revis
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid