Chorus - B-Real I'm a little bit off the chain,
you can call me insane, but the fact remains That
I'm a pyscho Better get it through your brain,
when you say my name, never say it in vain Cause
I'm a pyscho

Verse 1 - Swift I'm a motherfuckin omen, I bow
down to no man, I'll split a ***** open, Killing
folks compulsive, a soldier wit a motive, scrotum
big as boulders, I'll hold it then unload on you,
put on poster, so everyone can notice who Was
focused on his pokin, they nose in our business,
hopin that I don't come Smoke 'em, No one knows
my notions or emotions,I'm a vulture, Close to
croakin any moment, and I know when, I could fuck
the culture up, Probably rap, a maniac, wit
anxiety attacks, I don't wanna chat, speak when
You spoken to, and I don't have to read a fuckin
magazine or quoteable, to notice What you hoes'll
do

Verse 2 - Kuniva We all soldiers, we move as a
unit, we all roll up, show up at your residence
And light your front door up, get scared, life
ain't fair, and I'm prepared to blast you Just as
fast as dre can say hell yeah, so watch what you
say, cause it can happen Either today or the next
minute, i can draw the heater and spray and I'm
dead Serious, you could be dead period, end of
story, I'm on your porch wit a gun and Your son
sippin a forty, No one can hold me, I does it all
by my lonely, Stomp your head while you awake,
you'll be looking like gumby, Aftermath and Shady
bitch You can read it and weep, you see my poster
in the hood for the G of the week

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Verse 3 - Bizzare They found Saddam, but they
ain't gonna find me, I'll be under a tree, In
Buttfuck Tennessee, and I don't know too much
about my daddy, Except he spit in my face and
fucked me in my fanny, I ain't a racist I just
hate whites, fags and dykes, blacks and
transvestites, 13 years old And joined a fucking
gang, hair under my ass cheeks feeling the fucking
pain Am I insane?, who really knows, cause any
second my temper can fucking Blow, I get colder
than december, black the fuck out, tomorrow won't
even remember See Bizzare can show what violence
is all about, and this Dr. Dre beat done brought
it The fuck out, run in your house and put it in
your mouth, and blow your brains the fuck out

Verse 4 - Eminem I probably got a screw loose
or two or maybe three or four of 'em, some fell
out and hit the floor, All I know is ever since
my fuckin head hit the snowbank, been a little
niandrotholic, no thanks to My man D' Angelo
Baily,but I just take it slow daily, my biggest
delierence, tryin to figure whether To use the
flat head or the phillips, or just go to the Home
Depot, and pick the new power drill up, Gives me
two hours and 6 days and I'm still up, I feel like
I'm about to snap and minute, there's a new Tower
Records, I'm bout to stop and get a fill-up, pick
the new Cypress Hill up, and go find who did That
shit to Xzibit, and go fill up a whole liquor
bottle wit ??? and go shatter his fuckin lips wit
it

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