red cafe - american psycho lyrics
all my dogs be loud,
whole team running, knocking ready to die,
american psycho,
me against the world, but f-ck it, i’m psycho.
woke up with a mission, gonna get the money,
back up in the blocks, it’s real n-gg-, keep it going.
been a hustler since i left mama,
pop’s dead, i just continue to sag him.
i’m making one and them two,
try to fly one in the soda, whip one and then two.
and the smoke in the street cracking numbers federal,
suckers show on that paper, then they’re gone, see that
to you.
brooklyn be my hometown,
it’s like a jungle, you don’t wanna bring your folks
around,
last shoot to wrap me up,
eighteen minutes p-ssy got to pack me up.
all my dogs be loud,
whole team running, knocking ready to die,
american psycho,
me against the world, but f-ck it, i’m psycho.
me against the world, but f-ck it, i’m psycho.
me against the world, american psycho.
i saw life so cold, n-gg-, pack heat,
no credit on cash, n-gg-, that’s street,
and my whole team whole stuck,
last night, ten stacks, got ’em all stuck.
snug, s-x, drugs and tattoos,
smoke about ten switchers on my last crew,
any questions? i answer cash wounds,
hop up on that big beat and i mash up.
got a good p-ssy b-tch before i know you,
she’s screaming loud like my 67 motor.
you know that do a lot for my ego,
i told her next time we f-ck i’m a need a trio.
all my dogs be loud,
whole team running, knocking ready to die,
american psycho,
me against the world, but f-ck it, i’m psycho.
me against the world, but f-ck it, i’m psycho.
me against the world, american psycho.
hey, babe, i’m in the building like i’m on a track,
psycho, my gangsters on fire,
more than me, i always been the shooter,
i get my folks nightmares, freddy krueger.
but fifty in the third lane,
dirty crews, dirty guns and some dirty game.
bad b-tches set you up, n-gg-s take a change,
now you’re in the hood known as a lane.
still flipping numbers mathematic,
my wife at home is called erotical.
and n-gg-s say i’m getting chubby,
and n-gg- eating nothing more but the money.
all my dogs be loud,
whole team running, knocking ready to die,
american psycho,
me against the world, but f-ck it, i’m psycho.
me against the world, but f-ck it, i’m psycho.
me against the world, american psycho.
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