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x raided - fuckin wit a psycho lyrics

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[intro]
this’ll be the day that i die
lettin the n-gg- bleed cause i shot a f-ckin hole in his eye
that n-gg- brain p-ssed blood just because of my 9
sayin, “please don’t let me die”
i let the m-th-f-cka die
the others cry and beg for their souls
i killed 50 people now i’m diggin 50 holes
one got away, number 49 is runnin
he fell a few times, boom-boom, i kept comin
you can run but you can’t escape
and if you wanna know more, yo

[verse 1]
i had a vision of a murder
x-raided sittin in the house with the 9 in my hand
and a joint in my mouth
straight f-ckin with that cisco, it got me ‘noid
i never should’ve started f-ckin with them 40’s
now i’m sprung out, stuck on the killa tip
trippin like a m-th-f-cka but now i’m through with it
got on the phone said,
“micko i’m on my way, my b-tch is trippin, i need a place to stay”
“she’s talking to me like i got no brain”
cause of the cisco or cause i’m insane
brotha lynch been through the same thang though
but x-raided can’t be trippin over no hoe
so i got my 9, i was stressin
threw on the locc’s and hat, to keep ’em guessin
went outside, in the house, there was a dead b-tch
that’s what she get for marrying a lunatic
i went on a killin spree, shootin that night
n-gg-z dyin cause me and my b-tch had a fight
i know it’s f-cked up but fool that’s the price ya payin
n-gg-z fadin and b-tches too when i’m sprayin
see i don’t give a f-ck about sh-t
even if ya know me, i’ll smoke ya and let you be a (dead homie)
show me you’re a lunatic like so
and ya might live when ya f-ckin wit a psycho

[hook] [2x]
don’t f-ck with a crazy m-th-f-cka
don’t f-ck with a (a m-th-f-ckin psycho)
don’t f-ck with a real (real) n-gg- (n-gg-)

[verse 2]
i did a walk by and the att-tude i have is,
“f-ck everybody if they aint from the gardens”
little voices in my head got me doin dirt
the evidence of a murder printed on my shirt
is it the cisco that’s f-ckin up my head?
it got me quenchin for the thirst of a n-gg- dead
was my b-tch right? am i crazy?
why am i thinkin the worlds tryin to fade me?
the only answer that i know is to kill a chump
watchin his -ss bleed the pellets of a riot pump
i got two homies, micko and brotha lynch
they know i’m crazy but they just gettin convinced
yeah, now watch me kill this m-th-f-cka
i cracked his spine, take two licks like a tootsie roll sucka
i moved my patterns when i saw his body drop
his neck was broke and his spinal cord was popped
i can’t be stopped, i gotta take a fools life
i’m outta bullets, so f-ck it, i’ll use my knife
who’s next to die? don’t n-body know b-tch
there aint no tellin when you’re f-ckin with a psycho

[hook] [2x]
don’t f-ck with a crazy m-th-f-cka
don’t f-ck with a (a m-th-f-ckin psycho)
don’t f-ck with a real (real) n-gg- (n-gg-)

[verse 3]
i’m lookin for a slaughter, some jack the ripper sh-t
so i take a b-tch and stick a fat knife in her cl-t
watch her twist, my d-ck turned to stone
cause i love to hear a m-th-f-cka scream in a scared tone
and then it’s on, i’m diggin in a dead b-tch
she can’t feel it but i gives a f-ck, i like the sh-t
i hear sirens, that’s all i need to know
the cops is on their way, it’s time for me to go
i hit a fence and i was headin for the house shot
on deuce-four street, the cops had a roadblock
what the f-cks next? that’s what i’m thinkin
i’m b-tt-naked and my plot is straight sinkin
i grabbed the b-tch who was standin on the corner
“you scream or holla and i’ll smoke you”, i warned her
i put the knife to her throat and i yelled out,
“clear the streets or this b-tch gon’ have another mouth.”
the cops was like “yeah, let the lady go”
i said “h-ll no, i’ll kill this b-tch and that’s on the fo”
i had the b-tch by the throat and wasn’t lettin go
she gotta die cause they f-ckin with a psycho

[hook] [2x]
don’t f-ck with a crazy m-th-f-cka
don’t f-ck with a (a m-th-f-ckin psycho)
don’t f-ck with a real (real) n-gg- (n-gg-)

[verse 4]
now i’m in a f-cked up spot but i got a cool plot that imma use
and imma kill the hoe if they refuse to let me go
cause n-gg-, i know what’s up
if i cut the b-tches’ throat, then i’m f-cked
the cops don’t care about blowin the top off me
cause i’m delayin their donuts and coffee
so i thought about my plot, imma kill the hoe
based on the fact i put it on the m-th-f-ckin fo
cop, ya best to drop ya weapons and sh-t
either that or imma let the b-tch have it
the cops was like “go ahead, kill the trick”
probably cause the girl was a black b-tch
i said, “okay” and put the knife to her throat
i took a swing and then headed towards jumbo
they started blastin and blastin at me
about 20 shots, they never hit a n-gg-, g
i was runnin low, tryin not to get popped
gettin chased by a hundred white cops
i got shot then i dropped, lights out
yo, just another day in the life of a psycho

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