Am I A Psycho Lyrics

(Intro)

I see you looking at me

Looking at me, so I ask

(Hook)

Am I a psycho?

Am I a psycho?

Yeah I'm a psycho

I guess I'm a psycho

(Verse I Tech N9ne)

You're crazy

I like you, but you're crazy, my tours paid me

So I used that dough to allure ladies to (?) bathe me

Never know that my minds for sure shady

Pure Hades, rev x steady they couldn't endure to save me

Why did I let this stripper burn me on the arm with her cigarette

In the same spot ten times in a row when I felt that burn upon the

Clitoris?

I'ma get her wet, sorry to get carried away, I feel stupid cause I ain't

Did her yet

Maybe she never let a fine nigga stare at her breasts, I get vexed but I

Ain't bit her neck

Open, I try to contain it but that damn dame thang's soakin'

Alter ego say why you let them gang bang folk in

Strange lane hopin' I can maintain copin

But ain't nobody talkin when the insane mane spoken

I like fire on my skin, blood on my draws

From up on her walls, I'm suffering, I'm stuck in her claws

Stuffed in her jaws, huffin' and puffin' (?) my balls

(Hook)

Am I a psycho?

Am I a psycho?

Yeah I'm a psycho

I guess I'm a psycho

(Verse II Hopsin)

Mom? Dad? I'm no longer the boy you're used to seeing

I've changed a lot, plus I've grown to hate every human being

My mood swings have now turned my dreams into gruesome scenes

Now I'm doing things I don't normally do

When illusions seem to be the only pleasures I can gain

Heck, if I was sane I would of put down the mic and say f..ck it I'll never

Rise to fame

But with the wicked records I contain, I could probably jump without your

Name

No lovey-dovey let's ignite the flame if you're lucky you survive the pain

Sorry that ain't very marry to say, why is this game so scary to play?

Well let me think, cause every day my balls are getting too hairy to shave

Pause a minute, I'm stressin' the game if I go to hell, then heavens to

Blame

I don't mean to come off crazy but you mothafuckas seem to think that I'm

Hella deranged

When I was seven years old, I fell on my head and I severed my brain

If you think I'm lying then ask my mama nigga she'll can tell you the same

Should I be ashamed? No, I'm living my life so ghetto fabulous

Before you gimpin' outta a show my nigga let me ask you this

(Hook)

Am I a psycho?

Am I a psycho?

Yeah I'm a psycho

I guess I'm a psycho

(Verse III B.o.B)

I stab you with this mic and rap this verse I'm rappin' to you

Matter fact I'm rapping through you, never say my motherfucking name

Unless you absolutely have to I am not no f..cking jacket

With no matching shoes and you are not no fashion guru

Can't even see you niggas, y'all wish I was rappin' to you

Matter of fact act like I'm rappin' to you if that gives you passion

To use this as an excuse then just jump up out of conclusion

That I'm attackin you dudes is just like old fashion voodoo

Y'all ain't even the shit, no y'all ain't even the doodoo

I got more flavor on the tissue paper under my toobos

So I'm slapping you foolish with wooden paddles you stupid

Baby sitting little bastards like little afternoon children

You can call me psychotic but it's more like schizophrenic

And I can speak can anyone tell me just where my medicine is

Guess I gotta show these minors just what my avenue is

Man I swear I'm all up out of my brain like graduate students

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings

I see your tears, come here, give me your face, let me clear it

But I wonder how it would look if I could peel it back with a skillet

Then I'ma fill it crack when I hit it, then I'ma spill it back when you I'll

It

Damn it Bobby boy, what in the hell, what in the heaven, what in the earth

Where is your mom? Why do you curse? Where are you from?

Where was your birth? Where were you first? Why weren't you in church?

Why is there dirt, all on your shirt? Man I think that you're going berserk

(Hook)

Am I a psycho?

Am I a psycho?

Yeah I'm a psycho

I guess I'm a psycho