Tech N9ne - Am I A Psycho (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Tech N9ne - Am I A Psycho (en) Lyrics
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I see you
Looking at me
Looking at me, so I ask
Am I a psycho?
Yeah, I'm a psycho
I guess I'm a psycho
You're crazy
I like you, but you're crazy
My tours paid me, so I used that
dough to allure ladies
To manure bathe me
Never that, my mind's for sure shady
Pure Hades, Rev X Steady couldn't
endure to save me
Why did I let this stripper burn
me on my arm with a cigarette
In the same spot 10 times in
a row when I felt that burn
I palm the clitoris, I'mma 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 so N9ne bit her neck
Open! I try to contain it but
that damn thang's soaking
Alter ego say "Why you let
them gang bang folk in?"
Strange Lane hoping I
can maintain coping
But ain't nobody talking 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, huffing and
puffing, hollering, I'm a dog
Afterwards, I like really hot
scalding water on my balls
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 illusion seems
To be the only pleasures I can gain
Heck, if I was sane I would've
put down the mic and said
"Fuck it, I'll never rise to fame"
But with the wicked wreckage I contain
I could probably jeopardize your name
No lovey-dovey let's ignite the flame
If you're lucky you'll
survive the pain
Sorry that ain't very merry 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 stressing again
If I go to hell then heaven's to blame
I don't mean to come off crazy
But you motherfuckas seem to
think 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 go tell you the same
Should I be ashamed? No, I'm living
my life so ghetto fabulous
Before you get bent out of shape,
my nigga, let me ask you this
I stab you with this mic and rap
this verse I'm rapping to you
Matter of fact, I'm rapping
through you
Never say my motherfucking name
unless you absolutely have to
I am not no fucking jacket
with no matching shoes
And you are not no fashion guru
Can't even see you niggas, y'all
wish I was rapping to you
Matter of fact, act like
I'm rapping to you
If that gives you passion
to use this as an excuse
Then just jump up out of conclusion
that I'm attacking you dudes
It's 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 two boots
So I'm slapping you fools with
wooden paddles you stupid
Babysitting little bastards like
little afternoon children
You can call me psychotic but
it's more like schizophrenic
And I can't sleep 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 about 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 were
to peel it back with a skillet
Then I'mma feel it crack when I hit it
Then I'mma split it back
when you heal it
Dammit Bobby boy, What in the
hell? What in the heaven?
What in the Earth?
Where is your mom? What are you,
cursed? Where are you from?
Where was your birth?
Where was you first?
Why weren't you in church?
Why is there dirt, all on your shirt?
Man I think that you're going berserk
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