Psyched Out

You've been psyched, out and you're going down
I'm a trash talkin' talented no class clown
I will abuse you until you lose
You can go on home and pout
You've been psyched out
You dropped a 20, man
Your shoes untied and your mama never loved you
(Mama never loved you)
She said she did but she's ugly and she lies
She's never thinking of you
(Mama never loved you)
You ain't cut from the right cloth
You don't got what it takes
Now you blew it ow, another stupid mistake
Another bad, bad break
You've been psyched, out, and you're going down
I'm a trash talkin' talented no class clown
I will abuse you until you lose
You can go on home and pout
I'll find your fatal flaw and make it known
Because I'm a dirty bastard
(He's a dirty bastard)
And when I'm done you'll be another one I own
Yes, I will be your master
(He's a dirty bastard)
You can't handle the pressure
Or keep your head in the game
You can't do it ow, and it's a crying shame
And I'm to blame
Sticks and stones will break your bones
But words will drive you insane
You can't cut the mustard, can't stand the heat
You got the vote then ya choked and now you're beat
And out on the street
You've been psyched, out, and you're going down
I'm a trash talkin' talented no class clown
I will abuse you until you lose
You know what I'm talking about
You've been psyched, out, and you're going down
Put your hopes and dreams 6 feet in the ground
I will confuse you with my ruse
Was there ever any doubt?
Now go on home and pout
You've been psyched out
Yeah, you've been psyched out
Ah yeah