Psycho

[Verse 1]
Picture this the mothafuckin' nigga rollin' posse deep killin'
Rulin' with my boys, hittin' up the streets
Knuckleheaded niggas rollin' by throwin' up they set
Yeah, time to lay another nigga down to rest
Red lights, yellow lights, green lights red and blue
Poison blue, like a niggas up to frontin troops
They let my homie out of jail 'cause he snitched
But before he get's me stuck I'ma go and fuck his bitch
But I don't fuck you if you don't try to fuck me
Look I thought you knew that's how it is livin' in the streets
Ghetto nigga, ghetto bitch, ghetto son
Ghetto house, ghetto car, ghetto mothafuckin' gun
Yeah, the lyrical mac's gettin fret off the bat
With the mothafuckin' rhymes that I stack
Hit proper so niggas better tighten up your collars
I'm psyched like a psych 'cause all I hear is bloody hollars
It's dark when I'm mashin', images are smashin'
Nigga force a struggle so I'm dirty like a trash can
Oh so now you know just how it goes for the niggarole
D to the M to the G real mothafuckin' psycho

[Chorus]
And it don't stop and it won't stop
And it don't stop and it won't stop
And it don't stop and it won't stop
And it don't stop and it won't stop

[Verse 2]
Maxin', taxin', real nigga passion
Mark manic's out from the hood of a thrashin'
Bouncin' scroungin' came of a niggarol
Tossed in the ghetto born and raised as a killer though
St. Paul assassin underrated black man
Locked in the world of a psych so I'm jackin'
Terrorism onslaught, mad from the jump start
Nigga bust a nut. flip you up like a pop tart
Nightstalkin' predator, lyrical competitor
Quick to light 'em up like a Vietnam veteran
Gunnin' like a soldier, hard like a boulder
Punks gotta left 'cause the bullshit is over
Niggas can't fade me, bitches can't fade me
Love it when they talk, 'cause in the end they get played G
I'm quick like a whip, blast rugged with a rough
Skins gettin' torn 'cause I flip him like a flap jack
Underground master, DMG the kingpin
Countin' on the wax 'cause I'm raw with an ink pen
Hellafied rhyme skills, flows I can match 'em
Hazardous in many ways, lyrics I can back 'em
Huh, so now you know just how it goes for the niggarole
So now you know just how it goes for the niggarole
So now you know just how it goes for the niggarole
D to the M to the G real mothafuckin' psycho

[Chorus]
And it don't stop and it won't stop
And it don't stop and it won't stop
And it don't stop and it won't stop
And it don't stop let my gats pop yeah