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Артист: Ganksta NIPНазвание : Why the Psych Can`t Do ItДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : rap southern rap horrorcore south park coalition gangsta rap rap southern rap horrorcore south park coalition gangsta rap Видео:
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All these muthafuckin killas And these muthafuckin wicked ass preachers They have they congregations, you know what I`m sayin? They have people to move somethin, know what I`m talkin about? I`m just tryin to get mine, on the grind Psycho Club, know what I`m talkin about? [Verse 1] As I go in a rage Shoot inside the crowd, make em scatter like Raid Don`t give a fuck, bitch duck, he fell in the lobby Pick up a needle now there`s thousands of holes inside his body Blood leakin, moving real fast down his arm The third fuckin slice is the muthafuckin charm Let me see if they right, cuz I`m thinkin they wrong The third slice is the one where I bring forth chromes I`ma altered beast, with a zillion a styles Uh, y`all keep it quiet while I murder a while Move somethin, Psych Ward, all over the world I want the kids and the parents and the boys and girls Come join, bring money it`s good for your health If you don`t join, then you`ll meet the children of death Let me explain, hopin that you will go through it Jim Jones did it, why the psych can`t do it? [Chorus] Charles Manson did it, why the psych can`t do it? David Koresh did it, why the psych can`t do it? Ted Bundy did it, why the psych can`t do it? John Gasey did it, why the psych can`t do it? Jeffery Dahmer did it, why the psych can`t do it? Jim Baker did it, why the psych can`t do it? Jimmy Swaggart did it, why the psych can`t do it? Lil Rick did it, why the psych can`t do it? [Verse 2] Smoke a dip, flip the script, ball and chain and the whip The fleas, flies, different bugs devoured the body by strips Pit bulls come, claimin all the pieces that`s left Whatever parts that they don`t eat, the fire ants feel wealth Then they throw a party, now they on their feet But that rival ant gang, they want that meat Now it`s an ant war, fire ants cannot be beat Now that`s the same type a shit that you see on the street Hit the sweet, move somethin, then grab your glocks Cuz niggas listen to my music then they go kill cops They in a trance, hypnotically they do what I say See, I got the hook up spot where you can buy an A-K Then go out, straight murderin, and start you a spree And don`t come back until a thousand nine hundred seventy three Bodies drop, inside the freezer, with ziplock tags And leave the corpses all tied up in ziplock bags A blow torch is now needed, they`ll turn into crust Cuz with the fire, then immortals turn slowly to dust Psycho NIP, mad scientist, I`ll crush up them bones Cuz I`ll catch you, I`ll keep you, I`ll kill you in the Psych Ward [Chorus] (Big Ron instead of "Lil Rick") [Verse 3] Bumblebees, grasshopers, spiders, they do hit the spot Check nuts, now what, see Mr Snake`s on the block Insect war ground, see I can face it now For my reality is body parts, I can taste it now Crushed ice cubes keeps it all frozen stiff A chainsaw pursues much blood, they ready to rip What you want? You bloody shit, when the wrists get slit A thumbtack takes out the eyeballs, they bust real quick [Chorus] (Rowdy Riggins instead of "Lil Rick") | Похожие исполнители:
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