X-RAIDED

X-RAIDED - Fuckin Wit A Psycho

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[Intro]

This’ll be the day that I die

Lettin a nigga bleed cuz I shot a fuckin hole in his eye

That nigga drank his blood just because of my nine

He said “please don’t let me die”

I let the muthafucka die

The others cry beg for their souls

I killed 50 people now I’m digging 50 holes

One got away number 49 is runnin

He fell a few times boom boom I kept comin

You can run but you cant escape

And if you wanna know more yo

[Verse 1]

I had a vision of a murder

X-Raided sitting in a house with a 9 in my hand and a joint in my mouth

Straight fucking with that sisqo, it got me noid

I never should've started fucking with that 40

Now I’m sprung out, stuck on the killa trip

Trippin like a motherfucker, but now I'm through with it

Got on the phone said "Migo I'm on my way

My bitch is tripping, I need a place to stay"

she's talking to me like I got no brain

Cause of that sisqo, or cuz I'm insane

Brotha Lynch's been through the same thing though

But X-raided can be tripping over no hoe

So I got my 9 I was stressing

Threw on a lotion hat to keep em guessing

Went outside of the house there was a dead bitch

Thats what she gets for marrying a lunatic

I went on a killin spree shooting that night

Niggas dying cuz me and my bitch had a fight

I know its fucked up but fool thats the price ya paying

Niggas fade me my bitch is too when I’m sprayin

See I dont give a fuck about shit

Even if ya know me I smoke ya and let you be a (dead homie)

show me you're a lunatic like show and ya might live when ya fuckin wit

a psycho

[Chorus: x2]

Dont fuck with a crazy Motherfucker

Dont fuck with a (a motherfucking Psycho)

Dont fuck with a b-

[Verse 2]

(Hell yeah) I did a walkby and the attitude I have is

Fuck everybody if they ain't from the Gardeen (fo' sure)

Little voices in my head got me doing dirt

The evidence of a murder printed on my shirt

Is it the sisqo that's fucking up my head? (maybe)

Its got me quenching for the thirst of a nigga dead

Was my bitch right, am I crazy?

Why am I thinking the worlds trying to fade me? (he is)

The only answer that I know is the killa chum

Watching his ass bleed the pellets of a riot pump

I got 2 homies migo and Brotha Lynch

They know I'm crazy but they just gettin convinced

Yeah, now watch me kill this motherfucker

I cracked his spine, take two limbs like a tootsie roll sucker

I moved my pedals when I saw his body drop

His neck was broke and his spinal cord was popped

I can't be stopped (yeah), I got to take that fools life

I'm outta bullets so fuck it, I use my knife

Who's next to die don't know nobody no bitch

There aint no telling when you're fucking with a psycho

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]

I'm looking for a slaughta - some jack the ripper shit

So I take a bitch and stick a fat knife in her clit, watch her twitch

My bricks turn to stone

Cause I love to hear a motherfucker scream in a scare tone

And then it's on, I'm digging in the dead bitch

She can't feel it but I gives a fuck I like the shit

I hear sirens, that's all I need to know

The cops is on their way, it's time for me to go

I hit a fence and was headed for the house shot

On deuce 4 street the cops had a roadblock

'What the fucks next?' is what I'm thinking

I'm butt-naked and my plot is straight sinking

I grabbed the bitch who was standing on the corner

"You scream or hollah and I smoke ya”, I warned her

I put the knife to her throat and I yelled out

"Clear the street or this bitch's gon' have another mouth."

The cops is like "Yeah, let the lady go."

I said "Hell no, I kill this bitch and that's on the fo'."

I had the bitch by the throat and wasn’t letting go

She gotta die cause they're fucking with a psycho

[Chorus]

[Verse 4]

This’ll be the day that I die

Brain dead nigga devil blind trigga went

I killed 50 people now im digging 50 holes

One got away number 49 is runnin

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Worlds crazy Dr Jeckle and Mr hide

YMC love

Picture this

Cause I shot your punk ass in the midst

Now I'm in a fuckedup spot but I got a cool plot

That I'mma use, and I'mma kill the hoe if they refuse

To let me go cause nigga I know what's up

If I cut the bitches throat then I'm fucked

The cops don't care about blowing a top of me

Cause I be delaying they *donuts and coffe so

I thought about my plot I'mma kill the hoe

Based on the fact I put it on the motherfucking 4

Cops ya besta drop ya weapons and shit

Either that or I'm gonna let the bitch have it

The cops is like 'go ahead kill the trick'

probably cause the girl was a black bitch

I said okay and put the knife to her throat

I took a swing and then headed towards jumpo

They started blasting and blasting at me

About 20 shots, they never hit a nigga G

I was running low, trying not to get popped

Getting chased by a hundred white cops

I got shot then I dropped like c-lo

Just another day, in the life of a psycho

[Outro]

Yo check this muthafuckin shit out

You know what I’m sayin?

I give it up for my nigga Mico my boy Triple 6

He aint in the dog house wassup nigga

I got my boy lynch

My boy 4 lo

Wassup to ray ray Twin rich my brotha Tony tone

Got my nigga snowman

He on my shit

You no wat im saying?

It’s a garden thang

Thanks to Martco Tran / Skynnie Bone for these lyrics

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