And shatter his fuckin' lips wit' it
But the fact remains that I'm a psycho
Get scared, life ain't fair and I'm prepared to blast
Speak when you spoken to
I'll be under a tree in Buttfuck, Tennessee
I hold 'em then unload on you, put it on a poster
And I don't have to read a fuckin' magazine or quotable
Better get it through your brain
I'm a little bit off the chain, call me insane
I get colder than December
Psycho, psycho, psycho
And show up at your residence, light your front door up
Aftermath and Shady bitch, you can read it and weep
And go fill up a whole liquor bottle with piss
I'm a little bit off the chain, call me insane
I probably got a screw loose or two, or maybe three or four of 'em
Psycho, psycho, psycho
But I just take it slow daily, my biggest dilemma's
But the fact remains that I'm a psycho
A soldier with a motive, scrotum big as boulders
Hair under my ass cheeks feeling the fuckin' pain
Or just go to the Home Depot and pick the new power drill up
Cornell Pitts A.K.A. Bugz
Am I insane? Who really knows
Fags and dyke's, blacks and transvestites
You niggaz close to croakin' any moment and I know when
Better get it through your brain
I'm a motherfuckin' omen, I bow down to no man
So watch what you say
See Bizarre can show you what violence is all about
A maniac wit' anxiety attacks, I don't wanna chat
'Cause I'm a psycho
All I know is ever since my fuckin' head hit the snowbank
Cypress Hill, D12 bitch
I'm on your porch wit' a gun and your son, sippin' a forty
'Cause I'm a psycho
Nobody can hold me, I does it all by my lonely
When you say my name, never say it in vain
We'll fuckin' snap in a minute, bitch
I stomp your head when you awake, you be looking like Gumby
We been fuckin' Loco
They nose in our business, hopin' that I don't come smoke 'em
When you say my name, never say it in vain
They found Saddam but they ain't gonna find me
We fuckin' crazy
You know what? I am crazy, it's hell
And this Dr. Dre beat done brought it the fuck out
Thirteen years old and joined a fuckin' gang
I been a little Neanderthalish, no thanks to my man D'Angelo Bailey
I'm a little bit off the chain, call me insane
We all soldiers, we move as a unit, we all roll up
Better get it through your brain
You see my poster in the 'hood for the G of the week
When you say my name, never say it in vain
I ain't a racist, I just hate whites
Tryin' to figure whether to use the flat head or the Phillips
'Cause any second my temper can fuckin' blow
Nigga I'm 'bout to snap at any minute nigga evacuate
I could fuck the culture up, probably rap
Run in your house and put a gun in your mouth
Split a nigga open, killin' folks compulsive
Gives me two hours and six days and I'm still up
'Cause I'm a psycho
'Cause it can happen either today or the next minute
You just as fast as Dre can say, "Hell, yeah"
Except he spit in my face and fucked me in my fanny
And I don't know too much about my daddy
You could be dead period, end of story
There's a new Tower Records about to stop and get a fill-up
But the fact remains that I'm a psycho
I can draw the heater and spray and I'm dead serious
Pick the new Cypress Hill up and go find who did that shit to Xzibit
Some fell out and hit the floor
No one knows my notions or emotions, I'm a vulture
To notice what you ho's will do
And blow your brains the fuck out
So everyone can notice who was focused on us pokin'
Psycho, psycho, psycho
Black the fuck out, tomorrow won't even remember
I feel like I'm about to snap any minute
