Kunci: G# minor
Verse 1
Em
I gotta, I gotta, I gotta, I gotta,
I gotta, I gotta...
Psychosis
I'm going mental
Em
I'm stuck in the melody
D
Em
Call me instrumental
Hip hop felonies
Gotta analyse what I been through
Fuck you
Tourette's one of my disorders
I been Horus
Em
G
Make the beat explode
Supersonic I'm fluid like gin tonic
Em
And when I say I'm killing it
Its just symbolic
Come and hang
Em
Come and hang and I'ma show
you how the show business is
D
If you the lawn then I'm mowing it
Em
C
Because I'm way too thick like
I'm Jay- Z's lower lip
Dm
Can't get a grip on my sober shit
Em
Now let me break these niggas
Gm
down to the last little bit
And blast cum on your
Em
Cause I got medical issues
And more than just a silly twitch
Get out my way cause
I'm pretty pissed
Em
Grab niggas by their necks and
dump em in a dirty ditch
And dirty dicks for your nerdy bitch
D
Em
I'ma never switch
You jerk prick just insert disc
Em
Or I'ma get busy like a insurgist
Its way more than I can cope with
Hopeless
Em
F#
Em
Bbm
Dope D.O.D. living with a
Em
C
Dm
Em
D
Em
psychosis
Come along come and see it
Em
Psychotic being, circus freak: Skits
I cut wack mc's career
's short as a fetus
Em
Now I'm on the brink of
Dm
destroying world leaders
seen as the beast in the sport
Em
Chopping down crews with
a 3 meter sword
When P's on the boards there's
Run while ya can start heading
Cause my skin melts off
And shut down blocks like
a sandstorm
Em
You come across as a nervous teen
D
I go blind in the club and wake
D
Drug tester, raise my blood pressure
Em
C
Gm
C
I give chicks a case a shock lecture
Em
Raps mad hatter, in effect
Em
I kill a track with flows from the
Bb
bottom of the river bed
Em
And I ain't finished yet,
within a milli sec
I cut the crap and snatch
ya by ya little head
Em
I hit the switch to high voltage
And stay slick as I live in psychosis
Em
Psychosis;
Em
Am
A
Em
Em
Em
Am
A
Em
I wrote this
C
Em
Heroin needle with wings: fly dope shit
Port of Miami,
I'm hangin' near a boat, bitch
D
Em
and that's where the coke bricks
I'm so slick, no wave grease
Em
F#
When the four spit,
I'm about war, diamond with no flaws
climbin' from dirt poor
Mentally sick, I'm meant to be rich
I'll pop the fifth and empty the clip (Haha)
No smile and a fucked
up grin (P!)
Em
Profilin' with scuffed up Timbs
Past the point of no return
Em
Blast the joint, ig nore the burns
Lost contact with reality
Psychosis; who the fuck
wanna battle me?
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