lirik lagu might go psycho – bambu
please don’t let the beer belly and bushy beard fool you
still a red horse chuggin’ filipino shaka zulu
in a psycho realm crewneck – born to raise music
out a neighborhood who’s schools had no arts budget to do sh-t
poor = bored we ain’t have no way to record
“ay yo, grab my uncle abraham’s berretta out the drawer!”
let’s go jimmy us a minivan and roll around
see what kind of trouble we can get in when the sun goes down
second cl-ss citizen and prison ain’t no f-ckin’ sweat
my uncle ain’t gonna’ trip ‘cause they done boosted up my uncle’s rent
tic toc – if you listen close you’ll hear the cl!ckin’ sound
mechanism trigger spark the powder metal flyin’ out
bulls how we buck you hit the dirt like a cowboy
run like you ricky i hop out like i’m doughboy
a old pinoy ice cube sick jacken for beats
sh-llin’ h-lla propaganda like a north korean factory…
(hook)
i might go psycho
i might go psycho
yo i don’t know what i’m saying but i might go psycho
hotboxin’ in a minivan
cantonese ak47 straight from pakistan
please don’t let the beer belly and pampadour fool you
lapu lapu on the head of magellan i’m f-ckin’ brutal
tattooing you with bullets so you do not get mislead
drill a hole into your skull and leave you redder than canelo’s head
lift those arms up give me all your f-ckin’ dough
iphones credit cards anything that’s made of gold
run that – straight to my chilean homie ti-tere
he gone flip it two to three different times down tijuana way
shady maybe, baby, it’s difficult livin’ day to day
i’m pacqiuao chasin’ money while it’s flashy but he run away
i don’t know what the f-ck you thought it was
shake, muthuf-kkuh, we unstable with no prescription drugs
f-ck you and f-ck whatever made up neighborhood you claim
i’ll get jumped in your rival gang just to blow out your f-ckin’ brains
(hook)
please don’t let the beer belly and peace talk confuse you
i been broke since kindergarten don’t take much for me to shoot you
shady -ss promoters try duck me like a low beam
money make a person turn to greed like it’s no thing
i understand the way they’ve been conditioned to think like
but the principle’s what got my filipino’s all uptight
funny type accent but ain’t smiled in a month
and he would cave your f-ckin’ chest in if i just bought him a lunch
we on that third world fresh off of a war ready to go
while most these kids who rap the toughest wouldn’t move to fight a cold
i know i might go psycho
heard police was tappin’ comps but what the f-ck do i know
i know that a bullet get more change than a vote do
street platoon patrollin’ neighborhoods like it’s 0-2
trust, fool, i still got my uncle’s old beretta
droppin’ knowledge like i punched your cl-ss professor!
lirik lagu lainnya :
- kumpulan lirik lagu quokka n sudal 쿼카n수달 › lirik lagu summer – quokka n sudal (쿼카n수달)
- kumpulan lirik lagu d lain › lirik lagu burza – d-lain
- kumpulan lirik lagu patrick bruel › lirik lagu la tête à l’envers – patrick bruel
- kumpulan lirik lagu shwabadi › lirik lagu fire on the thames – shwabadi
- kumpulan lirik lagu fantastically great women › lirik lagu world of colour – fantastically great women
- kumpulan lirik lagu diizii slikadaice › lirik lagu ftc – diizii & slikadaice
- kumpulan lirik lagu indira radic › lirik lagu rehabilitacija – indira radić
- kumpulan lirik lagu co defendants › lirik lagu suckers – co-defendants
- kumpulan lirik lagu ylja › lirik lagu sem betur fer – ylja
- kumpulan lirik lagu ikd sj › lirik lagu l’absinthe – ikd-sj