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[Ganksta Nip] Yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yo Wassup, it's ya boy Ganksta Nip Ya know what talking bout Ya boy feel this muthafuckin down south psycho ass funk Ya know what I'm talking bout That shit bumps hard in ya muthafuckin trunk Ya know what I'm saying [Verse 1] My veins pop out I'm high, you have a question ask me Who left the baby bleeding butchered up in some plastic Inside the woods where the birds was beating it I had to take my gun and stop the squirrels from eating it Some say that I'm the type that does not believe in God Some say I have the power, psychic similar to Moses' rod Strike like a snake leaving venom in ya chest Lung disease on top of cancer he was cardiac arrest Head tuners, deadly rumors of wars to come I'm a scientist peep game the wars a done Body snatcher, head cracker, a car hijacker Catch you down town now I'm a D.A attacker Sleep walking through the house, dreaming I'm eager to hunt Cuz my sub-conscience tells my conscience to do what it wants In and out of reality you burn from the high flames Skin peeling off on a mission to rock brains Letras de cancionesCrucify my enemies and slay my opponents Uncut pure club rocks keep em still for a moment You don't hear me you better fear me, I change with the times Tarzan swung through the ghetto he got shot on the vine [Chorus x2:] Psycho Funk, Psycho Funk, Psycho Funk Bumps hard in the trunk nigga Psycho Funk, Psycho Funk, Psycho Funk It ain't made for no punks nigga [Verse 2] I see spirits don't come near me, their anxious to live You play my song back to back it might just fracture your ribs A graveyard is a place where the dead can rest A mortician keeps the dead looking at their very best Now I'm snoring, wake me up I'm trapped in a dream It's like swimming tied up I'm floating upstream Back to conscieness, why is that I thought I was woke You see I'm dead I'm just simply waitng to wake up and croak Horrific dreams, keep these spleens, take notes as a thrill A Vampire performs at night, daytime you can kill him Stephen King, Stephen Spielberg, I'm ending ya reign My thoughts they cause pain psycho horror movie games Twist and turn in the bed, death is nuthin but dread Trapped in time angel wings violins on my head Cuz I slip inside the coma with the ??? diploma Left body there for three days a fleshy aroma Starts to build up hold ya nose the scent is to strong Flesh evaporates fast an turns the bulid up to bones Psycho Nip the dream master writing subliminal drama Click ya heels commit suicide and wish for ya mama [Chorus x2] [Ganksta Nip ad libs] From Letras Mania