Am I A Psycho Lyrics

[Intro:]I see you loo-king at me, loo-king at me, so I ask [Chorus:]Am I A Psycho? Am I A Psycho? Yeah I'm a psycho; I guess I'm a psycho [Tech N9NE:]You're crazy, I like you, but you're crazy My tours paid me, so I used that dough to allure ladies to manure bathe me Never know that my minds for sure shady Pure Hades, Rev X Stady couldn't endure to save me Why do I let this stripper burn me on my arm with a cigarette in the same spot 10 times in a row when I felt that burn upon the clitoris? I'mma get her wet, sorry to get carried away, I feel stupid because I ain't did her yet Maybe she never let a fine nigga stare at her breasts, I get vexed but I ain't bit her neck Open! I try to contain it but that dame thang's soakin' Alter ego say why you let them gang bang folk in Strange Lane hopin' I can maintain copin' but ain't nobody talkin' when the insane mane spoken I like fire on my skin, blood on my drawers, from up on her walls, I'm sufferin, I'm stuck in her claws, stuffed in her jaws, huffin' and puffin', hollerin imma dog, afterwards I like really hot scullin water on my balls? [Chorus:]Am I A Psycho? Am I A Psycho? Yea I'm a psycho; I guess I'm a psycho [Hopsin:]Mom, Dad? I'm no longer the boy you're used to seeing I've changed a lot, plus I've grown to hate every human being My mood swings have now turned my dreams into gruesome scenes Now I'm doing things I don't normally do and when illusion seem to be the only pleasures I can gain Heck if I was sane I would've put down the mic and say fuck it I'll never rise to fame But with the wicked reckage I contain, I could probably jeopardize your name No lovey-dovey let's ignite the flame, if you're lucky you'll survive the pain Sorry that ain't very merry to say, why is this game so scary to play? Well lemme think, cuz every day my balls are getting too hairy to shave Pause a minute, I'm stressin' the game, if I go to hell then heavens' to blame I don't mean to come off crazy, but you mothafuckas seem to think I'm hella derranged When I was seven years old, I fell on my head and I severed my brain [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/am-i-a-psycho-lyrics-tech-n9ne.html ] If you think I'm lyin then ask my mama nigga she can tell you the same Should I be ashamed? No, I'm livin' my life so ghetto fabulous Before you get bent out of shape my nigga lemme ask you this [Chorus:]Am I A Psycho? Am I A Psycho? Yea I'm a psycho; I guess I'm a psycho [B.o.B:]I stab you with this mic and rap this verse I'm rappin' to you Matter fact I'm rappin' through you Never say my motherfuckin name unless you absolutely have to I am not no fucking jacket with no matching shoes and you are not no fashion guru Can't even see you niggas, yall wish I was rappin' to you Matter fact act like I'm rappin' to you if that gives you passion to use use this as an excusde to jump up at a conclusion that I'm attackin you dudes is just like old fashion voodoo Yall ain't even the shit, no yall ain't even the doodoo I got more flavor on the tissue paper under my two boots So I'm slappin you fools with wooden paddles you stupid Baby sittin' lil bastards like little afternoon children You can call me psychotic but it's more like schizophrenic And I can speak can anyone tell me just where my medicine is Guess I gotta show these minors just where my avenue is Man I swear I'm all about my brain like graduate students I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings I see your tears, come here, give me your face, let me clear it But I wonder how it would look if I were to peel it back with a skilliet Then I'mma fill it crack when I hit it, then I'mma spill it back when you heal it Dammit Bobby boy, what in the hell, what in the heaven, what in the earth Where is your mom? Why do you curse? Where are you from? Where was your birth? Where was you first? Why weren't you in church? Why is there dirt, all on your shirt? Man I think that you're going berserk [Outro:]Am I A Psycho? Am I A Psycho? Yea I'm a psycho; I guess I'm a psycho Am I A Psycho? Am I A Psycho? Yea I'm a psycho; I guess I'm a psycho