And don't ya'll forget it!
Rappers/whatever the hell else it is we do.
We love music and do our best to keep it creative and have fun with everything and everyone involved in the process.
Story behind the song
Psykho D, a real ladykiller.
Lyrics
p.d: WHAT IN THE FUCK WAS THAT SOUND? Betta ta back down
than end up face down, cuz you'll taste rounds if ever my clap sounds!
BUT YA KNOW I PREFER THE BLADE OVER THE PISTOL,
PERCISION INCISIONS RIDDLED FROM TITS TO YA CLITORIS, b*** ES!
YA REALLY DEALIN WITH A SICK MOTHAFUCKA!
b*** , I BUST NUTS TA CHICKS SCREAMIN "DADDY!" AND sh** , BUT THE
"K"-9 UNIT'S HAVIN TROUBLE MAKIN TRACE!
WHEN MY CLOTHES ARE SOAKED IN HALAMINES, THEY DON'T KNOW WHAT THEY'RE CHASIN!
"I" GRAB A HUNK OF FLESH AND TEAR IT TIL IT SEPARATES
AND LET THE CHANGE OF CHARACTER TAKE ME INTO A BETTER PLACE!
"L"-BOW DEEP IN GUTS AND BODILY FLUID,
I KISS HER CHEEK AND WHISPER IN HER EAR, "BABY, I TOLD YOU I'D DO IT!"
"L"-ECTRIC BUZZSAW CUTS HER INTA BITS,
THEN I'M FRYIN HER ON THE GRILL, AND I'M FEEDIN HER TO HER KIDS! (haha)
"A", DO YOU GET THE PICTURE HERE, BABY-CAKES?
I'MMA..."killa! killa!!" (AND WHAT'RE YOU?)
Hook
...And it really isn't hard ta find me.
I leave a trail of dead bodies all behind me...
...So I'll never be lonely.
No, I'll never be lonely...
