Psychopath Freestyle Video (MV)

Pshychopath
It really just dawned on me that
Most of you rappers
Don't be saying E f*ck thang
That goes for local and global rappers
I'm at all you muf*ckers necks
I guess nah, nah, nah
I know I was put here
To body you mother f*ckers
Check it ok

Sittin at the crib
A nigga mode on chill
Thinkin bout
Which one of you rappers i'ma kill
My circle real small
Ya family better have a will
And I ain't talkin bout Smith
But a nigga keep the steal
That's a play on Will Smith
For you slow muf*ckers
Dick too good
Dick nickname Smuckers
Got honey for you bears
Smokey, Chris Tucker
And yeah I f*ck mothers
Mother F*cker
That's more than enough
In God we trust
You love a real nigga
Then f*ck with us
But if you got a problem with it
Then f*ck, what up?
It'll be ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Got your bitch riding everything but the bus
She let me put it everywhere but the butt
I always tell the bitch don't talk so much
She said "Who I'm hidin' from?"
What the f*ck, for what?
Shout out to T.I. Mr. T-I-P
I get more mouth than a L-I-P
Flow too cold jit, I-C-E
And I'm at you rappers neck T-I-E
But this is not a tie
We are not the same
I do this for bread and meat
You do it for the fame
F*ck insane
You niggaz out sane
Get to swingin on these niggas,
Orangutan
I'm Veeh Lil'Monsterpull
And I pull up anywhere
Slide up under these niggas
Like a pair of underwear
All you niggas tired
Pop the trunk, get the spare
I'm finna roll up to the top, nappy hair
I'm sitting on the throne
And you sittin on a stool
They callin me the goat
And you boo boo the fool
More like Paula Abdul
Her pussy wetter than a drool
And you niggas wishy washy
Whirlpool
Ooh ooh ooh kill'em
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You the freestyle king
I don't care
I'll erupt on these niggas
Like a solar flare
Innie, Minnie, Miney, Moe
These niggas more pussier than they hoe
Bitch I been ballin
Testicle
P-P-Power up
Electrical
Ok, let's get it
Right now
I'M-I'M the best
Right now
You-You up next
I'm up right now
I'm way too high
I'm feelin right now
Wait, let me come down to Earth
I sons all you niggaz
Call me Papa Smurf
I should've pulled out
Jacked off til I bust
Nah I should've just told ya moma
Let me quench her thirst
Ooh, wait, chill out
I'm headed for the top
That's my only route
Niggas talk shit
But ain't got no clout
Let me see if you can talk
With my dick in yo mouth
This ain't for one person
This for all that rap
I'm comin for your head
Like a baseball cap
Nah I rather knock it off
Decap
Then use it as my pillow
For a power nap bitch

Laugh
I mean its Veeh Lil'Monsterpull
And I don't see none of you rappers
Local or global
Get your motherf*ckin fans up bitch (Kyeah)