[Intro: B-Real]
Yeah, homie
I thought we told you, we been fuckin' loco
Cypress Hill, D12, bitch!
[Chorus: B-Real]
I'm a little bit off the chain, call me insane
But the fact remains that I'm a psycho
Better get it through your brain
When you say my name
Never say it in vain 'cause I'm a psycho
You know what? I am crazy, huh, as hell
Better get it through your brain
When you say my name
Never say it in vain 'cause I'm a psycho
Nigga, I'm about to snap in any minute nigga, evacuate
[Verse 1: Bizarre]
They found Saddam, but they ain't gon' find me
I'll be under a tree in Buttfuck, Tennessee
And I don't know too much about my daddy
Except he spit in my face and fucked me in the fanny
I ain't a racist, I just hate whites
Fags and dykes, blacks and transvestites
Thirteen years old and joined a fuckin' gang
Hair under my ass cheeks feeling the fuckin' pain
Am I insane? Who really knows?
'Cause any second my temper can fuckin' blow
I get colder than December
Black the fuck out, tomorrow won't even remember
See, Bizarre can show you what violence is all about
And this Dr. Dre beat done brought it the fuck out
Run in your house and put a gun in your mouth
And blow your brains the fuck out
[Verse 2: Eminem]
I probably got a screw loose or two
Or maybe three or four of 'em
Some fell out and hit the floor
All I know is ever since my fuckin' head hit the snowbank
I been a little neanderthalish, no thanks to my man D'Angelo Bailey
But I just take it slow daily, my biggest dilemma's
Trying to figure whether to use the flat head or the Phillips
Or just go to the Home Depot and pick the new power drill up
It's been two hours and six days and I'm still up
I feel like I'm about to snap any minute
There's a new Tower Records about to stop and get a fill-up
Pick the new Cypress Hill up
And go find who did that shit to Xzibit
And go fill up a whole liquor bottle with piss
And shatter his fucking lips with it
[Chorus: B-Real]
I'm a little bit off the chain, call me insane
But the fact remains that I'm a psycho
Better get it through your brain
When you say my name
Never say it in vain 'cause I'm a psycho
[Verse 3: B-Real]
Now lemme give you just a little peek inside of a a mind, where every day of the week, yeah, I'm adjustin' for crime
And I'm hearing the little voices speak out at me blind, and you know, the little [???]
I maybe have a chemical imbalance, but I can balance the barrel enough to make you come outta your apparel
To make you sing a little carol, hands in the air, like you're at a concert, above you like you just don't care
Now your jewels are my jewels, my tools got pulled
Your drawers, they got stole, break yourself, fool
What could you do to this maniac, this lunatic, that already hasn't been done?
Go ahead and shoot at him, put him in prison, alter his vision, make a decision, cuz if I ever get out of this hole, it's [???]
Never a change, sick in the brain, spit on your grave, shit on your name, give me the blame
[Outro: B-Real]
I'm a psycho (Sirens and a car crash)
(Gun shots)
Oof!