AceTrouble - Psychosis

I'm an enigma
Defend ya dinner, I'm eating
I am a winner
A sinner, so in to depleting
So when I react
I see that I be ready
Don't try it I riot wit lions you teddy
I'm a creature, I'm crazy
You want a feature but either ya lazy or hazy
Got to be smoking
Thinking I'll phone in
Some shit that was written
And don't meet the quotient
Arthritis, in my hands
But your alright with me writing for stans
But I got bigger plans
Leo told me to wait
But I'm starving
Cleo opened the gate
So I ate from the garden
They placate, because they create
Something to be ashamed
A monster of my own hands
Atone man
Unless I stone ya mans
With some chrome
And smoke ya parents
I'm psycho
I might go
Line yo whole side though
In pine-sol
Denying ya tying to fold
Life dealt me a bad hand
So I reshuffled
So I went all in
And I reduffled
You come for me
You get skipped when I re-verse
You see first I draw 2
You aim before(4)
I'm the one you see berserked
Aim for the head like isis
I just might just confide in Midas
And clash when I smash like titans
I'm rioting
I'm energized, not into guys
But I'll send some shots down your inner spine
You testify and I test ya lies
With a nine and a dime
I'm in disguise
With a hoodie
But lookie
No smooches
But the kiss of death let you rest if you choosing
I'm in a mood in
I don't wanna lose it
But I'll come back with the brass
Making rash decisions
That was ya last mission
Let u sit in
You shoot at us
You'll b wishing that you didn't
I'm not admitting
I'm in remimmision
Ya act don't match
I'm quick to attack
You not fitting
She has no flaws and she just called
You all on my balls so just pause
So just quit it, I'm dicking, I'm dicking
Psychotic
You might spot it
They want me to pay attention
Like adhd I got a tight pocket
You try watch it
I might act up
You act tough
But you not mad enough
Slit my wrist and I'll lick it
The block I'll spin no fidget
Oil the glue when I stick it
Mightier the pen or the sword?
But y'all depend on the whores
But at the core they ask for
Something you can't supply
So my guys
Come with the ties
And take ya lines
And cut
It's all in ur head
It's all in ur head
It's not real

Written by:
Alexander Bateman

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