Peter Kings - Crazy Little Mister

Since the day I came out the womb, I was wicked
I was screamin', I was fussin', I was kickin
First thing I grabbed, momma's titty so I licked it
No shittin muhfucka, that's a given
But the doctor said my eye a little crooked
So he went and picked it wit utensils like a dentist
Fucked it up some more, crazy thing is that he meant it
Now I'm walking around looking like my brain is limpin'
Will I ever visit the doctor ever again
Ask em why the fuck there ain't no hairs up on my chin
Ask em why they writing shit down like they from Berlin
Is it cause they stuffing all of they lockers with Vicodin
Please give me more vitamins, I've been really diving in
Scary strangers on the street, maybe let's invite em in
Cycling through they files, they like to call me wild
Cause I tried to kill my sisters and become an only child, c'mon

Maybe I'm crazy, maybe I'm psycho
Maybe I'm liable to trip, how should I know
Maybe I should tie myself to this light post
Before I kill you and dirty this nice floor

Maybe I'm crazy, maybe I'm psycho
Maybe I'm liable to trip, how should I know
Maybe I should tie myself to this light post
Before I kill you and dirty this nice floor

Maybe I'm crazy, maybe I'm psycho
Maybe I'm liable to trip, how should I know
Maybe I should tie myself to this light post
Before I kill you and dirty this nice floor

Maybe I'm crazy, maybe I'm psycho
Maybe I'm liable to trip, how should I know
Maybe I should tie myself to this light post
Before I kill you and dirty this nice floor

Did he mean what he said about his sisters
Hell yeah bitch, I was a crazy little mister
Walking around the house with a knife and a lizard
Saying all this crazy shit, I thought I was a wizard
I used to give my babysitter little whispers
I remember one day I got the nerve to kiss her
Had my lil dick all hard on my zipper
Little did I know that this bitch was a stripper
I caught her tryna scissor my moms in the winter
Moms went along is she wrong nah I get her
The lil bitch was bad, she use to run, she was a sprinter
She sucked me off at 7, I could never forget her
I could never let her go, she tried to move to a different time zone
So I had to kill the bitch you know how the shit go
I had to shoot the nympho, empty the clip then reload

Maybe I'm crazy, maybe I'm psycho
Maybe I'm liable to trip, how should I know
Maybe I should tie myself to this light post
Before I kill you and dirty this nice floor

Maybe I'm crazy, maybe I'm psycho
Maybe I'm liable to trip, how should I know
Maybe I should tie myself to this light post
Before I kill you and dirty this nice floor

Maybe I'm crazy, maybe I'm psycho
Maybe I'm liable to trip, how should I know
Maybe I should tie myself to this light post
Before I kill you and dirty this nice floor

Maybe I'm crazy, maybe I'm psycho
Maybe I'm liable to trip, how should I know
Maybe I should tie myself to this light post
Before I kill you and dirty this nice floor

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Hell yeah bitch, I was a crazy little mister

Peter Kings baby

Written by:
Peter Reyes

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