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JOELL ORTIZ lyrics

Am I A Psycho (Remix)

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I see you! I see you looking at me, looking at me So I ask: am I psycho? Am I psycho? yeah, I'm a psycho! I guess I'm a psycho! Is a cricket making noise outside of my window cell, I can't concentrate at my' While reading a book and cooking, some say this is add, I count every single step I take I like add. I just removed the breaks of my brand new atv, And switch the wheels with a bmx that I received in '83. I'm a' a political naked and say hey! I totally forgot what I would say, But it would be mean and they would just scream And throw the' and tried to chase me' I used to love the goose, but' It was actually a tragedy, man'. is crazy! When everybody's happy, that makes me mad and I get angry, Everybody said that I'm' I'm not a baby I just like to have my way and play and say these really good rhymes, And make you tumble up' [Chorus: x2] Am I a psycho? Am I a psycho? Yeah, I'm a psycho I guess I'm a psycho! Hey, why are you looking at me, hm? I ain't looking at you, hm? But I gotta be looking at you, to see that you're looking at me That's true! Forget what I just said, may name is ted, you wanna be cool? Maybe go shoot some pool, Maybe go swim in a pool, Maybe will hit the gym, you'll see how much weight I can pull. I make good', but I ain't so cool and' But maybe we won't be friends, I'll make your eyeball look azul. With a left, a right, I'm kicking the fight, let's fight and that it's cool! Last night I watched the ' that movie it was clear, Nobody walked across the screen, and I'm the only one the cheer! Scratching my nuts here, 'beer, hugging my bear, Dough, a deer, a female deer, rain upon him, run son! Protect your mom and sister, here they come! Bring it on you' how dare you test the' I'll drag your fury ass across the' [Chorus: x2] Am I a psycho? Am I a psycho? Yeah, I'm a psycho I guess I'm a psycho! Here's the line about how I reached my [?] when I rhyme, [?] ego is nine, I'm a fucking american psycho. Lucky number seven, six million' So seven, leaving skeletons [?]. this reveal post, [?] I killed him, propped them behind a wheel. When I ditched his last words, you need to see doctor' Cannibal, tragic, and more dramatic,' Defrost the [?] smack the shit out of you and refreeze it, Call it the first murder remix, kill him, revive him, I'll live him, [?] You should totally sting that police officer with a sling, 'inside my head and not the police, it sting Be wrapped around my finger when I'm working on the moon' [Chorus: x2] Am I a psycho? Am I a psycho? Yeah, I'm a psycho I guess I'm a psycho!

Life's Been Good

EAGLES "Hell Freezes Over"
I have a mansion Forget the price Ain't never been there They tell me it's nice I live in hotels Tear out the walls I have accountants Pay for it all They say I'm crazy but I have a good time I'm just looking for clues at the scene of the crime Life's been good to me so far My Maserati Does one eighty-five I lost my license Now I don't drive I have a limo Ride in the back I lock the doors In case I'm attacked I'm making records My fans they can't wait They write me letters Tell me I'm great So I got me an office Gold records on the wall ust leave a message Maybe I'll call Lucky I'm the same after all I've been through (Everybody sing) I'm cool (He's cool) I can't complain but sometimes I still do Life's been good to me so far I go to parties Sometimes until four It's hard to leave When you can't find the door It's tough to handle This fortune and fame Everybody's so different I haven't changed They say I'm lazy but it takes all my time (Everybody sing) Oh yeah (Oh yeah) I keep on going guess I'll never know why Life's been good to me so far baby, inside the Sad Cafe.

Life's Been Good

JOE WALSH "But Seriously Folks..."
Life's Been Good Joe Walsh I have a mansion, forget the price Ain't never been there, they tell me it's nice I live in hotels, tear out the walls I have accountants pay for it all They say I'm crazy but I have a good time I'm just looking for clues at the scene of the crime Life's been good to me so far My Maserati does one-eighty-five I lost my license, now I don't drive I have a limo, ride in the back I lock the doors in case I'm attacked I make hit records, my fans they can't wait They write me letters, tell me I'm great So I got me an office, gold records on the wall Just leave a message, maybe I'll call Lucky I'm sane after all I've been through (Everybody say “I'm cool'......'He's cool') I can't complain but sometimes I still do Life's been good to me so far I go to parties, sometimes until four It's hard to leave when you can't find the door It's tough to handle this fortune and fame Everybody's so different, I haven't changed They say I'm lazy but it takes all my time (Everybody say “Oh, yeah'..... “Oh, yeah') I keep on goin' guess I'll never know why Life's been good to me so far Yeah, yeah, yeah

Death Messiah

JEDI MIND TRICKS "A History Of Violence"
[Chorus] Did protons and electrons create the earth? Or did Allah meditate and create it's birth? Is everyday in this place a curse? Or should I pray on my knees and ebrace it's dirt? (yeah) I don't know if there's a reason I'm here, I feel the only thing that's driving me is reason and fear. (yeah) And seeing death to me conceiveably near, So I don't give a fuck what you think bout me reachin from fear. (Damn) I don't worry anymore about what my friends do, I have a more urgent matter to attend to. Is there something there bigger when I die and vanish? That weaves everyone and everything into a canvas? I'm not smart enough to think I have a resolution, I'll never be a man with meteokre constitution. My father told me that blood and power intoxicate, And that tearity is a product of his fathers hate. [Chorus] I'm recognized of giving the sins of the father, And recognized what's built and what stems from the author. Understand man is not a machine, He needs a surface and a purpose and a reason for being. Either way I'm going to stick with my fam', Regardless of my sick dream of a ridiculous man. And I'm becoming more indifferent every day, As soon as I lean all the questions have faded away. Some of the things I said I hated to say, But blame yourself mother fucker you made it this way. I don't think I would even if I was able to stay, I don't think you could I would sit to the angles and pray. But everybody's got to deal with theyself, If they cut another throat for them, material welts. If it's a problem are you man enough to deal with the help? Or are you destin for the darkness of concealing yourself? (yeah) [Chorus] I'm trying to deal with the thirty years I spent in prison, Not the physical because of accidentalism. I've backed myself into a previous lead deposition, When all I ever had to do is just repent and listen. Why can't everybody leave me alone, I'm the only one who'd really need to see that I've grown. You ain't smart enough to see what I know, Id like to stab myself and let me fuckin bleed til' I go. But I'm too scared what would happen on the other side, Trying to fight the good fight how many of us died? I don't know if I trust the people that hang with me. Is it god, or is it the big bang theory? I know some really good people and they slang near me, But I don't think that comically they should hang really. At thirty years old I don't have base yet, And I ain't got out of the belly of the beast yet. [Chorus]

Purple Rain

J. COLE
Hey hey hey Hey hey hey Yeah hey Bright lights, big dreams Nice night or so it seems Stroll in the club with her tight fit jeans Praying that she might get seen by a nigga with a contract With a sports team or just a nigga that you figure could afford things Like more rings for her fingers She used to fuck singers but said they too soft, just copped a new loft For you walk into her crib got to take her shoes off Thats only step one your dress is next hun You say your kid sleep, I don't want no step son But lead the way to your bed room, king size bed so we got leg room She give Queen like head so we got head room, my God Than I work her like its my job Her moans are like music to my ears ipod And than I hit the door, cause baby I got to go Oh yeah don't act like you don't know I know you've been through this before Check it, I make the rich bitch beg Make the good girl steal Make the old ladies blush Make the young hoes squeal For real, for real Good girl huh, father was a preacher Sent her off to college thought I got her on a leash though From the outside though, them girls be the squeakiest You get 'em inside them girls be the freakiest Mischievous, downright devious Say she want cake I got all the right ingredients Running round fronting like a pure white virgin Gave a nigga dome while her father gave a Sermon Amen, let the choir sing She be walking round campus like the quiet thing So niggas scared to approach when they admiring Man if they know like I know she got that fire thing Pour a little OJ with some P-trone I'm feeling ok, but homie she's gone When remmy Rev called she just ignore him I had her calling on God till the weed And than I hit the door nigga Cause baby I got to go Oh yeah don't act like you don't know I know you've been through this before Check it, I make the rich bitch beg Make the good girl steal Make the old ladies blush Make the young hoes squeal For real, for real

Still Hatin

JADAKISS
Handgun on the hip you know I got the AR High profile from the hood on the radar You ridin over here, I dont know if they are I still cant believe a record company can pay y'all I aint gotta tell you whats good you should cop this Hospital beds, gernies wood boxes Top chefs, great attorneys, good doctors Movies that were made on the block got Hood Oscars Yea, im gettin mine on the back end Unwrap em' weigh em' and put em' back in Yup, cause even the best die, Break a few of em down but im lettin the rest fly Goin thru changes, but they are not dangerous Get dope money but speakin cocaine game language Explain this, either you soft or a criminal The murder rate got the hate on subliminal Always raspy till the day they blast me Im project elevator hallway nasty He don do half he need all his cash be Put a nigga in the casket off cast be Im all in the Daily News checkin out Jeter Two Pits off the leash Quadna then Benita And you keep lyin thats why its hard to believe ya Gon need a free safety to guard the reciever Now, when you dealin with a clown Only pay your respect before they put him in the ground When the birds land nigga guess who put em in the town So the pitchers is out, guess who put em on the mound 3 button purple label go wit the cargo A African American version of Pablo Niggas still hatin they can kiss my ass Get a hard on when I count that cash Still hatin they can kiss my ass [x2]

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