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letra de psychoactive - cody manson

psychoactive lyrics
[verse 1: cody manson]
look into the eyes of a sick f-ck (sick f-ck)
everybody hands up, this a stickup (stickup)
you talk a lot of sh-t but then you b-tch up
you got a big mouth i got big nuts (big nuts)
my mind state is bipolar
i’m strapped up like five soldiers
on blotter papers and king cobra
i’m f-cked up, i’m not sober
step inside the ring and it’s a knockout (knockout)
i’m going hard in the paint, you can’t box out (box out)
you never catch me slipping unless you catch me with your b-tch
and she just sitting with her mouth wide open and my c-ck out
every day is a psychosis psychiatrist couldn’t diagnose this
chain gang that’s a hypnosis
heard they throwing shade but i never noticed
take a dab blow off the smoke
i’m the grim reaper without the cloak
the next one that says my music sucks i’ma shove this microphone down they throat
i walk in the venue and start a riot
dreads swinging like a f-cking pirate
i was masked up way before the virus
slow and painful i k!ll in silence

[chorus: cody manson]
welcome to the mind of a savage
trippy raindrops black magic
i got nothing to lose, i never had sh-t
b-tch i rep trife life to the casket
psychoactive! psychoactive! psychoactive!
b-tch i rep trife life to the casket
welcome to the mind of a savage
trippy raindrops black magic
i got nothing to lose, i never had sh-t
b-tch i rep trife life to the casket
psychoactive! psychoactive! psychoactive!
b-tch i rep trife life to the casket
[verse 2: cody manson]
maim you’re name in the game cuz i play to win (play to win)
i took me some l’s trying to make an m
i’m down to make money f-ck making friends
if it ain’t ’bout business, got nothing to say to them (say to them)
b-tch i’m an alien (alien)
they say that i’m crazy, i’m out of my cranium
i’m seeing demons, they know i’m not afraid of them
laugh in they faces while burning in pentagrams (yeah! yeah!)
when i was down and out i’d bag a picture just to sell a gram (yeah! yeah!)
i used to be the one to run up on you at the atm (yeah! yeah!)
them haters want to stop my shine but can’t cuz i’m too radiant (yeah! yeah!)
acting like they high but they were likely soft as baby sh-t
i know, i know, i’m psycho, psycho
i’ll burn this b-tch down, i’m a pyro, pyro
uh oh, uh oh, call the five-o, five-o
you can tell i’m in here dredging a rifle, rifle
the policeman said that i’m a culprit
they want to arrest me, lock me up in the bullpen
i’m tripping faces, say the full strip
it’s safe to say that i am back on my bullsh-t

- cody manson

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