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letra de how ya gonna reason with a psycho (psycho mix) - insane poetry

[intro]
the possession of ones mind by the devil is a horrifying specter

[chorus 1: cyco]
how ya gonna reason with a psycho?
yo, how ya gonna reason with a psycho?
yo, how ya gonna reason with a psycho?
tell me how in the world you’re gonna reason with a psycho
how ya gonna reason with a psycho?
yo, how ya gonna reason with a psycho?
yo, how ya gonna reason with a psycho?
now tell me, how you’re gonna reason with a psycho
[verse 1: cyco]
this is a song from a gruesome rapper
written from the blood of the psycho himself
one maniac brother, head hunter
vision of a beast, the priests worst nightmare
brought to life at the midnight hour
on the darkest night on earth, a mothеr gave birth
in the surroundings of a hungry animal sector
somе say my father was hannibal lecter
only moms knows the truth about me
only her soul can set my soul free
from the demented mind i carry
i keep getting crazy visions in my head after i was dead
at age five i started threatening lives
using ropes, chains, and even butcher knives
not a normal kid is what i get for being born
playing with tarot cards and ouija boards
young cyco growing up straight wicked
you just asked yourself, why do i act like that?
ask my mom, she might now
but she’ll tell ya
how ya gonna reason with a psycho?

[chorus 2: cyco]
how ya gonna reason with a psycho?
yo, how ya gonna reason with a psycho?
yo, how ya gonna reason with a psycho?
tell me how in the world you’re gonna reason with a psycho
how ya gonna reason with a psycho?
yo, how ya gonna reason with a psycho?
yo, how ya gonna reason with a psycho?
tell me how in the world you’re gonna reason with a psycho
[verse 2: cyco]
i’m a serial k!ller on the loose, yes
and then the cops don’t know where i’ma strike next
last house i left was a nice hit
stabbed the sucker thirty times with an ice pick
9/11 look baffled, became perplexed at the sight of a bl–dy body, the game stihs si
it’s a manson-style murder you know
and one time can’t figure out my m.o
grim vough was a sly with a tag on his feet
on a stretcher covered by a white sheet
i just thought of the next house for the slaughter
better pray that your daughter ain’t at her crib
i just wait and creep with the patience
laying low on her bas-m-nt
she got caught slipping taking a bubble bath
drug her down the stairs, tied her ass up to a wooden chair
then she knew i was a psychotic lunatic
begging and pleading for her life didn’t help a bit
i came to k!ll for a thrill, not for your wealth
before i cut your throat, just ask yourself

[chorus 3: cyco]
how ya gonna reason with a psycho?
yo, how ya gonna reason with a psycho?
yo, how ya gonna reason with a psycho?
tell me how in the world you’re gonna reason with a psycho
how ya gonna reason with a psycho?
yo, how ya gonna reason with a psycho?
yo, how ya gonna reason with a psycho?
tell me, how you’re gonna reason with a psychotic lunatic
[bridge: cyco]
uh, yeah, i’m a maniac psycho
uh, yeah, haha, i’m a maniac psycho
uh, yeah, i’m a maniac psycho
uh, yeah, how ya gonna reason with a maniac psycho

[verse 3: cyco]
june 6th, the sixth month, at 6:00 p.m., that’s when the mayhem will begin
i haven’t done a homicide in twelve days
now i’m riding down the streets of l.a
packing a ten double m ready to let off
just itching to blow somebodies head off
people pass but i’m looking for a bigger score
aw tihs, i spot a open liquor store
park the car, step in with a big coat
walked to the back, pull my tinsel and wolb saggin
boom, was the sound, a sucker fell down
i keep ’em, god he had a point, but with the ground
the cashier hit the alarm but got caught
put my tin to his head and said “what you thought!?”
he saw my piece, but bullets are surmountable
don’t make a move, i’ll put your brains on the counter fool
open your mouth, i shoved the pistol down his throat
the sucker just shook like a scared goat
ain’t no mercy given or even thought
before i blow your mothergnickuf head off ask yourself

[verse 4: cyco]
yo, grim reality’s the name of our l.p
written by the cyco, streek and emdee
insane poetry, bringing you one step closer to the edge of insanity
this is just a smidgen of what the album’s like g
and i’m stalking with the nightbreed
never stop until the suckers is all dead
two serial rap k!llers with bald heads
plus i’m dropping body, chopping lyrics
for the suckers out there who are rap critics
so let’s soak in the madness of the rhyme
but some are scared of that because of the terror tracks
and these lyrics are straight graphic
plus i’m swinging my mic like it’s a hatchet
cutting up the rules g
yo, listening to my lyrics is like watching a horror movie
uh, terror beyond control
unleashing the fury of a thousand crazy souls
the morbid mind of a basket case
with the word death written on my face
yo, place my unholy doctrine by the dead and then forgotten suckers lying rotting under the earth
mama gave birth to a psycho
now that you know me, how ya gonna reason with a psycho? (psycho, psycho, psycho, psycho, psycho, psycho, psycho)

- insane poetry

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