Myki - Psycho Killa Lyrics

Y'all heard of my shit, murdering every verse that I spit
I twirl on a pip, then flip these sick perverted ass hits
Hit you with wicked written bars, harder than the ones in prison
Thinking this ain't the shit? You can lick my dick till it's jizzin'
Living with shitty habits like burning through ciggie packets
And murdering little rabbits then turning 'em into jackets
Working acts of magic gacked on thirty tabs of acid
Any faggot tryna match it's gettin' slashes from a hatchet
Smashing hash jays, slaying when my gats spray
And I get mo' butts than a f*ckin' ashtray
I'm slinging zip locked whip rocks in your block
Picking locks, clicking thick glocks, hitting liquor shops
Chill as a monk puffing blunts full of skunk
Sluts munching on my junk 'til they drunk off the spunk
F*ck oath I punch crushed bumps
N' publicly munt once a month, suck my nuts, cunts

Hit the reefer, cop a misdemeanour
Meet ya, skeet inside your beaver then proceed to beat ya
Titty squeezer, bedroom pleaser
I get mo' head than Ted Bundy's freezer
Serving the heat when I burst on the scene
Words that I speak make ya turn in your sleep
Slurring my words as I'm burning these trees
Slurp on ya bird 'til the girl squirts in my sheets
Murder the beats like I'm Dexter
Tempted to make an attempt to step to me? I'll neck ya!
Y'all could never get to the level of this lecture
Venture in my sector, get ya wetter than the leisure centre
Severing the heads of every one of my contenders
Shredding 'em like lettuce in blenders, dead n' dismembered
Heavy on the remi 'til the shells is empty
Pop them caps in yo ass, just like shelving MD