Psypher '17 (Juggalo Love) [feat. Lyte, Big Hoodoo & Ouija Macc]

One fucking question: Tell me, where my Juggalos at? This life is a blessing thank God that I chose rap Wicked clowns in your town know that the shows packed Down 'til I'm in the ground everybody knows that Fill 'em when I get it So you better get the medic I'm about to blow motherfuckers wig back - dig that Breaking ya bones like a twig- crack Put it in the box like a Big Mac run and tell the pigs that I said "Fuck the police til I'm dead!" At least I'm a beast in my head I'm violent Cause a riot, now bye Fed! (?) Stress took away 'cause I got it down dead rook Know that I'm fresh loose (?) Higher and higher and this flow she die for And I know this hydro that I blow is fire Just like a pyro, so check out my bio I'm horned like a rhino and women admire Young lizzle, hotter than the sun (sizzle), bout to do my thug dizzle Blow up like scum missile Psychopathic hearthrob Heart guy- I could make a tongue drizzle Thats official. Professional juggalo prolo Fuck on my demons its a no-no Respect that logo This show, hoe, what I stand fo' Psychopathic breakers my fam-o Better watch, I'm about to eat ammo Cause I am the Juggalo Rambo Underground down, like a manhole The mainstream cannot handle I got shit for brains, I'm switching lanes With the hatchet man sticker on the fambo (?) Car full of hoes Get swiped like barcodes Bottle full of narcos Up on the cieling at Harpos Only at our shows I'm a rockstar slash monstar I know I'm goin' fuckin' high star I got a show to wreck, psychopathic soul to check Your city I'mma bop hard Then I stun a motherfucker, you ain't even gotta wonder I'mma hit you with that thunder I'm Godzilla! Fuck you, my squadrilla Deep past that mob killa Hoodoo Hoo, Clay, Shaggz, J, Lyte and that Ninja Ouija Its all over, never weepy Say at the door when you see me Fuck the TV, the radio, this only for a select few The only way I'll ever bury this hatchet is deep in your neck when I END YOU Throw up ya sign Blow up your n9ne Paw, pap, click, pop! Skull, cap, spit, slop! Fall back, click, chop! All that, slick, pop! Draw, gat, kick, drop! Jaw, jack, get shot! Sword play and quick stomp! It seems the demon lives deep inside of me Crying inside to Kill kill kill! Deep in my heart 'Cause its got a deep part Please, I oughta be promising that I oughta be killed Throbbing my arteries Always it startles me Sure to be murder and Kill kill kill! Gotta be outta me Shocker, lobotomy! I can't take this side of me I wanna be Well see, its Juggalo love If you're not a Juggalo And you got a lotta bullshit A whole lotta hoe shit Nobody know that ya owe shit I know a whole lotta old shit Got a whole lot of bullshit Kinda wanna throw shit Kinda wanna throat slit Kinda wanna go get a 4'5th and hold it Load it Run up in silo and explode it Down the road into a Benny (?) and unload it Oh shit - you so lit Blow shit in half and laugh - They don't know shit! Smoke shit, go kid Full clip, a wall of glass, you broke it! Dope shit! Hokus pokus, need to fokus- no, don't blow this please! Triggers squeezing, chokin', On these enemies croaking, bleeding, soaking! Greedy wiper, we be tokin' Screaming "heed the viper!" In deep and the occupied and hyper Need a butt fails to go been a sniper Who proceeded to open fire - BLAOW! Now you need a diper! If you really think the fam' ain't right for you Then bleed as this damn Psypher do! We fat chicks, hicks, black kids, clits Psychics, bikers, dykers, fags Slackers, crackers, junkies, druggies Thugs, scrubs, rubber necks and hacks Slugs, hackers, bums, lackers Winners, sinners, tweekers, drag queens Richies, bitches, geezers, giddies Jerks, ex-birds, fats, flirts and gypsies! But with ADD, HIV, Pepsi, epilepsy, asthma, stress and sex Arthiritis, meningitis, crones, herpes, scabies and bitch tits We movers, shakers, plumbers, painters, undertakers, pizza makers Lumberjacks, nuns for crack, some get slapped and stumble back! But we real to each other (Buss 'em up, buss 'em up, slug 'em up, Slug 'em up, fuck 'em up, fuck 'em up) And we die for each other! (Gag 'em up, gag 'em up, slug 'em up, Slug 'em up, back 'em up, back 'em up) Ride 'em out (Ride 'em out) Take 'em out (Take 'em out) Drag 'em out (Drag 'em out) Break it out (Break it out) Chop it up (Chop it up) Risk takes! Lop it up, drop it in fish snacks! My flows paint a portrait Vividly, heaven's gate My homeboys is insane literally Leather Face I spit pure cocaine let it mentally resonate It starts to sink in watch you physically levitate Juggalo love and its universal My styles authentic and my words are hurtful Truth when I give it, no gimmic, raw with it, all in it, y'all get it Real fucking with the fama'! Just cocaine and gang load of ammo is all I keep on me Please don't sleep on me Undergroung overlord combat is my sport, Front line in a war then when your ready for it I'm rolling deep with fam, loading up the yappa Niggas cover up when the Reaper start yelling like Chewbakka Hoodoo suited up and dressed to kill I ain't nothing but a mobster I go hard fo' the juggalo nation Spit in the face of anyone who want to say somethin' otherwise Ride high when I fly by with my guys All to so hell 'bouta break loose Show you how to make moves like a double O G from the hood Low key everybody know me I've been getting my grind on Detroit hit my bat with me before I signed on I've got the whole city down ready to ride on Juggalo love everybody can vibe on (vibe on) It's juggalo love because that shit lasts Every other love was shut off You disagree? Well, fuck your bitch ass You can fuck the fucking fuck the fuck off You lick balls and it get soft Ill sock your whole head bald- wig off Rock your lid off, get head tossed get lost get kick in your lip gloss I'll take the hit to the halls that I ripped off When a bitch made my balls in a quick wash With a dick payed raw, so I lipped off Switchblade to his jaw, made his shit fall I dipped in his rip and zipped off I kick balls and slit pussy lip walls You told me to get lost, 'cause I get sauce And fuck this girl in the butt 'til my dick soft She like dick sauce, her clit's soft, man! So she get tossed, then shit can Try to beat it up and lost 'cause the chick bossed Left in my drawers backwards, criss cross! (Jump!) Get the wig wash, to a stick clause Dope, black, fat, Rick Ross! My shit (?), big costs So cold on a room my shit frosts Straight to the chop chop Nope, never got pop Juggalo love move anything you got My brother (?) Juggalo love everytime you hear the beat pound Everyday we put our feet down to the street sound From Guantanamo Bay to Greek town Its Juggalo love but it won't turn your freak down! Ladies and Gentlemen! From the Label that runs beneath the streets We present to you the latest and greatest hatchet man! From the transfers of Detroit murderous By way of Sin City, Las Vegas, OUIJA!!! Ay hold up Coming up in the bitch swangin' Leaving ya fucking head rangin' Hey wait Hatchet man hangin' All on my necc and that motherfuccer blangin' Pull up or shut the fucc up cause you Know that you busters ain't finna do nothing Couple of holes in your face and I'm Lighting your fuckin' ass up like a pumpkin Can't believe that is a vegetable And you are no longer able to function Kicking that baby spit I wonder who dick you've been sucking Thinking its gravy bitch I got that biscuit and I'm dunking (boom) Bunch of killers in the function Pile of haters in the dungeon Homie shit we bout to crush em' You fucking stupid if you thought we wasn't Lyte with me bout to rush em' Kill em' all end of discussion Suckers claiming what they ain't Leave em' dripping like some paint I ain't even gotta rap I was waiting for the shank Taking wicked shit back Y'all been making that shit fake Sneak dissing little bitches we ain't even in debate Pop off and get knocked off ya nose chopped off in yo face Hop off in that moth coffin get you bra off of me bitch Who in the fuck did you thought it Was living the bottom of every murderer Ouija the goblin the demon the gurgalar Thought they were burglar they never heard of her Creature like me I'm unheard of Jump on a track like a hurdler Foreign bitch in a chopper Sin city baby burn it up They found a third of the bitch that I killed In the woods but they never discovered the cabin I got your bitch in a cabin She off a bean and she laughing Next thing she blowing my phone up Asking me what the fucc happened Sorry fell off of the wagon Raiding into the medicine cabinet Comet with a come up bullshit but I'm Crushing any fucking thinking they fronting me My moment has arrived Duck and I slide Juggalo love on my side That shit ain't ever gon' die Run up on me and my posse we gon' see Whats poppin' when I let my chopper decide Bullets collide Crumble your skeleton bloody to jelly tin Who wanna die Better hope all y'all hear this shit Ouija Macc came here to peel this shit Never been shot but I drilled this shit Zip the body bag up when I kill this shit For the knockoff brand trying to steal that shit For the mainstream trying to conceal that shit Frontin' on me you a stale ass bitch You gonna ask yourself why you did that shit No implants this some real ass shit The whole gang in the game bout to spill this shit People in the back won't miss this shit like The blind dude braile you can feel this shit Sure we need some barbed-wire to rip this shit Fatality mode let me finish it Never forget who the family is and The place you discovered the wicked shit I just wanna celebrate (Cause Juggalos don't die!) I just wanna celebrate (Cause we '17'in!) I just wanna celebrate (Cause Juggalos don't die!) I just wanna celebrate (Yeah, motherfucker!) Ay, we better than glitter Quit pressing albums up, you shouldn't litter! Yeah, straight wicked shit spinners Juggalo Love for life, no quitters!