PSXCHE

By ONIMETSU

Released on September 15, 2018

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[Verse l]

The lil nigga back up in it yeah

Got that ninth hall me on me know that I'm wit it uh

Pandemic that shit I'm spittin

Hope you watchin the throne cause I'm finna go get it

All these fuck niggas that I'm shittin on

Pussies like they name was mittens get they kitten on

Bank account lookin twisted, kill billions

Oni still the fuckin trillest, get the trillions

Pillage and kill instrumentals

Hit em with the metal

Droppin seeds like fennel

Pull your muscle strings, Geppeto

Bloody cherry petals

Oni, as in Devil

Call it hansel gretal

When I’m with your bitch

I’m whipping in her kettle, ooh

Pop a niggas vessels

Bitch I’m making treble

Get up on my level

Beat go bang

Trappin out the bay

Fuck niggas get out my way

Bitch I'm lurking for the pay

Throw shade and its DOA

Weak niggas can't fuck with my gang

I slay when I'm in it

Chop beats up like yay

No delay on the finish, bust nuts on the game

Shouts to yo girl, Ella gata muy bueno

She stay on my johnson like my name was Ray

(Chorus)

Shit so mean

Serve it to the fiends

In the cut like scene

This the team

Niggas rep that east

Z we reign supreme

Shit so mean

Serve it to the fiends

In the cut like scene

This the team

Niggas rep that east

Zodiac some beasts

Plan to the Death Star Im going right in

On Rogue One, I'm the one, told y'all fuckers again

Shoryuken, Hadoken, bitch I cheese for the win

If you get on my nerves, I might hit Kaioken

Namaste, nah, no, fuck that, I'm angry, I blow back

Who is you, Bojack, go home with a toe tag

Extinct like the nomads, that's word to my gonads

I'm flame like prince Zuko, but y'all niggas know that

Nigga Im a problem

Flame like Dhalsim

Bitches at my whim, boy I'm Drake wit Controlla

Break these niggas ankles like a motherfucking bola

Get up out the spot, hostile takeover

And fuck these punk niggas

And bitches who fuck wit us

But we don't fuck wit em

Cause we be up sittin

The skyscraper villains

My soul beam and glisten

Like Shulk, seen the vision

The psxche the illest

God Damn


[ Verse 2 ]

Take a puff

Pass that

Nevermind don't smoke bitch

I'll take a coke tho

While I skate where da wax at

Take a sip while I'm sitting and wait for cash to start hitting

Get famous for clever spitting

And tokin, nah scratch that

No tucks

Said the nigga with asthma

No fucks

I'm not looking to smash

Unless it's Nintendo

Keep it hundred bendo

Slendo is how I count my cash stacks

Get it?

It's YA man on the beat

Oni made mayhem on the beat

Weigh in like a gram on the beat

Damn right you know ya boy been straight

Slaying on the beat

Rising up like yeast, whole team finna feast

Rap around niggas in my jungle like a mothafucking viper in the cypher defecation get to wiping

Imma steal ya bitch like swiper, no swiping, writing at night, when I'm typing call it a bite to ya ears, my nigga Mike Tyson

Give a couple years and I’ll set fire to the stages

Dropping bars upon these niggas I was lifting faulty cages

I'm so ill that if I'm coughing, got you praying it's contagious

I'm so sick my nigga call me number zero of the patients

I'm toxic like I'm acid boric pouring, all these rappers boring

Bass with the ph with a side of clever metaphors

I don't give a fuck I'm the polar opposite of porn

I guarantee that you’ll hear this shit and then you'll fuckin ask for more


[Chorus]

Shit so mean

Serve it to the fiends

In the cut like scene

This the team

Niggas rep that east

Z we reign supreme

Shit so mean

Serve it to the fiends

In the cut like scene

This the team

Niggas rep that east

Zodiac some beasts


[Verse lll]

Imma go getter

Lame brain dope spitter

The whole place lit up

When the mic got bit up

A at the the top

No ladder how did I get up

When I got in the game niggas just split up

You want beef? Mama had a chicken and a cow

So your girl gets the cock and you get knocked the fuck out

Tokin this inhaler

Exhale that sounds pretty loud

Bitches birds like they last name foul

Gas

Hit the pedal

Fast

Hit the come up

Then we blow up

Blast Off

With the last song

That's how we do it

No Class

In the morning

Graduated

Know we on it

Flow smooth like a comet

Bomb droppin, bitch, atomic

Money on my mind, left lobe a peso

Two niggas in ya head like you had schitzo

Hit em with the psyche, fucking with ya mental

Mental keep it fresh

New bag of mentos