Psycho Drama - Lethal Weapon lyrics

Yung Buk Oh yes I'm lethal I make my sh** equal to no one Like shogun I blow one I don't rap I flow son You cain't f** wit my criteria Cuz in my high school cafeteria I'm known as superior But now I rock stages I used to rock the cover of books But now I open'em up and rock them pages Ma**ive dope sh** I drop and brother's not comprehendin That's why this n***a raps like it ain't no endin No brother can two upon the one Cuz I'm the n***a who recked the Chi And locked it up when I was done You wanna funky rhyme you ain't gotta force me A young n***a droppin sh** like a horse G I take your crew and wipe'em like mildew And as for you I got a cla** that slaughter too You can sit your a** down and learn the bits of this psychodrama sh** That you cain't f** wit Correct so when I inject all you b**hes keep steppin Cuz I'm a lethal weapon Chorus: Yung Buk, NewSense As lethal as I'm flexin n***as still talkin bout who dat? (who dat?) So the next time I bust a cap It'll be on you black As lethal as I'm flexin n***as still talkin bout who dat? (who dat?) So the next time I bust a cap It'll be on you black We gettin that motherf**er PsychoDrama, too much for the industry to handle PsychoDrama, too much for the industry to handle PsychoDrama, too much for the industry to handle Verse Two: I'm versatile wit my style This juvenile can come harder And kick some wicked sh** as fat as Nell Carter When I flow my rhymes grow like a embryo Still fa sho and then come back like your feenin' hoe You wonderin who's the best Some punk might say maybe me But when I flex I'm drastic like casualty I'm straight underground No n***a can take mine f** a b**h man I'm sleepin wit a tech nine I bury a body and break a b**hes back Cuz you's a sad a** You sissy soft s**er I'm a bad a** n***aro And I figured yo you cain't hang wit my mental slang Hell yeah I shoot that motherf**in thang I'm hard as f** so motherf**ers disbelieve And got mo' hoes than Santa Claus on Christmas Eve You can not f** wit me your homie will say yes he's right I'll take your rep, your b**h, you'll flip from me like Jesse White And love ya tender I bend a body like a fender And to them b**hes front to back ain't no surrender Here never Chorus 2x Verse 3: Any and every punk b**h thats fake I leave'em soggy like corn flakes Motherf**ers try and die wrapped to your brainwave b**h itty itty bang bang sh** static dismissed n***aro f** yourself up because you f**in wit this ill sh** I won't blow you a kiss I punch in your f**in mouth b**h n***a just chill or catch the steal fist Now when I says I'm a Yung Buk Don't get an idea n***a f**in That you can come and f** wit this here The sh** that I kick ain't simple A n***a layin in the river dead wit his dick drilled in his temple I guess that's how it's gotta be n***as jumpin up and gettin they a** played like the lottery Dialog fonky punk you fail to realize Diggin through your crackerjacks and sh** try to find the prize But ain't no prize fool Yeah you can get your a** bucked by a n***a fresh outta high school Wit dialog to k** you like a hog Chase you like a dog Slit your throat and drink your blood like egg nog And thats a still Psychodrama, yeah that other sh** Recognize b**h ChiTown, ChiTown Chorus 2x