[Intro]
From the depths of Hell
Comes the muthaf**in b**h k**a
The diary of a madman
In case you didn't know you fuccin wit a psycho
[Verse 1 X-Raided]
A crazy n***a'll write some "Psycho Active" n***a sh**
k**in b**hes and n***as that actually think that they can get with this
Figurin they kiss a dick step but never come close
To the n***a that's known for poppin the muthaf**in mos
Voices in the head is the reason that I'm k**in
I'm lovin the way my .9 split your a** up like a prism
I'm crazy as f** you shoulda known I'm hella locco
If you f** with me I guarantee I'm gonna smoke yo a**
Casue I blast with my 9 millimeter
If I can't beat ya
The gat will defeat ya
If my bullet reach ya
Straight to your forehead your dead in your grave
It's time to meet Grim Reaper
A n***a like the X Loc no joke though
So hold 4 yo hoe
I let the b**h k**in go and turn into a nympho
But no I don't think so
I gots to k** all b**hes
Is it cause I'm crazy, or living with that siccness?
That siccness - that cure, I really don't think there is one
The only way to k** yourself is a s**a pound of gizzun
And I am not the wizzun
To go out like a prison
I guess I'm gonna die from that siccness, I'm dizzun
[Verse 2 (Either S.A.C. or Cyco Loc or Young Meek)]
My siccness, my siccness, I'm out to get paid
If you gots to rip up sh** I'm slangin raiser blades
Cause I don't give a f** who you f** up
Just reach down deep my n***a and give that buck up
A Heights n***a own that money and power trips up
You gotta let your nuts hang cause mine is scrapin cement
It's the siccness
I gotta k** a cracker with the quickness
Like walk into his house like a stranger
I grabbed a white b**h by her neck out of anger
The husband came in, I see no pecawood steppin
I didn;t say sh** I let my tech do the checkin
The sight was scandalous the way I left these muthaf**as
I lynched em both and had em hangin from a rubber
(SAC is straight filled with that siccness)
[Interlude- X-Raided]
Born in the muthaf**in Gardens
Baby k**in til there's blood all over the room
Kickin that deuce-four sh** and smokin n***as for the funk up
[Verse 3 Brotha Lynch Hung]
That siccness kicks in that n***a that n***a that raise the sh** grips
The realer the n***a the siccness clicks
My n***a the roughness rips
And I'm what you call a muthaf**in prophet
Muthaf**as want the rip style but ain't sayin sh**
I got them n***as on the fiend
Give em a little to f** with them have em fading for the substance
n***as'll smoke spliff but won't develop a siccness
Lynch ya ignored n***a check first
I held em at gunpoint broke raw
The muthaf**in baby k**as gunsmoke led
Straight to the baby's head
My nostrils flare
Veins peak
The muthaf**in .9 went boom
Brains leak
The n***a Lynch's siccness kicked in punk
From the wretched of baby brains
Leakin from the chrome you won't know what's goin on unless ya peeped at "n***a Deep" verse
That's causin fits
So when I get the 12 gauge and start pumpin it
Infants - the desolate's fiend for d**h to hit lean
Grip the clip mean
Rip the sh** out of a n***a's spleen
Full of full hate
Mickeys on my 08
Drinkin muthaf** dank
Smokin n***as up crank
Slangin a** n***a from the deuce-four Gardens
Give em a bit of a wicked n***a to rip a 12 heart and
It's a siccness
That n***a Chaos hit me with the greens and sh**
And I gave birth
Wicked with that muthaf**in siccness
[Verse 4] (Either S.A.C. or Cyco Loc or Young Meek)
Siccness
Doin it on my own since I was 12 and Go'd my witness
That's what it's like f** my child servant but that's my business
Ask me how I'm livin but I never say
If I was to tell ya then ya wouldn't listen anyway
In '84 a gang of n***as from LA came
I put my quarter in to start to start the dope game
I got the plug and then I hooked it with my partner E
We hit the books we hit the spot location was the G
Born with that siccness so that siccness runnin through my blood
And danger not I reside and give to feed my love
You have that siccness, that siccness make ya blast with the quickness same restraint with the intentions I'mma hit this
Cause every weekend at the club n***as comin there
With they f**in .22s bustin in the air
A little somethin from ya bank to make the b**hes holla
I set the sh** out to myself the Meadowview balla
[Interlude- X-Raided]
My n***a PeeWee Loc
Finna kick that k**a sh** you know what I'm sayin
n***as crazy as f**
And dyin of that siccness
[Verse 5 PeeWee Loc)
(That siccness, That siccness)
That siccness kicks in
Cisco on my breath now I'm headin a pint of Gin
Drunk as f** will I last til tomorrow
Babys and fumes now I'm livin in the bottle (The bottle)
Time's up caught slippin in a fantasy
Mind gone (Brain gone)
No sense of reality
Sane or insane which one will a n***a try
(187 I'm seeing psycho in PeeWee's eyes)
Split personality now it's time for a f**in change
Locs on in the dark and I don't know my f**in name
Deeper and deeper into the bottle I'm thinkin about suicide
(k**in the next n***a to tell the truth I don't wanna die)
I sit cryin in the corner
sh** got me trippin
I grab my .9 for some led
(I got ya clip we can't be slippin)
Slap the extra clip in, nobody here to stop me
Psycho k**in PeeWee, and PeeWee wants to pop me
.9 to the head and I'm drippin sweat
(Psycho you won't do it, PeeWee Loc you want to bet)
In the corner still trippin
Thoughts keep on cloudin me
I'm at the point of no return
Ha-ha, I'm out
[Verse 6 X-Raided]
That siccness
I k**ed 50 people and they hautin me
I sit in the middle of a star with some candles lit thinkin
Maybe I should do that
It's k**in me softly my brain is gone and it ain't comin back
I coulda swore I saw my n***a Psycho standin over me
I know it wasn't him cause he's been buried for a week
The silence of the black sheep
Deep in the middle of the night I start to sweat
Window wide open with two holes in my neck
And can't nobody tell me sh**, Loc cause every time I close my eyes I hear Psycho say:
("Yo cuz I thought we had a deal")
Mouth wrapped around the barrel and I taste steel