Sonny Sandoval - On The Grind lyrics

Psycho Realm, P.O.D., Boo-yah Tribe. What? What? My soul is payable on d**h, the flow I'm layin' here is deaf Mics come with a teflon vest, my words wreck I'm a Psycho, ill with the voco-loco. Heard a sick pedo noco noco by coasta logo Gas mask with the gangsta strollo Got a piece that will match the chrome D's on my low-low Total chaos, you think that I'm a rapper your way off I'm a k**er that be murderin' these tracks, so stay off. Serial rhymin', convicted of driving and beat the hymen and breaking the hymen on ears that never heard of the line that I'm in The danger zone is common, city blocks got the demons mobbin'