Letra de Freestyle

Yo this is your ya boy psycho sicko guess who´s
back xxxxxxxxxxxxx that stage name on my complex
damn looking for my reflection but we swat pigeons
because piccolo advance tame them games, her flat donk
buns got wiggles for huns and dice saint cuts hey i got my
own bad xxx mean persona gimmick we got slaughther
post pone that´s where my thugs and homies be at they
be swinging generations because stand back the next top
horror spree killer psycho sicko is coming through bitch, hey
when i drink that gamma orb thang that turns me into
a superhuman and blow punches off in the place but then
crack jaws with these golden black brass knuckles. freestyle,
wrap my freestyles, get them freestyles work up, diss yo
freestyles at these shows, those freestyles ain´t got no
chance against me, pimp out straight freestyles, now my
freestyles got skills, freestyle.