Freestyle Lyrics

Freestyle Lyrics

Yo this is your ya boy psycho sicko guess who's back motherfuckers 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 ass 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.