Ese 40'z - Psycho Villains

Download Single Song Or Whole Album On Itunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/lif... Download Single Song Or Whole Album On Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Life-Madness-Ex... Artist: Ese 40'z Song: Psycho Villains Album: Life Of Madness Year: 2011 Lyrics "Psycho Villains" (Ese 40'z Verse One) Forties on the track bitch catch these clips match these rips, before I fucking snatch your lips off your face, little hoes trying to bump your gums we dump for fun, so whynchu bums get you some M-U double T-K-I double L-A-K spray and that's what I gotta say cuz it's like everyday on the serious note hear this flow, couldn't get near this though cuz I'm spittin on the truth fuck something to prove I lay another track down and I'm keeping it glued so fuck your flows, because they cracker jack them raps is wack, you're gonna getcha actors clapped you wanna battle with this lyricist I bust a flow, smoke some dro, and drink some beer with this it comes naturally, it's in my blood assault and battery on a mutt show no love so bring it trick and let the truth be told the proof I hold, run up yapping, troops get rolled I spit these verses and it's for fun slapping down your little curses and yall bitches done next time you wanna talk shit on the wax don't drop a lame ass chorus to an "Ice Cube" track or "The Game" or any other rapper for that matter shut em down in T-Town watch them punk lames scatter (Ese 40'z) "Hell yeah, Ese 40'z on this shit. Had to drop a diss verse real quick. "And no joke, like a puppet on a string, every dog has his day to get his Parvo ass pushed down and out the scene. But I'm about to switch it up on a whole nother note. So fuck yall lames. I'm on some other shit I wrote. (Ese 40'z Verse Two) Nuevo Mex stilo it's wicked and pretty evil scandalous people all infecting the land just like dirty needles on the serrio, cuz I got the lyrics that you could bump through the ghetto grab your wheel and then steer it all fucking drunk straight pedo and the world that I live in is full of diablos call em devils and the rhymes that I'm spitting are coming malos on different levels from barrio through barrio to territories Ese 40'z hitting lado to lado fuck war stories this the realest, up font in your face like a stream of mace, you can feel this vatos look on their face, like a bitter taste hate your hardest, my flows hit the streets like dropped charges you the farthest, from fading this cholo Chicano loco rap artist cuz we could get wicked and fuck the rappin start cappin adjusting your jaw all in order to stop yappin or we could just chill and bust verses on the battle ain't no need to get ill, my whole purpose is to rattle and shake faking lyricists in my shadow like the dope game conspiracists taking out those who tattle connect flows, possessing the power to check hoes get blowed, Smith And Wesson for cowards who step slow wreck those, levas who talk but doing nada get moe, ferria through blocks we busting balas I got lyrics, possessing these words like evil spirits. Can you hear it? your style couldn't get close up or even near it, I'm a spit it been busting these flows a long time it's been a minute more flow than a faucet, yeah fool I said it and I meant it I'm in it to win it, I lead my rhymes, while mine sprinted your flows only walked, these thoughts fresh just invented I see through your plots like clear glass but I'm tinted I hope that you got the message and know that I sent it I bust a flow, more flow than a fountain wonder how many bars I just dropped leave you counting (Ese 40'z Chorus) Psycho mothafuckin gangsta villain T-Townero we be chillin mutt, mutt killin Psycho mothafuckin gangsta villain T-Townero we be chillin we, we be chillin... (Ese 40'z Verse Three) Where all my sexy ass mijas, big teta nalgona chicas want a man who lay the pipa, all tatted down for his clicka I'm a cholo peloncito, Chicanos they be my people for all my locos and homitos that serving the brown pepino to the locas and the cholas that searching and rolling solas lost in love to oldie rollas or flauntin and flashin colas I'm on the grind vente cuatro y siete, I'm macking gacho just a "South Side" vato, put meat inside of your taco I'm just seeing rucas chilling and man they're looking firme Do you need me? Come and feed me, some lines that might deceive me. but I ain't falling for that pedo, just fucking you with my dedos have you screaming mero mero then dipping like a culero and my money you got cero sex written up on your pelo probly end up smoking hielo looks falling down to the suelo Hit me up on a message if you want all of the lyrics...