Erotic - Ganksta NIP

Psych Daddy  can me and my three friends come and play with you 
tonight? 
Oh yeah  you and your three friends can come play with me 
tonight  and you and your three friends can come pay with 
tonight  you know what I'm sayin? 
Big Syke  you know what I'm talkin about. 
Erotic  exotic  and a little.....psychotic. 
[Verse 1] 
Picture a room where a con lives  it's dark inside 
Newspaper clippins on the wall  from vics that died 
Blood everywhere, you can tell the psycho went through 
He had darts in their faces up to number fifty two 
Psycho Uh, stalkin niggas, butcher knives stays handy 
He would sit inside the park, and laugh and give kids candy 
They say he was weird, but the bodies he killed 
He always scratched off the names of the people he killed 
Real slow, Pysch torture style, pass me the scissors 
And cut off microscopic pieces like a mirror 
Terror screams, let me know the spinal was crumbled 
By the gestures they made and the words that they mumbled 
Maybe I can slice a throat when I'm ready 
It takes practice, training to keep a nail gun steady 
You should yell when it clicks, cuz blood finna seep 
And bring a hundred thousand mourners and children to weep 
[Chorus] X 8 
Erotic and exotic 
And a little psychotic 
[Verse 2] 
Graveyards in my slaughter house (.?.) 
Mutilation and bacteria to straight cats (?) 
You can bet that yours is full of healthy humans and mice 
Kinda lookin like a fleshy big pot fulla rice 
Twenty people dead, strangled, uh that's my hobby 
When I die you think I'm dead, but I really switched bodies 
I'm standing there, watchin, they put him in the ground 
Blow a sweet when it's over, I'll go kill downtown 
Cops don't understand, they thought he was bluffin 
They say the officer went crazy when he murdered a dozen 
Other cops and didn't (?) cuz life ain't fair 
They put his body in the chair, but his mind wasn't there 
Soul snatcher, got cha, hit him with a heavy right 
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