Psycho Realm - Showdown Lyrics
Run around downtown, cliques throw down in the mixClowns and infinite showdownsBattle grounds all break downs; worlds upside downMaking wicked smiles wicked frowns, we get downWith our own gangster soundStatic kingdoms break you and your manhood shallowWith shanks of venom metalRattle *****in? snakes Im as high as the stakesQuarter ounce of weed to the head no breaks home waitStreet wars we get in themFurious fist on my wrist is gonna get them and youOut of frictions comes static causing mad panicOn the streets, the dramatic battles increaseWe see more wars, less peace, were even fighting policeResulting, theyre biggest enemiesLifestyles of the criminal be wildYou wanna see more action, hold up wait a whileFist crash giants clashPutting on the face of the devil mask doing brain bashCourse:Look out for the showdownCrazy in the head locos bout to throw downLook out for the showdownCrazy in the head locos bout to throw downWatch out, look out, look out, watch outFor the showdown, you better slow downGive me fifty feet or betterKeep your eye on the barrel of the berettaThe lead comin? to wetchaSpread your body parts all over the continentIm a dominant motha*****a, but youre the oppositeTurn around put your hands on the sideAre you aligned by the sunshine on your gunThe outcome: youre just another one soulFlyin? into the heavens hit by the ? 7Ass end scrapping, illuminating the whole blockThey all flock in anticipationYoure getting rolled by the daytonNow I see your hand shakingYou want our of this situationCourse:Look out for the showdownCrazy in the head locos bout to throw downLook out for the showdownCrazy in the head locos bout to throw downImages of war weapons the psycho presenceBlood wettens, stains the curb where youre steppin? deadly grounds the home of all showdownsCome into my kingdom , sirens rattle eardrumsIt aint one on one no more, it? gun on gunBullets take the place of fists so whats the outcomeCrazy wars, severe scarsIf youre just like me, youre defending whats yoursTaking no lossWere heavy duty like tanksThis is my two chrome shanksCriminal styles point blankYou think my music is crazy like tony montanaFumando marijuana con santana tomorrowI might not be alive, so I wanna bring all the enemys sorrowI rock the block with the music maniacTar back locos seekin? that warpathWhy dont punks be legit, they ell bring havoc in their headA psycho one will shoot them deadThats the fundamental to a *****ed up mentalNow you got a gun, your lifes a psycho realmMy strategy assault batteryRunnin? through your neighborhood in cliques of threeSmokin? in the battlegrounds on wild streetsAnd wild showdowns, enemy take a look aroundCourse:Look out for the showdownCrazy in the head locos bout to throw downLook out for the showdownCrazy in the head locos bout to throw down
