Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Schizophrenia , by - Bizzy Bone. Release date: 06.02.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Schizophrenia |
| Yeah, Daddy’s the crackhead |
| Mama’s just lookin’for love |
| Marijuana, weedman, little thug |
| We don’t call him Steven |
| Breathin’in the garden of Eden |
| Eve was corrupted body combusted from the flames |
| Cleveland ain’t give me nothin’but game |
| Goin’insane and It’s rainin’bloody murder, murder |
| Chillin’in the gun range servin’on the corner, corner, chop, chop |
| Watch for the po po, drop top switches on the lo lo Your skinny nigga with the fo fo Make more hot tips like off in Dodge City |
| Elevation say they ain’t gonna dodge Bizzy like my kin folk |
| In the lock down love I don’t even budge |
| Cause I don’t know you |
| And I’m sure to get my thug on, ho Who that baby’s daddy, daddy is beatin’your nigga |
| Where his Caddy is? |
| He probably mad in fact don’t panic |
| Profanity I’m schitzophrenic |
| How do we manage so frantic and calm |
| With the bombay sneakin’on me, baby |
| In the battle zone, battle zone |
| Y’all near the end, y’all near the end, y’all near the end |
| In the battle zone, battle zone |
| Y’all near the end, y’all near the end |
| When I bust Ђ?em on down |
| In the battle zone, battle zone |
| When I bust Ђ?em on down |
| When I bust Ђ?em on down |
| In the battle zone, battle zone |
| Y’all near the end, y’all near the end |
| When I bust Ђ?em on down |
| (Bizzy) |
| Little Layzie feelin’the Quija shit it ain’t easy |
| Niggas beneath me tryin’to deceive me Wanna defeat me please not even these could keep me All on the wave length buck to the bang |
| Why they gotta stay and make me faint? |
| War paint, walk the plank |
| Fuck the bass smokin’hay |
| Me, I ain’t no joke |
| And then some more dope then you’d ever know |
| E-I-L-O, hello |
| When I’m all by myself let it go, let it go, let it go Rollin’with my posse your way, hell no Draped in Versace got me on lock |
| Did they rock the bells and play |
| Straight from the glock, glock love block later tears away |
| And consequences got me drinkin’free, yes i’ll pay |
| And that’s a pain Ђ?cause I was stuck in a rutt, you’d say |
| How do we stay in the war zone |
| Bizzy Bone, gotta phone and then lay on the floor gone, goin’on |
| Probably know we read |
| It’s hard to be in Bone here we are |
| In and out your car, and calm |
| Call me in the 7th song |
| Regime, you can’t get in the battle zone |
| (Bizzy) |
| I see no black queen, nigga searched it Then your other boys cursed the term |
| Run up your weave with one hand |
| I don’t show no mercy |
| Of course! |
| Who the fuck is a six, six, six, seven make the mayhem |
| Start blastin’on you, bitch |
| I come relentless where your killas at? |
| Posted up both of my henchmen |
| Remember then, Twista when you wasn’t aluminum foil |
| Strive to strike gold |
| And it might go slightly less dissin’the loyal |
| Money say I’m the royalty |
| Heltah Skeltah and Speedknots |
| Oh, you got lots of shit to say |
| You better respect me, mothafucka! |
| Seance and they knock me off with the Valium |
| Buy your bitch from my madallions |
| While my posse scopin’you ho’s |
| Slide my Mazarati to that slick bitch |
| Yeah that trick bitch |
| I’m ruthless, Bone Thugs, Bone Thugs, sign who? |
| Get at Ђ?em, nigga! |
| (Bizzy) |
| We got it jumpin’like peanuts |
| Get up and see us Fuck with the words to the song all night long |
| Baby, believe us damn my man keep bumpin’my back |
| Get you some rhythm, musta just got outta prison |
| Skippin’the kid but you with him |
| Do the walk say, ЂњFUCK THE COPS!Ђќ |
| Give it up some hardtimes gettin’in |
| Welcome to the bar, baby |
| We thuggin', huggin’this broad |
| And she rubbin’on me squeezin’my ass |
| Better check your pockets |
| Better not steal my cash |
| Ask Cube we be clubbin', clubbin', clubbin' |
| I’m your nigga in a bucket, like fuck it He think he ballin’in a Mercedes 600 |
| But he wasn’t, wasn’t, wasn’t, wasn’t, wasn’t |
| But he wasn’t, wasn’t, wasn’t, wasn’t, wasn’t |
| (Chorus til fade) |