Lyrics to Psyched Out
You've been psyched, out, and you're going down
I'm a trash talkin' talented no class clown
I will abuse you until you lose
You can go on home and pout
You've been psyched out
You dropped a 20. Man, your shoes untied and your mama never loved you.
(Mama never loved you)
She said she did, but she's ugly and she lies. She's never thinking of you.
(Mama never loved you)
You ain't cut from the right cloth.
You don't got what it takes.
Now you blew it OW! Another stupid mistake.
Another bad, bad break
You've been psyched, out, and you're going down
I'm a trash talkin' talented no class clown
I will abuse you until you lose
You can go on home and pout
I'll find your fatal flaw and make it known because I'm a dirty bastard.
(He's a dirty bastard)
And when I'm done you'll be another one I own. Yes, I will be your master.
(He's a dirty bastard)
You can't handle the pressure.
Or keep your head in the game.
You can't do it OW! And it's a crying shame.
And I'm to blame.
Sticks and stones will break your bones,
But words will drive you insane
You can't cut the mustard,
Can't stand the heat.
You got the vote then ya choked and now you're beat
And out on the street
You've been psyched, out, and you're going down
I'm a trash talkin' talented no class clown
I will abuse you until you lose
You know what I'm talking about.
You've been psyched, out, and you're going down
Put your hopes and dreams 6 feet in the ground.
I will confuse you with my ruse
Was there ever any doubt?
Now go on home and pout
You've been psyched out
Yea
You've been Psyched out. Ah yeah!
I'm a trash talkin' talented no class clown
I will abuse you until you lose
You can go on home and pout
You've been psyched out
You dropped a 20. Man, your shoes untied and your mama never loved you.
(Mama never loved you)
She said she did, but she's ugly and she lies. She's never thinking of you.
(Mama never loved you)
You ain't cut from the right cloth.
You don't got what it takes.
Now you blew it OW! Another stupid mistake.
Another bad, bad break
You've been psyched, out, and you're going down
I'm a trash talkin' talented no class clown
I will abuse you until you lose
You can go on home and pout
I'll find your fatal flaw and make it known because I'm a dirty bastard.
(He's a dirty bastard)
And when I'm done you'll be another one I own. Yes, I will be your master.
(He's a dirty bastard)
You can't handle the pressure.
Or keep your head in the game.
You can't do it OW! And it's a crying shame.
And I'm to blame.
Sticks and stones will break your bones,
But words will drive you insane
You can't cut the mustard,
Can't stand the heat.
You got the vote then ya choked and now you're beat
And out on the street
You've been psyched, out, and you're going down
I'm a trash talkin' talented no class clown
I will abuse you until you lose
You know what I'm talking about.
You've been psyched, out, and you're going down
Put your hopes and dreams 6 feet in the ground.
I will confuse you with my ruse
Was there ever any doubt?
Now go on home and pout
You've been psyched out
Yea
You've been Psyched out. Ah yeah!
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