Psycho Realm Revolution

I roll harder than I ever did, smarter than I ever was
 Careful what you're caught up in, gangster a hustler
 Enemies are close by with emptying semis
 I'm friendly and carrying a grudge, we don't budge
 Try to judge, we the ones screaming out f**k love
 Meaning we don't give a f**k what you're thinking of us
 Cause when you grow up in the lost cities, better be quick
 Cause bullets are coming at a high velocity spit
 Searching for the lost souls, all of them are hostile
 This is what it costs you travelling the crossroads
 Paint it like Picasso, memorize how the song goes
 Got you in a stronghold in song mode
 The last of the psychos, ride the legend
 It's a fine line to ride between Hell and Heaven
 This is what you waited on, others hated on
 Still we made it on, never faded on
 Haters say we take it long
 Crazy ass psychos looting
 It's the return of the Psycho Realm Revolution
 It's the streets and the coppers are shooting
 Pick up your guns cause we're back to what we were doing
 Drinking, fighting, and shooting
 Pick up your guns, it's the Psycho Realm Revolution
 The Sick Side Army is moving
 Through the streets, it's a Psycho Realm Revolution
 When the Realm returns with two thirds watch the game be burned
 Cyclone, hurricane and the crazy?
 Sick Side Army stay on me, this lady?
 I keep my skill fine tuned with a daily?
 Some Jack and herb, a little bit of talent?
 Will get my mind right for spitting these words
 We're still here homie, f**k what you heard
 The games going to the street and it so happens that's where I serve
 Still f**k the hoolah, we still f**k with the psycho buddha
 On the hill where they burn weed like plastic shooters
 These Glock 17's, they drop enemies
 It rarely happens till the meth and rock intervenes
 I pen a scene, this menacing like any target
 Getting in the way of my red vision killer beam
 Go solo, get a team, keep yourself barely seen
 And get prepared for the return of the Eloheem
 We're the reason that you got blown, the legend is colossal
 Sicker than we've ever been living by the lost code
 Thoughts on the long road, we carry momentum
 With the venom to send em home and end em
 Let it be known we steadily readily roam
 Incredibly chrome to ripping a clone
 And making you disassemble the microphone
 Return of the cyclone, smoking of the pipe blown
 I and my disciple got you in a blindfold
 My brain's stained with visions of 'caine, I'm on the fast lane
 Bullet train takes me to a prison for fame
 Rap street slang cause man, these streets don't listen the same
 The psycho, they just click and they aim
 Some of them slain, most are insane
 And they don't really give a f**k about the death or the pain
 Know what I mean? My music soundtracks this
 Everyone should have this
 Nowadays the exchange of tracklist is?