Showdown
Psycho Realm Lyrics

Run around downtown, cliques throw down in the mix
Running around downtown, different groups or cliques come together and challenge each other in fights.

Clowns and infinite showdowns
The scene is filled with clowns and countless showdowns that keep happening.

Battle grounds all break downs; world's upside down
The places where battles happen always end up in break downs, and the world seems to be in chaos.

Making wicked smiles wicked frowns, we get down
People wear evil expressions and fight with everything they've got.

With our own gangster sound
Their music style is gangster-like, reflecting the scene they're in.

Static kingdoms break you and your manhood shallow
The constant tension and aggression degenerate a person's character and masculinity.

With shanks of venom metal
Using knives or blades that are sharp and dangerous like venom to attack others.

Rattle fuckin' snakes I'm as high as the stakes
Feeling as tense and dangerous as rattlesnakes, with high stakes on the line.

Quarter ounce of weed to the head no breaks home wait
Smoking weed and keeping the tension high with no breaks, waiting for the action at home.

Street wars we get in them
They actively involve themselves in street wars that are constantly happening.

Furious fist on my wrist is gonna get them and you
Their punches are furious and strong enough to take down not just their opponents but also anyone who challenges them.

Out of frictions comes static causing mad panic
Tensions and conflicts lead to chaos and panic among people.

On the streets, the dramatic battles increase
Street battles keep happening, and they only get more intense.

We see more wars, less peace, we're even fighting police
There's more violence and less harmony in the streets, and they even confront the police.

Resulting, they're biggest enemies
As a result, the police become their biggest enemies.

Lifestyles of the criminal be wild
Living like criminals is wild and full of risks.

You wanna see more action, hold up wait a while
If you want to see more action and violence, just wait and watch.

Fist crash giants clash
Their fists clash like giants in a fight.

Putting on the face of the devil mask doing brain bash
They wear masks that make them look like devils and use those to attack people's minds.

[Chorus] Look out for the showdown Crazy in the head locos 'bout to throw down Look out for the showdown Crazy in the head locos 'bout to throw down
Be prepared for the impending showdown and the crazy people who are going to fight.

Watch out, look out, look out, watch out For the showdown, you better slow down
Slow down and be careful, there's a showdown coming.

Give me fifty feet or better Keep your eye on the barrel of the beretta
Keep your distance and watch out for the gun's barrel.

The lead comin' to wet'cha Spread your body parts all over the continent
The bullets are coming, and they'll scatter your body parts all over the place.

I'm a dominant mothafucka, but you're the opposite
They are the dominant ones, and their opponents are the opposite.

Turn around put your hands on the side Are you aligned by the sunshine on your gun
They instruct their opponents to turn and put their hands on the side, checking whether they are aligned with the sunshine on their gun.

The outcome: you're just another one soul Flyin' into the heavens hit by the '57
The result is that their opponents will be killed and sent flying into the heavens by being hit by bullets from their '57 gun.

Ass end scrapping, illuminating the whole block They all flock in anticipation You're getting rolled by the dayton
After firing bullets and illuminating the area, people gather around, anticipating the outcome. The opponent gets crushed by the Dayton car.

Now I see your hand shaking You want our of this situation
They see their opponent scared and shaking, wanting to get out of that life-threatening situation.

[Chorus]
Repeat of the chorus.

Images of war weapons the psycho presence Blood wettens, stains the curb where you're steppin'
The scene is filled with images of war and weapons, and there's blood all over the scene.

Deadly ground's the home of all showdowns Come into my kingdom , sirens rattle eardrums
The place of showdowns is a deadly ground where they welcome their opponents like visitors to their kingdom. The sound of sirens rattles everyone's eardrums.

It ain't one on one no more, it' gun on gun Bullets take the place of fists so what's the outcome
The fights are no longer one-on-one, but one gun against another. Bullets replace fists, leading to deadly outcomes.

Crazy wars, severe scars If you're just like me, you're defending what's yours Taking no loss
Wars are insane with severe scars, but if you're like them, you fight for what's yours and take no loss.

We're heavy duty like tanks This is my two chrome shanks Criminal styles point blank
They're as strong as tanks and use two chrome shanks as weapons to attack with criminal styles.

You think my music is crazy like tony montana Fumando marijuana con santana tomorrow I might not be alive, so I wanna bring all the enemy's sorrow
Their music style is crazy, like Tony Montana's. They smoke marijuana with Santana, and they don't know whether they'll be alive, so they want to make their enemies suffer.

I rock the block with the music maniac Tar back locos seekin' that warpath Why don't punks be legit, they ell bring havoc in their head A psycho one will shoot them dead
They rock the block with their mad music style. Some Tar Back Locos also seek the warpath. They ask why don't others be legit instead of causing havoc in their head, and how someone with a psycho mindset would shoot them dead.

That's the fundamental to a fucked up mental Now you got a gun, your life's a psycho realm
This is the foundation of their messed-up mentality. If you've got a gun, your life is in the psycho realm.

My strategy assault battery Runnin' through your neighborhood in cliques of three Smokin' in the battlegrounds on wild streets And wild showdowns, enemy take a look around
Their strategy is to attack batteries with force. They run through neighborhoods in groups of three, smoking and fighting on the street, and their enemies should beware.

[Chorus]
Repeat of the chorus.