O.k.s. Lyrics - Bi-polar - Vanilla Ice

Guess who's back..... 

Chorus: 

OKS original killa shit that'll leave yo wrists slit 

OKS niggas with the biscuits mobbin through your district splifted on some sick shit 

raisin' up from my tomb 

time warp on a dime off the shrooms 

zoom in let me take your mind on a journey 

see what I see visions of bodies burnin' 

like turnin a pistol and pointin it to your dome 

cock it back squeeze the trigger blow and it's on 

brains gone, thrown out the back of your cranium 

trippin' on your shorts, left your ass a corpse on your Ma's front porch 

about to torch down the house 

caught your mama and her spouse fuckin on the couch like south 

bout to make moves off your fam bam 

madman lyrically from rap to seran next plan 

let me expand on my artwork genius in my reality 

pure insanity can it be the angel dust that turns your brains to dust 

bust lyrics strangle us no one is insane as us 

Chorus: 

OKS original killa shit that'll leave yo wrists slit 

OKS niggas with the biscuits mobbin through your district splifted on some sick shit 

takin puffs on the smoke I call the Anti-Christ 

got me seein red and purple lights 

mixed with black dots 

peep the backdrop of the crime scene 

niggas seein' 19 I'm seein' widescreen 

so much red Visine can't get it out 

from the rage of the slugs as the iron spit it out 

it is I Psycho palmin' the Desert Eagle 

creepin' through your blocks in the crypt colored Reagal 

pure evil bumpin brother Lynch season of the sick 

how you gonna reason with the Psycho I'm the desolate 

watch the devil spit, call the exorcist 

satanic messages, got me wearin nigases for necklaces 

yes it is the messenger of death watch yo step 

I'm quite wicked 

make a motherfucker leak his life liquid 

so why risk it it's a suicide 

when it comes to you and I 

do or fly nigga you will die