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Feelin' it in the air, breathe it in the Sayin' I'm a Did you ever think we come to find? in my dreams
I'm a psychopath, I'm keepin' it plain Lyrical murder is I've been about Ever since I was a little kid, doodlin' in the a picture of my teacher, bullet in his head, ruler in his ass With a toilet in of him, throwin' up, pissed off Prolly symbolic of this thought, tot To my enemy in a rush I'm havin' nightmares of behind my dreams With anything less than a bank It's like I'm Hong, and I'm standin' in front of a gun I'm puttin' in the way of a bullet to pull rank The is over my eyes but the wool ain't Yeah, got the mentality of bein' with a Every show, we don't even get considered How do you somethin' that's so lyrical To a kid that wouldn't know what was hittin' if it hit Now I wanna talk about these niggas Detroit Beef on me and Shady who was thinkin' 'bout We put the onto it so watch how you say "fuck me" You just might jinx yourself, whoop, girl gon' do it Cause I was in that 911 in Chicago, 911 at the same I had been grindin' since '97, that's longevity And if you think you're lyrically better, you better be a
(I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer) You ain't ever see a get realer (A psychopath, I'm a killer) Goin' automatic on anybody sporadic I (A psychopath, I'm a killer) Cause ain't nobody Knowing nobody for (A psychopath, I'm a killer)
It's an drinker, mister ringleader I'm a deep thinker, I'm a street With a street sweeper of heat seekers In your Jeep speakers keep ringers I need heaters, I got the meat cleaver to the slaughterhouse Niggas try to tell me I too much Capital S to the laugh to the Ho, U-S-E, now go to hell you fucks, work disappear quick as magic Abracadabra, the blacker than Africa Can you imagine a nigga bread for the blood? Money like Dracula, hand him some spatula, ask me a Am I the best the flexing? yes with the goon talk I just moonwalk all over the beat then I'm up the street Crooked going Michael on Thriller I'm a psychopath, I'm a
You ever see a mothafucka get realer (A psychopath, I'm a killer) Goin' automatic on sporadic I choose (A psychopath, I'm a killer) Cause ain't nobody Knowing for realer (A psychopath, I'm a killer)
it in the air, breathe it in the night Sayin' I'm a Did you ever think we would to find? in my dreams
The thought of Is makin' me want to set your daughter on fire with a soldering What up mom, applyin' for the rim job, are you I'm hopin' to up your opening Oh but I know I gotta meet a lot of First I gotta accept you in the and the isle and You've already been with all the slaughter and I am in No mood to be playin' second fiddle, slob on violin no strings attached I'm just the product of a environment But bein' brought up so brought up But I don't know why, it's still like I'm caught up a whirlpool Not an appliance, but this science, I psychotically rhyme And like stars have aligned all in alliance of a lion, balls of Goliath Obscene talkin', the twine like a bean's talkin' and But I keep walkin' the line between the wrong and the But everything I write wrong and it's like I'm ecstatic at all the static that I can still In the of our modern society Now Catholics are panicking cause I snapped back to my old antics and the pope's mad again Probably have ran up in the Vatican with that mannequin "Bagpipes from Baghdad" again In my drag draggin' a faggot in, a glad bag Won't be the last time I a dramatic entrance, like that again You thought I was lyin' when I said I think that I'm the line again? I've lost my mind, caution oh God I think I've thought of another line Forgive me father, for I sinned But hip hop has me brainwashed with a violent streak Defiant, now the of me tryin' to fuckin' be quiet Probably be 'bout as high as the Jolly Green Giant After he's fallen in pollen next to a bee hive colony tryin' to sneak by it So don't follow me while I revive rap I'ma up a rioting, try to stop it or silence it You're not gonna, might as well hit the block in your joggin' attire in Boston, the marathon finish line and I Put your against mine Cause the arsenal I have'll scar you for life, than Dzhokhar's And I have a bomb, pliers and wire Your are like Barney Fife with a fucking swiss army knife A saber that's Darth with arthritis at a bar fight With the Dark Knight on a dark night with his arms up I'm when I'm on the mic, I'm not gonna lie I perform like I'm gonna die at the end of a so it's hard for the rhyme to end fuck 'em all I'm just ridin Like I'm locked up inside a shot of Bonnie and called Uncle Ronnie is driving, to burst in through the side door Fuck up an asylum and park in the dining
(I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer) You ain't ever see a get realer (A psychopath, I'm a killer) Goin' automatic on anybody sporadic I (A psychopath, I'm a killer) Cause ain't nobody Knowing for realer (A psychopath, I'm a killer)