Luyện nghe bài hát American Psycho

I'm the devil if ever there was a thing
The results of much too drugs what you're seeing
I'm a mind fuck, dis-gus-ting
I'm a human mutt, a being
I'm a dog fuck lambs, I'm 'em all
I'm in murders forensic science couldn't solve
set of balls too big to buy a set of drawers
Might as well unzip my fly and let 'em fall to the

Each thought's completely
I'm a walkin', talkin', ouija board
Speakin' in tongues, I've never spoke this speech
delle la, ennich me noughh mi niche mick norr
Have you ever spirits in lyrics when you hear 'em
you scared to stare in into any mirrors when you near 'em?
Well if so, get ready for some yo
"Is this kind of sick joke?" Shit no, motherfuckin' schitzo

So disturbed, he just goes so berzerk he
verse was his urge to slit throats of just hoes
Just goes to shizzow you dizzon't, with
So someone this disturbed, sa sippin' on si
So lock your doors, to the floors
Get your shotguns drawn here another "Clockwork Orange"
at Bizarre, you really think he's right in his mind?
What the you think's goin' through it when he's writin' his rhyme?

You 'bout to journey into the mind of a killer
Blood spiller, mentality iller
Than you could imagine in your wildest dreams
You'll feel his pain and his silent
You 'bout to journey the mind of a psychopath killer
Blood spiller, mentality iller
Than you could ever in your wildest dreams
You'll feel his pain and his screams

Friday night, I'm at a rave again
Pickin' up transvestites on my Harley
My girlfriend's a whore
She'll come to your door, suck dick on the floor
And take your bottles to the
you ever seen a bitch get beat because she won't cheat
Run the street and suck nigga's meat?
My son's sixteen years old with to stay

I told him he mine, slammed the door in his face
And I ain't got no food, my job I've cheated
My girlfriend had a I had to eat it
My is burnin', it ain't 'cause of disease
I'm jackin' off with gasoline mixed with antifreeze
I'm livin' in Waco Texas, me and my girl, fuck David
I'm my own world, it's called Bizarre Cemetary, it's scary
Eatin' a cherry, they're all gonna laugh at you Carey

You to journey into the mind of a psychopath killer
Blood spiller, mentality iller
Than you ever imagine in your wildest dreams
You'll his pain and his silent screams
You 'bout to journey into the mind of a psychopath
Blood spiller, mentality iller
Than you could ever imagine in your dreams
You'll feel his and his violent screams

I was born feet first, forties and drink weed
The rehearsed my birth, I'm the worst breed
A you ever set sight on, my right arm's
Got more than five a iontons Dragon's python so
"Journey into the mind of a killer"
Light yo' ass like a liquid gas spiller
Psycho Michael Myers, Michael Jack's "Thriller"
Rifle slash knife faggit your "Cop Killer"

As a yung'un, I was where I was sleeping
Cross dressed to get thrown in the women's prison
I I was just stressed to be a hoodlum
Being pressed 'cause the stress caused the Ritalin
Pressed stressed and caused the cop's feelings
To be hurt after they seen what I did to those
I'm vulgaric, you Bo Derek, I throw you face off the terrace
So you can have to stare at

You to journey into the mind of a psychopath killer
Blood spiller, mentality iller
Than you could ever in your wildest dreams
feel his pain and his silent screams
You to journey into the mind of a psychopath killer
Blood spiller, much iller
Than you could ever imagine in your wildest
feel his pain and his violent screams