Luyện nghe bài hát Psychopath Killer

I guess you consider it poetry
But with me it started out with words just words
They started looking like pieces so I started
Connecting them to other 'til they started to resemble blank canvases
By this I was an artist so
I started to see these pictures, these real visuals
I'm a psychopath, I'm a

(I'm a psychopath, I'm a
I'm a psychopath, I'm a
A psychopath, I'm a
A psychopath, I'm a killer)

Feelin' it in the air, it in the night
I'm a killer
Did you ever think we would come to
Maybe in my

I'm a psychopath, I'm never keepin' it
Lyrical murder is somethin' been about
Ever since I was a kid, doodlin' in the class
a picture of my teacher, bullet in his head, ruler in his ass
With a toilet in front of him, throwin' up, off
Prolly symbolic of this thought, tot
To my enemy in a rush
I'm havin' of leavin' behind my dreams
anything less than a full bank
It's like I'm Hong, and I'm standin' in front of a gun
I'm puttin' myself in the way of a bullet to rank
The hood is over my but the wool ain't
Yeah, got the mentality of bein' a wizard
award show, we don't even get considered
How do you sell somethin' so lyrical
To a kid that wouldn't know what was if it hit him?
Now I wanna talk these niggas from Detroit
Beef on me and who was thinkin' 'bout Detroit
We put the onto it so watch how you say "fuck me"
You just might jinx yourself, whoop, your gon' do it
Cause I was in that 911 in Chicago, 911 at the same
I had already been grindin' '97, that's longevity
And if you think lyrically better, you better be a killer

(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 I choose
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)
Cause ain't iller
nobody for realer
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)

It's an elite drinker, mister
I'm a deep thinker, I'm a street
a street sweeper full of heat seekers
In your Jeep speakers I'mma keep
I don't need heaters, I got the cleaver
Welcome to the
Niggas try to tell me I too much
Capital S to the to the T-E-R
Ho, U-S-E, now go to you fucks, word
work disappear quick as magic
Abracadabra, the blacker than Africa
Can you a nigga flipping bread for the blood?
like Dracula, hand him some spatula, ask me a question
Am I the best with the
Fuck yes with the talk
I moonwalk all over the beat then I'm lightin' up the street
Crooked going Michael Jackson on
I'm a psychopath, I'm a

You ain't see a mothafucka get realer
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)
Goin' automatic on anybody I choose
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)
Cause ain't iller
nobody for realer
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)

Feelin' it in the air, it in the night
I'm a killer
Did you ever we would come to find?
in my dreams

The thought of
Is me want to set your daughter on fire with a soldering iron
What up mom, applyin' for the rim job, are you
I'm hopin' to fill up opening
Oh but I know I gotta a lot of requirements
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 second fiddle, slob on this violin
With no strings
I'm just the product of a hostile
But brought up so brought up inspired
But I don't know why, it's like I'm caught up inside a whirlpool
Not an appliance, but applyin' this science, I rhyme
And it's stars have aligned all in alliance
of a lion, balls of Goliath
Obscene talkin', the twine like a bean's talkin' and
But I walkin' the line between the wrong and the right
But I write seems wrong and it's like
I'm ecstatic at all the that I can still cause
In the of our modern society
Now Catholics are cause I snapped back to my old antics and shenanigans
Dammit the mad again
Probably shouldn't have ran up in the Vatican with mannequin
Singin' "Bagpipes Baghdad" again
In my dad's drag draggin' a in, a glad bag
Won't be the last time I make a dramatic entrance, that again
You thought I was lyin' when I said I think that I'm the line again?
I've my mind, caution oh God I think I've thought of another fucking line
Forgive me father, for I sinned
But hip hop has left me brainwashed with a streak
Defiant, now the odds of me to fuckin' be quiet
Probably gotta be 'bout as high as the Jolly Giant
After he's fallen in pollen to a killer bee hive colony tryin' to sneak by it
So please follow me while I revive rap
I'ma up a rioting, try to stop it or silence it
You're not gonna, as well just hit the block in your joggin' attire in
Boston, across the marathon line and I
Put your thoughts mine
Cause the arsenal I have'll you for life, worse than Dzhokhar's
And I have a bomb, and barbed wire
Your bars are like Barney with a fucking swiss army knife
A saber Darth Vader with arthritis at a bar fight
With the Dark Knight on a dark night with his tied up
I'm Dahmer-like I'm on the mic, I'm not gonna lie
I perform like I'm gonna die at the end of a song so it's for the rhyme to end
fuck 'em all I'm just ridin
Like I'm up inside a shot of Bonnie and Clyde called
Ronnie is driving, 'bout to burst in through the side door
Fuck up an asylum and park in the room

(I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer)
You ain't ever see a mothafucka get
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)
Goin' automatic on anybody sporadic I
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)
ain't nobody iller
Knowing for realer
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)