Luyện nghe bài hát Psychopath Killer

I guess you could consider it
But with me it started out with just words just
started looking like puzzle pieces so I started
Connecting them to each other they started to resemble blank canvases
By this I was an artist so
I just started to see these pictures, these 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)

it in the air, breathe it in the night
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
since I was a little kid, doodlin' in the class
Drew a picture of my teacher, bullet in his head, in his ass
With a toilet in of him, throwin' up, pissed off
Prolly of this thought, sick tot
To my enemy in a rush
I'm havin' of leavin' behind my dreams
With anything less a full bank
It's I'm General Hong, and I'm standin' in front of a gun
I'm puttin' myself in the way of a to pull rank
The hood is my eyes but the wool ain't
Yeah, got the mentality of bein' with a
award show, we don't even get considered
How do you sell that's so lyrical
To a kid that wouldn't what was hittin' if it hit him?
Now I wanna talk these niggas from Detroit
Beef on me and who was thinkin' 'bout Detroit
We put the world 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 time
I had already been grindin' since '97, longevity
And if you think you're lyrically better, you better be a

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

It's an elite drinker, mister
I'm a thinker, I'm a street preacher
With a street full of heat seekers
In your Jeep I'mma keep ringers
I need heaters, I got the meat cleaver
Welcome to the
try to tell me I spell too much
Capital S to the to the T-E-R
Ho, U-S-E, now go to you fucks, word
Making work disappear as magic
Abracadabra, the trafficker than Africa
Can you a nigga flipping bread for the blood?
Money like Dracula, hand him some spatula, ask me a
Am I the best with the
Fuck yes with the goon
I just 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 ever see a get realer
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)
Goin' automatic on anybody sporadic I
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)
ain't nobody iller
Knowing nobody for
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)

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

The of retiring
Is me want to set your daughter on fire with a soldering iron
What up mom, for the rim job, are you hirin'?
I'm hopin' to fill up your
Oh but I know I gotta meet a lot of
First I gotta you in the lobby 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 why, it's still 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 like a bean's talkin' and buyin'
But I keep walkin' the line the wrong and the right
But I write seems wrong and it's like
I'm at all the static that I can still cause
In the of our modern society
Now are panicking cause I snapped back to my old antics and shenanigans
Dammit the pope's mad
Probably shouldn't have ran up in the with that 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, like again
You thought I was lyin' when I said I think that I'm the line again?
I've lost my mind, oh God I think I've thought of another fucking line
me father, for I have sinned
But hip hop has left me brainwashed a violent streak
Defiant, now the odds of me to fuckin' be quiet
Probably gotta be 'bout as high as the Green Giant
After he's fallen in pollen next to a killer bee hive colony to sneak by it
So please follow me while I revive rap
start up a rioting, try to stop it or silence it
You're not gonna, might as well just hit the in your joggin' attire in
Boston, across the finish line and I
Put thoughts against mine
Cause the arsenal I have'll scar you for life, worse than
And I have a bomb, pliers and wire
Your bars are like Barney with a fucking swiss army knife
A saber that's Darth Vader with at a bar fight
With the Knight on a dark night with his arms tied up
I'm Dahmer-like when I'm on the mic, I'm not lie
I perform I'm gonna die at the end of a song so it's hard for the rhyme to end
Like fuck 'em all I'm just
I'm locked up inside a shot of Bonnie and Clyde called
Uncle Ronnie is driving, 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 see a mothafucka get realer
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)
Goin' automatic on anybody sporadic I
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)
Cause ain't iller
Knowing for realer
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)