Luyện nghe bài hát Psychopath Killer

I you could consider it poetry
But with me it started out with just just words
started looking like puzzle pieces so I started
Connecting them to each 'til they started to resemble blank canvases
By time 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
Sayin' I'm a
Did you ever think we would to find?
Maybe in my

I'm a psychopath, I'm keepin' it plain
Lyrical is somethin' I've been about
Ever since I was a little kid, doodlin' in the
Drew a picture of my teacher, in his head, ruler in his ass
a toilet in front of him, throwin' up, pissed off
Prolly symbolic of thought, sick tot
To my inner in a rush
I'm nightmares of leavin' behind my dreams
With anything than a full bank
like I'm General Hong, and I'm standin' in front of a gun
I'm puttin' in the way of a bullet to pull 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 that's so lyrical
To a kid that wouldn't know what was hittin' if it hit
Now I wanna talk about niggas from 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, your gon' do it
Cause I was in 911 in Chicago, 911 at the same time
I had already been since '97, that's longevity
And if you think you're better, you better be a killer

(I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer)
You ever see a mothafucka get realer
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)
Goin' on anybody sporadic I choose
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)
Cause ain't iller
nobody for realer
(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 full of heat
In your Jeep speakers I'mma keep
I don't need heaters, I got the cleaver
to the slaughterhouse
Niggas try to tell me I spell too
S to the laugh to the T-E-R
Ho, U-S-E, now go to you fucks, word
Making work disappear quick as
Abracadabra, the trafficker 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 the goon talk
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 mothafucka get
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)
automatic on anybody sporadic I choose
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)
Cause ain't nobody
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 think we would come to
in my dreams

The thought of
Is makin' me want to set your on fire with a soldering iron
What up mom, for the rim job, are you hirin'?
I'm hopin' to fill up opening
Oh but I know I gotta meet a lot of
First I gotta accept you in the and the isle and
You've probably already with all the slaughter and I am in
No mood to be playin' second fiddle, slob on violin
With no strings
I'm just the product of a hostile
But bein' brought up so brought up
But I don't know why, it's still like I'm up inside a whirlpool
Not an appliance, but applyin' science, I psychotically rhyme
And like 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 the line between the wrong and the right
But I write seems wrong and it's like
I'm ecstatic at all the static I can still cause
In the fabric of our society
Now are panicking 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 I make a dramatic entrance, like that again
You thought I was when I said I think that I'm crossin' the line again?
I've lost my mind, caution oh God I think thought of another fucking line
Forgive me father, for I have
But hip hop has left me brainwashed with a violent
Defiant, now the odds of me to fuckin' be quiet
Probably gotta be as high as the Jolly Green Giant
After he's fallen in pollen next to a killer bee hive tryin' to sneak by it
So please don't 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, across the finish line and I
Put your thoughts against
Cause the arsenal I have'll scar you for life, worse Dzhokhar's
And I have a bomb, pliers and barbed
bars are like Barney Fife with a fucking swiss army knife
A saber that's Darth Vader with at a bar fight
With the Dark 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 like I'm die at the end of a song so it's hard for the rhyme to end
Like fuck 'em all I'm just
Like I'm up inside a shot of Bonnie and Clyde called
Uncle Ronnie is driving, 'bout to burst in through the side
Fuck up an and park in the dining room

(I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer)
You ever see a mothafucka get realer
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)
automatic on anybody sporadic I choose
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)
Cause nobody iller
Knowing nobody for
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)