Luyện nghe bài hát Psychopath Killer

I guess you consider it poetry
But with me it started out just words just words
They started looking like puzzle so I started
Connecting them to each other 'til they started to resemble blank
By time I was an artist so
I just started to see 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 to find?
Maybe in my

I'm a psychopath, I'm never it plain
Lyrical murder is I've been about
Ever since I was a little kid, in the class
Drew a picture of my teacher, in his head, ruler in his ass
With a in front of him, throwin' up, pissed off
Prolly symbolic of thought, sick tot
To my enemy in a rush
I'm havin' of leavin' behind my dreams
With anything than a full bank
It's 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 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 sell somethin' 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 'bout Detroit
We put the world onto it so 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 grindin' since '97, that's longevity
And if you think you're lyrically better, you 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 thinker, I'm a street preacher
With a street full of heat seekers
In your Jeep speakers keep ringers
I need heaters, I got the meat cleaver
to the slaughterhouse
Niggas try to me I spell 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 imagine a flipping bread for the blood?
Money like Dracula, hand him some spatula, ask me a
Am I the best with the
Fuck yes the goon talk
I moonwalk all over the beat then I'm lightin' up the street
Crooked Michael Jackson on Thriller
I'm a psychopath, I'm a

You ain't 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 come to
Maybe in my

The of retiring
Is makin' me want to set your on fire with a soldering iron
up mom, applyin' for the rim job, are you hirin'?
I'm to fill up your opening
Oh but I know I meet a lot of requirements
First I accept 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' fiddle, slob on this violin
With no attached
I'm just the of a hostile environment
But bein' brought up so up inspired
But I know why, it's still like I'm caught up inside a whirlpool
Not an appliance, but this science, I psychotically rhyme
And it's like stars have all in alliance
Heart of a lion, balls of
Obscene talkin', the twine like a talkin' and buyin'
But I keep walkin' the line the wrong and the right
But everything I seems wrong and it's like
I'm at all the static that 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 pope's mad
Probably shouldn't have ran up in the Vatican with that
Singin' "Bagpipes Baghdad" again
In my drag draggin' a faggot in, a glad bag
Won't be the last time I make a dramatic entrance, like again
You I was lyin' when I said I think that I'm crossin' the line again?
I've lost my mind, caution oh God I think I've thought of another fucking
Forgive me father, for I sinned
But hip hop has left me brainwashed with a streak
Defiant, now the odds of me tryin' to be quiet
gotta be 'bout as high as the Jolly Green Giant
After he's fallen in pollen next to a killer bee hive colony to sneak by it
So please don't follow me while I rap
start 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 marathon line and I
Put your thoughts against
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 Fife a fucking swiss army knife
A that's Darth Vader with arthritis at a bar fight
With the Dark on a dark night with his arms tied up
I'm when I'm on the mic, I'm not gonna lie
I like I'm gonna die at the end of a song so it's hard for the rhyme to end
Like 'em all I'm just ridin
Like I'm locked up inside a shot of Bonnie and called
Uncle Ronnie is driving, 'bout to burst in through the door
Fuck up an and park in the dining room

(I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer)
You ain't ever see a mothafucka get
(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)