Luyện nghe bài hát Psychopath Killer

I you could consider it poetry
But with me it started out with just just words
They looking like puzzle pieces so I started
Connecting to each other 'til they started to resemble blank canvases
By this time I was an 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 come to
Maybe in my

I'm a psychopath, I'm keepin' it plain
Lyrical murder is 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
With a toilet in front of him, up, pissed off
Prolly symbolic of thought, sick tot
To my enemy in a rush
I'm havin' nightmares of leavin' 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 over my eyes but the wool
Yeah, got the mentality of bein' with a
award 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 about these niggas from Detroit
Beef on me and Shady who was thinkin' 'bout
We put the world it so watch how you say "fuck me"
You just jinx yourself, whoop, your girl gon' do it
Cause I was in that 911 in Chicago, 911 at the same
I had already been since '97, that's longevity
And if you you're 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 sporadic I choose
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)
ain't nobody iller
Knowing for realer
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)

It's an elite drinker, mister
I'm a deep thinker, I'm a street
With a street sweeper full of heat
In your speakers I'mma keep ringers
I don't need heaters, I got the meat
to the slaughterhouse
Niggas try to tell me I too much
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 imagine a nigga 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 Michael Jackson on Thriller
I'm a psychopath, I'm a

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

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

The of retiring
Is makin' me want to set your daughter on fire a soldering iron
up mom, applyin' for the rim job, are you hirin'?
I'm hopin' to fill up opening
Oh but I know I gotta meet a lot of
I gotta accept you in the lobby and the isle and
You've probably already been all the slaughter and I am in
No mood to be playin' second fiddle, slob on this
With no strings
I'm just the product of a hostile
But bein' brought up so brought up
But I know why, it's still like I'm caught up inside a whirlpool
Not an appliance, but applyin' this science, I rhyme
And it's like stars aligned all in alliance
of a lion, balls of Goliath
Obscene talkin', the twine a bean's talkin' and buyin'
But I keep walkin' the line the wrong and the right
But everything I write wrong and it's like
I'm ecstatic at all the static that I can cause
In the fabric of our modern
Now Catholics are cause I snapped back to my old antics and shenanigans
the pope's mad again
Probably shouldn't ran up in the Vatican with that mannequin
Singin' "Bagpipes from Baghdad"
In my dad's drag draggin' a in, a glad bag
Won't be the last time I make a entrance, like that again
You thought I was lyin' when I said I think I'm crossin' the line again?
I've my mind, caution oh God I think I've thought of another fucking line
me father, for I have sinned
But hip hop has left me with a violent streak
Defiant, now the odds of me to fuckin' 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 tryin' to 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, might as well just hit the block in your joggin' in
Boston, across the marathon finish and I
Put your thoughts mine
Cause the arsenal I have'll scar you for life, than Dzhokhar's
And I a bomb, pliers and barbed wire
Your bars are like Barney Fife with a fucking army knife
A that's Darth Vader with arthritis at a bar fight
With the Dark Knight on a dark night with his arms up
I'm when I'm on the mic, I'm not gonna lie
I perform like I'm gonna die at the end of a song so hard for the rhyme to end
fuck 'em all I'm just ridin
Like I'm locked up inside a shot of Bonnie and called
Uncle Ronnie is driving, to burst in through the side door
Fuck up an asylum and 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' automatic on anybody sporadic I
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)
ain't nobody iller
Knowing for realer
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)