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Feelin' it in the air, it in the night Sayin' I'm a Did you think we would come to find? Maybe in my
I'm a psychopath, I'm never keepin' it Lyrical murder is I've been about Ever since I was a 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 symbolic of this thought, sick tot To my inner enemy in a I'm havin' nightmares of 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 over my eyes but the wool Yeah, got the of bein' with a wizard Every show, we don't even get considered How do you somethin' that's so lyrical To a kid wouldn't know what was hittin' if it hit him? Now I wanna about these niggas from Detroit Beef on me and who was thinkin' 'bout Detroit We put the world onto it so how you say "fuck me" You might jinx yourself, whoop, your girl gon' do it I was in that 911 in Chicago, 911 at the same time I had already been grindin' since '97, longevity And if you think lyrically 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) ain't nobody iller Knowing nobody for (A psychopath, I'm a killer)
It's an elite drinker, ringleader I'm a deep thinker, I'm a preacher With a street full of heat seekers In Jeep speakers I'mma keep ringers I don't need heaters, I got the meat Welcome to the Niggas try to me I spell 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 blacker Africa Can you imagine a nigga flipping 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 moonwalk all over the beat then I'm lightin' up the street Crooked going Michael on Thriller I'm a psychopath, I'm a
You ever 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 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 to find? in my dreams
The thought of Is makin' me want to set your daughter on fire with a iron What up mom, applyin' for the rim job, are you I'm hopin' to fill up opening Oh but I know I meet a lot of requirements First I gotta accept you in the lobby and the 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 I'm caught up inside a whirlpool Not an appliance, but this science, I psychotically rhyme And it's like stars have aligned all in of a lion, balls of Goliath Obscene talkin', the twine like a talkin' and buyin' But I keep the line between the wrong and the right But everything I write seems wrong and it's I'm ecstatic at all the that I can still cause In the of our modern society Now Catholics are panicking cause I snapped back to my old and shenanigans the pope's mad again Probably shouldn't ran up in the Vatican with that mannequin "Bagpipes from Baghdad" again In my dad's drag a faggot 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 that I'm crossin' the line again? I've lost my mind, caution oh God I think I've of another fucking line Forgive me father, for I sinned But hip hop has me brainwashed with a violent streak Defiant, now the odds of me to fuckin' be quiet Probably gotta be as high as the Jolly Green Giant After he's in pollen next to a killer bee hive colony tryin' to sneak by it So please don't follow me I revive rap start up a rioting, try to stop it or silence it You're not gonna, might as just hit the block in your joggin' attire in Boston, across the finish line and I Put your against mine Cause the I have'll scar you for life, worse than Dzhokhar's And I a bomb, pliers and barbed wire Your bars are like Barney Fife with a fucking swiss knife A saber Darth Vader with arthritis at a bar fight the Dark 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 fuck 'em all I'm just ridin Like I'm locked up a shot of Bonnie and Clyde called Uncle Ronnie is driving, 'bout to 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 nobody for (A psychopath, I'm a killer)