Luyện nghe bài hát Psychopath Killer

I guess you could it poetry
But with me it started out with just words just
They started looking like puzzle pieces so I
Connecting them to other 'til they started to resemble blank canvases
By this 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 keepin' it plain
Lyrical is somethin' I've been about
Ever I was a little kid, doodlin' in the class
Drew a picture of my teacher, in his head, ruler in his ass
With a toilet in of him, throwin' up, pissed off
Prolly symbolic of this thought, tot
To my enemy in a rush
I'm havin' nightmares of leavin' behind my
anything less than a full bank
It's like I'm General Hong, and I'm standin' in of a gun
I'm myself in the way of a bullet to pull rank
The hood is over my eyes but the wool
Yeah, got the of bein' with a wizard
award show, we don't even get considered
How do you sell somethin' that's so
To a kid that wouldn't know what was if it hit him?
Now I wanna talk about these niggas Detroit
Beef on me and Shady who was thinkin' Detroit
We put the world onto it so 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 time
I had already grindin' since '97, that's longevity
And if you think 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 anybody sporadic I
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)
Cause ain't iller
Knowing nobody for
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)

It's an elite drinker, ringleader
I'm a deep thinker, I'm a street
With a street sweeper full of heat
In your Jeep speakers I'mma ringers
I don't need heaters, I got the cleaver
to the slaughterhouse
Niggas try to tell me I spell too
Capital S to the to the T-E-R
Ho, U-S-E, now go to hell you fucks,
Making disappear quick as magic
Abracadabra, the trafficker than Africa
Can you imagine a nigga bread for the blood?
Money like Dracula, hand him spatula, ask me a question
Am I the best with the
yes with the goon talk
I just moonwalk all over the beat then I'm 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' on anybody sporadic I choose
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)
Cause ain't nobody
Knowing nobody for
(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 of retiring
Is makin' me to set your daughter on fire with a soldering iron
up mom, applyin' for the rim job, are you hirin'?
I'm hopin' to fill up your
Oh but I know I meet a lot of requirements
I gotta 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' second fiddle, slob on this
With no attached
I'm just the product of a environment
But brought up so brought up inspired
But I don't know why, it's still I'm caught up inside a whirlpool
Not an appliance, but applyin' science, I psychotically rhyme
And it's like stars aligned all in alliance
of a lion, balls of Goliath
Obscene talkin', the twine like a bean's and buyin'
But I keep walkin' the line between the wrong and the
But everything I write seems and it's like
I'm ecstatic at all the static that I can cause
In the fabric of our modern
Now Catholics are panicking cause I snapped back to my old antics and
Dammit the mad again
shouldn't have ran up in the Vatican with that mannequin
Singin' "Bagpipes Baghdad" again
In my dad's draggin' a faggot 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 that I'm crossin' the line again?
I've lost my mind, oh God I think I've thought of another fucking line
Forgive me father, for I have
But hip hop has left me with a violent streak
Defiant, now the odds of me to fuckin' be quiet
Probably gotta be 'bout as high as the Jolly Green
After he's fallen in pollen to a killer bee hive colony tryin' to sneak 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 just hit the block in your joggin' attire in
Boston, across the marathon finish and I
Put your against mine
Cause the arsenal I scar you for life, worse than Dzhokhar's
And I have a bomb, and barbed wire
Your bars are like Barney Fife with a fucking swiss knife
A saber that's Darth with arthritis at a bar fight
With the Dark Knight on a dark night with his tied up
I'm Dahmer-like I'm on the mic, I'm not gonna lie
I perform like I'm gonna die at the end of a so it's hard for the rhyme to end
Like 'em all I'm just ridin
Like I'm locked up a shot of Bonnie and Clyde called
Ronnie is driving, 'bout 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 ever see a mothafucka get
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)
Goin' automatic on anybody sporadic I
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)
Cause ain't nobody
Knowing for realer
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)