Luyện nghe bài hát Psychopath Killer

I you could consider it poetry
But with me it started out just words just words
They started looking like puzzle pieces so I
Connecting them to each other 'til they to resemble blank canvases
By this time I was an so
I just 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
I'm a killer
Did you ever we would come to find?
in my dreams

I'm a psychopath, I'm keepin' it plain
Lyrical murder is somethin' I've about
Ever since I was a little kid, in the class
a picture of my teacher, bullet in his head, ruler in his ass
With a in front of him, throwin' up, pissed off
symbolic of this thought, sick tot
To my enemy in a rush
I'm havin' of leavin' behind my dreams
anything less than a full bank
It's like I'm Hong, and I'm standin' in front of a gun
I'm puttin' myself in the way of a bullet to 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 that's so lyrical
To a kid that wouldn't what was hittin' if it hit him?
Now I wanna talk these niggas from Detroit
Beef on me and Shady who was thinkin' 'bout
We put the world onto it so how you say "fuck me"
You just might jinx yourself, whoop, your gon' do it
I was in that 911 in Chicago, 911 at the same time
I had been grindin' 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 ain't ever see a mothafucka get
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)
Goin' automatic on sporadic I choose
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)
Cause ain't nobody
Knowing nobody for
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)

It's an drinker, mister ringleader
I'm a thinker, I'm a street preacher
a street sweeper full of heat seekers
In your Jeep speakers I'mma keep
I don't need heaters, I got the cleaver
to the slaughterhouse
Niggas try to me I spell too much
Capital S to the laugh to the
Ho, U-S-E, now go to hell you fucks,
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 with the talk
I just moonwalk all over the beat I'm lightin' up the street
Crooked Michael Jackson 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)

it in the air, breathe it in the night
Sayin' I'm a
Did you ever think we come to find?
Maybe in my

The of retiring
Is me want to set your daughter on fire with a soldering iron
What up mom, for the rim job, are you hirin'?
I'm hopin' to up your opening
Oh but I know I gotta a lot of requirements
First I gotta you in the lobby and the isle and
You've already been with all the slaughter and I am in
No mood to be second fiddle, slob on this violin
no strings attached
I'm just the product of a hostile
But bein' up so brought up inspired
But I don't know why, it's still like I'm caught up a whirlpool
Not an appliance, but applyin' science, I psychotically rhyme
And it's like stars have aligned all in
Heart of a lion, of Goliath
Obscene talkin', the twine like a bean's and buyin'
But I walkin' the line between the wrong and the right
But I write seems 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 panicking I snapped back to my old antics and shenanigans
Dammit the mad again
Probably have ran up in the Vatican with that mannequin
Singin' "Bagpipes from Baghdad"
In my drag draggin' a faggot in, a glad bag
Won't be the last time I make a dramatic entrance, that again
You thought I was when I said I think that I'm crossin' the line again?
I've my mind, caution oh God I think I've thought of another fucking line
Forgive me father, for I sinned
But hip hop has left me brainwashed with a violent
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 next to a killer bee hive colony tryin' to 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 well just hit the in your joggin' attire in
Boston, the marathon finish line and I
Put your against mine
Cause the I have'll scar you for life, worse than Dzhokhar's
And I have a bomb, and barbed wire
Your bars are like Barney Fife with a swiss army knife
A saber that's Darth Vader with arthritis at a bar
With the Dark Knight on a dark night his arms 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 song so it's for the rhyme to end
Like fuck 'em all I'm ridin
Like I'm locked up inside a shot of and Clyde called
Uncle is driving, 'bout to burst in through the side door
Fuck up an asylum and park in the dining

(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 nobody iller
Knowing for realer
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)