Luyện nghe bài hát Psychopath Killer

I guess you could it poetry
But with me it started out with just words words
They started looking like pieces so I started
Connecting them to each other 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)

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

I'm a psychopath, I'm never it plain
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 in front of him, throwin' up, pissed off
Prolly 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
like 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' a wizard
award show, we don't even get considered
How do you sell somethin' so lyrical
To a kid wouldn't know what was hittin' if it hit him?
Now I wanna talk these niggas from Detroit
on me and Shady who was thinkin' 'bout Detroit
We put the world onto it so how you say "fuck me"
You just might 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 you're lyrically better, you be a killer

(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)
ain't nobody iller
Knowing for realer
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)

It's an drinker, mister ringleader
I'm a deep thinker, I'm a street
With a street sweeper full of heat
In your Jeep speakers keep 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 laugh to the
Ho, U-S-E, now go to hell you fucks,
Making disappear quick as magic
Abracadabra, the trafficker blacker than
Can you imagine a nigga flipping for the blood?
Money like Dracula, hand him some spatula, ask me a
Am I the with the flexing?
Fuck yes with the goon
I just moonwalk all over the 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)
Goin' automatic on anybody I choose
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)
Cause ain't nobody
Knowing for realer
(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 come to
in my dreams

The thought of
Is makin' me want to set your daughter on fire with a soldering
What up mom, applyin' for the rim job, are you
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 probably already been all the slaughter and I am in
No mood to be playin' fiddle, slob on this violin
With no strings
I'm just the product of a hostile
But bein' brought up so up inspired
But I don't know why, it's 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
Heart of a lion, of Goliath
Obscene talkin', the twine like a talkin' and buyin'
But I keep walkin' the between the wrong and the right
But everything I write seems and it's like
I'm ecstatic at all the static that I can cause
In the of our modern society
Now Catholics are cause I snapped back to my old antics and shenanigans
the pope's mad again
Probably shouldn't have ran up in the with that mannequin
Singin' "Bagpipes from Baghdad"
In my dad's draggin' a faggot in, a glad bag
Won't be the last time I make a dramatic entrance, that 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 thought of another fucking line
me father, for I have sinned
But hip hop has left me with a violent streak
Defiant, now the of me tryin' to fuckin' be quiet
Probably gotta be 'bout as high as the Jolly Green
he's fallen in pollen next to a killer bee hive colony tryin' 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 mine
Cause the I have'll scar you for life, worse than Dzhokhar's
And I have a bomb, pliers and wire
Your bars are Barney Fife with a fucking swiss 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 so it's hard for the rhyme to end
Like fuck 'em all I'm just
I'm locked up inside a shot of Bonnie and Clyde called
Uncle Ronnie is driving, 'bout to burst in through the side
up an asylum 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 nobody
Knowing nobody for
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)