I guess you could it poetry But with me it started out with just words words They started looking like puzzle pieces so I Connecting to each other 'til they started to resemble blank canvases By this I was an artist so I just started to see these pictures, these 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, breathe it in the Sayin' I'm a Did you ever we would come to find? Maybe in my
I'm a psychopath, I'm keepin' it plain Lyrical murder is I've been about since I was a little kid, doodlin' in the class Drew a picture of my teacher, bullet in his head, in his ass With a toilet in front of him, throwin' up, off Prolly symbolic of this thought, tot To my inner in a rush I'm havin' nightmares of behind my dreams With anything less a full bank It's like I'm General Hong, and I'm standin' in of a gun I'm puttin' myself in the way of a bullet to pull The hood is over my eyes but the ain't Yeah, got the mentality of bein' with a Every show, we don't even get considered How do you somethin' that's so lyrical To a kid that wouldn't what was hittin' if it hit him? Now I wanna about these niggas from Detroit on me and Shady who was thinkin' 'bout Detroit We put the onto it so watch 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 been 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 ever see a mothafucka get (A psychopath, I'm a killer) Goin' automatic on anybody I choose (A psychopath, I'm a killer) Cause ain't iller nobody for realer (A psychopath, I'm a killer)
It's an drinker, mister ringleader I'm a deep thinker, I'm a preacher With a street full of heat seekers In your Jeep speakers I'mma ringers I don't heaters, I got the meat cleaver to the slaughterhouse Niggas try to tell me I too much 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 Africa Can you imagine a flipping bread for the blood? Money like Dracula, him some spatula, ask me a question Am I the best with the Fuck yes the goon talk I just moonwalk all the beat then I'm lightin' up the street going 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 anybody 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, it in the night I'm a killer Did you ever think we come to find? in my dreams
The thought of Is makin' me want to set your daughter on fire with a iron up mom, applyin' for the rim job, are you hirin'? I'm to fill up your opening Oh but I know I gotta meet a lot of First I gotta you in the lobby and the isle and You've probably already been with all the and I am in No mood to be playin' fiddle, slob on this violin no strings attached I'm just the product of a environment 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' 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 talkin' and buyin' But I keep walkin' the 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 are panicking cause I snapped back to my old antics and shenanigans Dammit the pope's mad Probably shouldn't have ran up in the Vatican with mannequin Singin' "Bagpipes Baghdad" again In my dad's drag 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 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 brainwashed with a streak Defiant, now the odds of me tryin' to fuckin' be Probably gotta be as high as the Jolly Green Giant After he's fallen in pollen next to a killer bee colony tryin' to sneak by it So please don't me while 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, across the finish line and I Put thoughts against 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 like Barney Fife a fucking swiss army knife A saber that's Darth Vader 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 like I'm gonna die at the end of a song so it's 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 is driving, 'bout 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 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 for realer (A psychopath, I'm a killer)