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(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 iller nobody 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 sweeper full of heat seekers In your Jeep I'mma keep ringers I need heaters, I got the meat cleaver Welcome to the Niggas try to tell me I too much Capital S to the laugh to the Ho, U-S-E, now go to you fucks, word Making work quick as magic Abracadabra, the blacker than Africa Can you imagine a nigga bread for the blood? Money like Dracula, him some spatula, ask me a question Am I the best the flexing? Fuck yes with the talk I just moonwalk all the beat then I'm lightin' up the street Crooked going Michael on Thriller I'm a psychopath, I'm a
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it in the air, breathe it in the night Sayin' I'm a 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 hopin' to 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' second fiddle, slob on violin no strings attached I'm just the of a hostile environment But bein' brought up so up inspired But I know why, it's still like I'm caught up inside a whirlpool Not an appliance, but applyin' science, I psychotically rhyme And like stars have aligned all in alliance of a lion, balls of Goliath Obscene talkin', the like a bean's talkin' and buyin' But I keep walkin' the line between the wrong and the But I write seems wrong and it's like I'm ecstatic at all the static that I can cause In the of our modern society Now Catholics are panicking cause I snapped back to my old and shenanigans Dammit the pope's mad Probably shouldn't ran up in the Vatican with that mannequin Singin' "Bagpipes Baghdad" again In my dad's drag draggin' a faggot in, a bag Won't be the time I make a dramatic entrance, like that again You thought I was lyin' when I said I think I'm crossin' the line again? I've lost my mind, caution oh God I think I've thought of another line Forgive me father, for I sinned But hip hop has left me with a violent streak Defiant, now the odds of me to fuckin' be quiet gotta be 'bout as high as the Jolly Green Giant After he's fallen in pollen next to a killer bee hive tryin' to sneak by it So please follow me while I revive rap I'ma start up a rioting, try to stop it or it You're not gonna, might as well just hit the in your joggin' attire in Boston, across the marathon line and I Put thoughts against mine Cause the arsenal I have'll scar you for life, worse than And I have a bomb, pliers and barbed Your bars are like Barney Fife with a fucking army knife A saber that's Darth Vader with at a bar fight With the Dark Knight on a dark 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 hard for the rhyme to end fuck 'em all I'm just ridin Like I'm locked up inside a shot of Bonnie and Clyde Uncle Ronnie is driving, 'bout to burst in through the door Fuck up an asylum and park in the room
(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 sporadic I choose (A psychopath, I'm a killer) ain't nobody iller Knowing for realer (A psychopath, I'm a killer)