Psycho

Album: Before I Self Destruct (2009)
  • I can hear your heartbeat, you're scared, yeah yeah
    I can hear your heartbeat, you're scared
    I can hear your heartbeat, you're scared, yeah yeah
    I can hear your heartbeat, you're scared

    You see, I'm a psycho, a sicko, I'm crazy
    I said I got my knife pulled, I'll kill you if you make me
    They wanna see me shot up, locked up and cage me
    I'll come back bigger, stronger and angry

    Look look, I've come from a different crew
    You fuck with me, I'll get to you
    A clip or two, I'll put through you
    'Cause I ain't got shit to do
    Pistol poppin', a pussy drop
    Drama never ever stop
    Eenie meenie miney moe
    Now tre pound or 44
    Pick a strap the Tec, the Mac
    The hawk I'll stab it in your back
    I'll blow your brains, I know your name
    And where you rest, I'll make a mess
    The hollow tips hit ya chest
    Call for blood to E-M-S
    Come pick you up
    You know you fucked when
    You get on a stretcher
    'Cause I'll come in to ICU
    To see you off to heaven
    The system I done been through it
    There's nothing new to me
    They locked me up they let me out
    You seen this in the movies
    The criminals be criminals
    Why they up in corrections
    They come home, get a 9
    Nigga commit trying perfection
    It's murder when they found the gun now they doing ballistic
    But they can't find a fingerprint the shit's going terrific
    Get so close to your target that it's really hard to miss it

    You see, I'm a psycho, a sicko, I'm crazy
    I said I got my knife pulled, I'll kill you if you make me
    They wanna see me shot up, locked up and cage me
    I'll come back bigger, stronger and angry

    Man, these are average raps, I'm keeping the savage batch hidden
    The can of whoop ass with the Shady/Aftermath lid
    You pop off the top, it's like opening vats of acid
    Beat the Octomom to death with a Cabbage Patch Kid
    Attack a snatch, yeah, there's something to jack a batch in
    Impregnated then shoot up the embryo sack with Mac-10s'
    Triplets, quadruplets, and a couple of back-to-back twins
    Dead fetuses falling out all over, Jack is back again
    The Ripper's at your service, girl I can see that you're nervous
    But I barely scratched the surface like my last batch of girlfriends
    That I buried in my fucking backyard still trying to dig their way out
    I foam like an attack dog, how late you wanna stay out?
    It's past your curfew when it's dark, I'm searching for you in the park
    Shady murdered him another virgin, he just hit his mark
    He met his quota for the month, they found Dakota all rolled up
    Inside a bag, he probably dragged the body for about a block
    Disappeared without a trace, no DNA, no not a drop
    'Cause me and Dre and 50 we will never get caught by the cops
    CSI, they hate us, but they gotta give a lot of props
    The drama pops, grab the butcher knife from off the counter tops

    You see, I'm a psycho, a sicko, I'm crazy
    I said I got my knife pulled, I'll kill you if you make me
    They wanna see me shot up, locked up and cage me
    I'll come back bigger, stronger and angry

    I'm as ill as can be
    My appeal is to serial killers what a pill is to me
    Killing so villainously
    Still as maniacal on the NyQuil and psycho as Michael Myers
    You know what we're like on the motherfucking mic so try us
    And you're gonna find out what the fuck we're like with pliers

    It's operation time, they got him hooked up to wires
    Squeezing, he bleeding wheezing, breathing he half dead
    He must ain't know, but now he know how Shady the Math is
    Even murderous tactics get better with practice
    Lead showers, gun powder, feel the talons burn burn
    School of arts, Julliard, you better learn learn

    Chris Reeves in his grave, yeah, homie, turn turn
    I'm debating mutilating the lady
    You've been waiting for Shady and Fif, ain't no duplicating it, baby
    There's a baby in the dryer, there's a torso in the washer
    I think it might even belong to Portia when I tossed her
    Arms and legs in the garbage, cause the rest of her, I lost her
    Her head is in the disposal with Jessica's, I squashed her
    I put her on the ringer and hung her over the wash tub

    When I'm through with Ricky it'll be blood that he'll cough up
    The hard rock I'll soft up, get caught up and get washed up
    In Detroit or Norfolk, witness this shit, end up nauseous
    Look deep in my eye, see many many men die
    I swing gem stars faster than a Samurai

    You see, I'm a psycho, a sicko, I'm crazy
    I said I got my knife pulled, I'll kill you if you make me
    They wanna see me shot up, locked up and cage me
    I'll come back bigger, stronger and angry Writer/s: ANDRE YOUNG, DAWAUN PARKER, MARK BATSON, MARSHALL B III MATHERS, TREVOR ANTHONY LAWRENCE, CURTIS JACKSON
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

Comments

Be the first to comment...

Editor's Picks

Best Band LogosSong Writing

Queen, Phish and The Stones are among our picks for the best band logos. Here are their histories and a design analysis from an expert.

Jules Shear - "All Through The Night"They're Playing My Song

Shears does very little promotion, which has kept him secluded from the spotlight. What changed when Cyndi Lauper had a hit with his song? Not much, really.

Rick AstleySongwriter Interviews

Rick Astley on "Never Gonna Give You Up," "Cry For Help," and his remarkable resurgence that gave him another #1 UK album.

The Girl in That SongFact or Fiction

Billie Jean, Delilah, Sara, Laura and Sharona - do you know who the girls in the songs really are?

P.F. SloanSongwriter Interviews

P.F. was a teenager writing hits and playing on tracks for Jan & Dean when he wrote a #1 hit that got him blackballed.

Dwight TwilleySongwriter Interviews

Since his debut single "I'm On Fire" in 1975, Dwight has been providing Spinal-Tap moments and misadventure.