Luyện nghe bài hát Psychopath Killer

I guess you could consider it
But with me it started out with just words words
They started looking like pieces so I started
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, 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, 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 never keepin' it
Lyrical is somethin' I've been about
Ever I was a little 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 symbolic of this thought, tot
To my inner in a rush
I'm havin' nightmares of leavin' behind my
With anything than a full bank
It's like I'm General Hong, and I'm standin' in of a gun
I'm myself in the way of a bullet to pull rank
The hood is my eyes but the wool ain't
Yeah, got the mentality of 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 know was hittin' if it hit him?
Now I wanna talk about these niggas Detroit
Beef on me and Shady who was thinkin' 'bout
We put the onto it so watch how you say "fuck me"
You just might jinx yourself, whoop, your gon' do it
Cause I was in that 911 in Chicago, 911 at the 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 get realer
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)
Goin' on anybody sporadic I choose
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)
Cause ain't iller
nobody for realer
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)

It's an elite drinker, mister
I'm a thinker, I'm a street preacher
With a street sweeper full of seekers
In your speakers I'mma keep ringers
I don't heaters, I got the meat cleaver
to the slaughterhouse
Niggas try to me I spell too much
Capital S to the to the T-E-R
Ho, U-S-E, now go to you fucks, word
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 with the flexing?
yes with the goon talk
I just all over the beat then I'm lightin' up the street
Crooked going Jackson on Thriller
I'm a psychopath, I'm a

You ain't see a mothafucka get realer
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)
automatic on anybody sporadic I choose
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)
Cause ain't iller
Knowing for realer
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)

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

The of retiring
Is makin' me want to set your daughter on fire a soldering iron
What up mom, for the rim job, are you hirin'?
I'm hopin' to fill up your
Oh but I know I gotta meet a lot of
First I gotta accept you in the lobby and the and
You've probably already with all the slaughter and I am in
No mood to be playin' second fiddle, on this violin
With no attached
I'm the product of a hostile environment
But brought up so brought up inspired
But I don't know why, it's still like I'm caught up inside a
Not an appliance, but applyin' science, I psychotically rhyme
And like stars have aligned all in alliance
Heart of a lion, balls of
Obscene talkin', the like a bean's talkin' and buyin'
But I keep walkin' the line between the wrong and the
But everything I write seems wrong and it's
I'm at all the static 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 that
"Bagpipes from Baghdad" again
In my dad's drag draggin' a in, a glad bag
Won't be the last I make a dramatic entrance, like that again
You thought I was lyin' I said I think that I'm crossin' the line again?
I've lost my mind, caution oh God I think I've thought of 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
gotta be 'bout as high as the Jolly Green Giant
After he's fallen in pollen next to a bee hive colony tryin' to sneak by it
So don't follow 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 block in 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 barbed
Your bars are like Barney Fife with a swiss army knife
A saber that's Vader with arthritis at a bar fight
With the Knight on a dark night with 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 hard for the to end
Like fuck 'em all I'm just
Like I'm locked up inside a shot of Bonnie and called
Ronnie is driving, 'bout to burst in through the side door
Fuck up an asylum and park in the 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 for realer
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)