I you could consider it poetry But with me it started out with just words words They looking like puzzle pieces so I started Connecting them to other 'til they started to resemble blank canvases By this I was an artist so I just started to see 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)
Feelin' it in the air, breathe it in the I'm a killer Did you think we would come to find? in my dreams
I'm a psychopath, I'm never keepin' it Lyrical murder is somethin' 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 thought, sick tot To my inner in a rush I'm havin' of leavin' behind my dreams With anything less a full bank It's I'm General Hong, and I'm standin' in front of a gun I'm puttin' myself in the way of a bullet to pull The is over my eyes but the wool ain't Yeah, got the mentality of bein' a wizard Every award show, we don't get considered How do you sell somethin' so lyrical To a kid that know what was hittin' if it hit him? Now I wanna talk about niggas from Detroit Beef on me and Shady who was thinkin' 'bout We put the world onto it so how you say "fuck me" You just might yourself, whoop, your girl gon' do it I was in that 911 in Chicago, 911 at the same time I had already 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 nobody Knowing nobody for (A psychopath, I'm a killer)
an elite drinker, mister ringleader I'm a deep thinker, I'm a preacher a street sweeper full of heat seekers In your Jeep speakers I'mma ringers I need 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 quick as magic Abracadabra, the trafficker blacker than Can you imagine a nigga flipping for the blood? Money like Dracula, him some spatula, ask me a question Am I the best with the Fuck yes with the talk I just moonwalk all over the beat 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 nobody nobody for realer (A psychopath, I'm a killer)
Feelin' it in the air, breathe it in the Sayin' I'm a Did you ever think we come to find? Maybe in my
The thought of Is makin' me want to set your daughter on fire with a iron 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 gotta accept you in the lobby and the 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 of a hostile environment But bein' up so brought up inspired But I don't know why, still 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 of a lion, balls of Goliath Obscene talkin', the like a bean's talkin' and buyin' But I walkin' the line between the wrong and the right But everything I write seems wrong and like I'm ecstatic at all the static I can still cause In the fabric of our society Now Catholics are panicking cause I snapped to my old antics and shenanigans Dammit the pope's mad Probably have ran up in the Vatican with that mannequin Singin' "Bagpipes Baghdad" again 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 thought I was lyin' when I said I that I'm crossin' the line again? I've lost my mind, oh God I think I've thought of another fucking line me father, for I have sinned But hip hop has me brainwashed with a violent streak Defiant, now the odds of me tryin' to be quiet Probably gotta be 'bout as high as the Green Giant After he's fallen in pollen next to a killer bee hive 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 your attire in Boston, across the marathon finish and I Put thoughts against mine Cause the arsenal I have'll scar you for life, worse than And I have a bomb, and barbed wire Your bars are like Fife with a fucking swiss army knife A saber that's Darth with arthritis at a bar fight With the Dark Knight on a dark night his arms tied 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 song so it's for the rhyme to end Like fuck 'em all I'm ridin Like I'm locked up inside a of Bonnie and Clyde called Uncle Ronnie is driving, 'bout to burst in the side door up an asylum and park in the dining room
(I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer) 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 ain't nobody Knowing nobody for (A psychopath, I'm a killer)