D12 - American Psycho Lyrics
[eminem]Im the devil - if ever there was such a thingThe results of much too many drugs what youre seeingIm a mind*****, completely dis-(gus)-tingIm (white), a human mutt, ***** a beingIm a dog - ***** lambs, Im silencin em allIm involved in murders forensic science couldnt solveGiant set of balls too big to buy a set of drawersMight as well unzip my fly and let em fall to the floorEach thoughts completely warpedIm like a walkin, talkin, ouija boardSpeakin in tongues, Ive never spoke this speech before.. hhem-delle-la, ennich-me-noughh-mi-niche-mick-norr ..Have you ever experienced spirits in lyrics when you hear emtil you scared to stare in into any mirrors when you near em?Well if so, get ready for some shit yoIs this some kind of sick joke? shit no, mother*****in schitzoSo disturbed, he just goes so berzerk he tiptoesThis verse was his urge to slit throats of just hoesJust goes to shizzow you dizzont, fizzuck withSo-someone this disturbed, sa-sippin on si-zzurpSo - lock your doors, drop to the floorsGet your shotguns drawn - here comes another clockwork orangeLook at bizarre; you really think hes right in his mind?What the ***** you thinks goin through it when hes writin his rhyme?[chorus: eminem]You bout to - journey into the mind of a psychopath killerBlood spiller, mentality much illerThan you could ever imagine in your wildest dreamsYoull feel his pain and his silent screamsYou bout to - journey into the mind of a psychopath killerBlood spiller, mentality much illerThan you could ever imagine in your wildest dreamsYoull feel his pain and his violent screams[bizarre]Its friday night, Im at a rave againPickin up transvestites on my harley-davidson (hey hop on)My girlfriends a crackhead whoreShell come to your door, suck your dick on the floorAnd take your bottles to the store (nigga Im takin these)Have you ever seen a ***** get beat because she wont cheatRun the street and suck another niggas meat?My sons sixteen years old with nowhere to stay (dad its me)I told him he wasnt mine, slammed the door in his faceAnd I aint got no food, my job Ive been cheatedMy girlfriend had a miscarriage (Im sorry) I had to eat it (ohh)My dick is burnin, it aint cause of diseaseBecause Im jackin off with gasoline mixed with antifreeze (ahh!)Im livin in waco texas, me and my girl***** david koresh, Im startin my own worldIts called bizarre cemetary, its scaryEatin a virgins cherry, theyre all gonna laugh at you carey[chorus][kon artis]I was born feet first, smoke 40s and drink weedThe lord rehearsed my birth, Im the worst breedA nigga you ever set sight on, my right armsGot more power than (? ) dragons python soJourney into the mind of a psychopath killerLight yo ass like a liquid nitro-gas spillerPsycho slash michael myers, michael jacks thrillerRifle slash knife faggot thats your cop killerAs a yungun, I was beat where I was livin (aight)Crossdressed just to get thrown in the womens prisonI guess I was just stressed to be a hoodlumBeing pressed caused the stress that caused the ritalinPressed stressed and ritalin caused the cops feelingsTo be hurt after they seen what I did to those childrenIm vulgaric, you bo derek; I throw you face flat off the terraceSo you can have somethin to stare at[chorus]
