Luyện nghe bài hát Psycho

I can hear your heartbeat, you're scared, yeah
I can hear heartbeat, you're scared
I can your heartbeat, you're scared, yeah yeah
I can hear your heartbeat, you're

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

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

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

Man, these are raps, I'm keeping the savage batch hidden
The can of whoop ass with the lid
You pop off the top, it's opening vats of acid
Beat the Octomom to death with a Cabbage Kid
a snatch, yeah, there's something to jack a batch in
Impregnated then shoot up the sack with Mac-10s'
Triplets, quadruplets, and a couple of back-to-back
fetuses falling out all over, Jack is back again
The Ripper's at your service, girl I can see that nervous
But I barely scratched the surface like my batch of girlfriends
I buried in my fucking backyard still trying to dig their way out
I foam like an attack dog, how late you stay out?
It's past your curfew when dark, I'm searching for you in the park
Shady murdered him another virgin, he just hit his
He met his quota for the month, found Dakota all rolled up
Inside a bag, he probably the body for about a block
Disappeared a trace, no DNA, no not a drop
'Cause me and Dre and 50 we will never get caught by the
CSI, they hate us, but they gotta give a lot of
The drama pops, grab the butcher from off the counter tops

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

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

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

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

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

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