Luyện nghe bài hát Psychopath Killer

I guess you consider it poetry
But me it started out with just words just words
They looking like puzzle pieces so I started
Connecting them to each other 'til they 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, it in the night
I'm a killer
Did you ever think we would to find?
Maybe in my

I'm a psychopath, I'm never it plain
Lyrical is somethin' I've been about
Ever I was a little kid, doodlin' in the class
a picture of my teacher, bullet in his head, ruler in his ass
With a toilet in front of him, up, pissed off
Prolly symbolic of thought, sick tot
To my enemy in a rush
I'm havin' of leavin' behind my dreams
With anything than a full bank
It's like I'm General Hong, and I'm in front of a gun
I'm puttin' myself in the way of a bullet to rank
The hood is my eyes but the wool ain't
Yeah, got the mentality of bein' a wizard
Every award show, we even get considered
How do you sell somethin' so lyrical
To a kid that wouldn't know was hittin' if it hit him?
Now I wanna talk about these from Detroit
Beef on me and who was thinkin' 'bout Detroit
We put the world it so watch how you say "fuck me"
You just might jinx yourself, whoop, girl gon' do it
Cause I was in that 911 in Chicago, 911 at the time
I had already been grindin' '97, that's longevity
And if you think you're lyrically better, you be a killer

(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)
ain't nobody iller
Knowing nobody for
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)

It's an elite drinker, ringleader
I'm a deep thinker, I'm a street
With a street sweeper full of seekers
In your speakers I'mma keep ringers
I don't need heaters, I got the cleaver
Welcome to the
Niggas try to me I spell too much
S to the laugh to the T-E-R
Ho, U-S-E, now go to hell you fucks,
Making disappear quick as magic
Abracadabra, the trafficker blacker Africa
Can you a nigga flipping bread for the blood?
Money Dracula, hand him some spatula, ask me a question
Am I the with the flexing?
Fuck yes the goon talk
I just moonwalk all over the then I'm lightin' up the street
Crooked going Jackson on Thriller
I'm a psychopath, I'm a

You ever see a mothafucka get realer
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)
Goin' automatic on anybody sporadic I
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)
ain't nobody 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 would come to
in my dreams

The thought of
Is makin' me want to set your daughter on with a soldering iron
up mom, applyin' for the rim job, are you hirin'?
I'm hopin' to fill up your
Oh but I know I meet a lot of requirements
First I gotta accept you in the and the isle and
You've probably already been all the slaughter and I am in
No mood to be second fiddle, slob on this violin
With no strings
I'm just the of a hostile environment
But bein' brought up so up inspired
But I don't know why, it's like I'm caught up inside a whirlpool
Not an appliance, but applyin' this science, I psychotically
And it's stars have aligned all in alliance
Heart of a lion, balls of
Obscene talkin', the twine a bean's talkin' and buyin'
But I keep walkin' the between the wrong and the right
But everything I seems wrong and it's like
I'm ecstatic at all the static that I can cause
In the fabric of our society
Now Catholics are panicking cause I snapped back to my old and shenanigans
Dammit the mad again
Probably shouldn't have ran up in the Vatican with that
"Bagpipes from Baghdad" again
In my dad's drag draggin' a faggot in, a bag
Won't be the last time I make a entrance, like that again
You thought I was lyin' when I said I think that I'm crossin' the again?
I've lost my mind, caution oh God I think I've thought of another line
Forgive me father, for I have
But hip hop has left me brainwashed with a violent
Defiant, now the of me tryin' to fuckin' be quiet
Probably gotta be 'bout as high as the Jolly Green
he's fallen in pollen next to a killer 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 hit the block in your joggin' attire in
Boston, the marathon finish line and I
Put your thoughts against
Cause the arsenal I have'll scar you for life, than Dzhokhar's
And I have a bomb, pliers and wire
Your bars are like Barney Fife a fucking swiss army knife
A saber that's Darth with arthritis at a bar fight
With the Knight on a dark night with his arms tied up
I'm when I'm on the mic, I'm not gonna lie
I like I'm gonna die at the end of a song so it's hard for the rhyme to end
Like fuck 'em all I'm ridin
Like I'm locked up inside a shot of Bonnie and Clyde
Uncle Ronnie is driving, 'bout to burst in through the door
Fuck up an asylum and park in the room

(I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer)
You ain't ever see a get realer
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)
automatic on anybody sporadic I choose
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)
Cause nobody iller
nobody for realer
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)