Luyện nghe bài hát Psychopath Killer

I guess you consider it poetry
But with me it started out with words just words
They started looking like puzzle so I started
Connecting them to other 'til they started to resemble blank canvases
By time 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 think we come to find?
Maybe in my

I'm a psychopath, I'm never keepin' it
Lyrical murder is somethin' I've 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 toilet in front of him, up, pissed off
Prolly symbolic of this thought, tot
To my enemy in a rush
I'm havin' nightmares of leavin' my dreams
With less 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 pull
The hood is my eyes but the wool ain't
Yeah, got the of bein' with a wizard
Every award show, we even get considered
How do you sell somethin' that's so
To a kid that wouldn't know what was if it hit him?
Now I wanna talk about these niggas from
Beef on me and who was thinkin' 'bout Detroit
We put the world it so watch how you say "fuck me"
You just jinx yourself, whoop, your girl 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 lyrically better, you be a killer

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

It's an elite drinker, mister
I'm a deep thinker, I'm a preacher
With a street full of heat seekers
In your Jeep speakers keep ringers
I don't need heaters, I got the meat
Welcome to the
Niggas try to tell me I spell too
S to the laugh to the T-E-R
Ho, U-S-E, now go to you fucks, word
Making work disappear as magic
Abracadabra, the trafficker blacker than
Can you imagine a nigga flipping bread for the
Money like Dracula, hand him spatula, ask me a question
Am I the best the flexing?
Fuck yes with the goon
I just moonwalk all over the then I'm lightin' up the street
Crooked Michael 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
Knowing nobody for
(A psychopath, I'm a killer)

it in the air, breathe it in the night
Sayin' I'm a
Did you ever think we would come to
Maybe in my

The of retiring
Is makin' me want to set daughter on fire with a soldering iron
What up mom, for the rim job, are you hirin'?
I'm to fill up your opening
Oh but I know I gotta meet a lot of
First I gotta accept you in the and the isle and
You've already been with all the slaughter and I am in
No mood to be playin' fiddle, slob on this violin
With no strings
I'm just the product of a hostile
But brought up so brought up inspired
But I don't know why, it's still like I'm caught up a whirlpool
Not an appliance, but applyin' science, I psychotically rhyme
And it's like stars have aligned all in
of a lion, balls of Goliath
Obscene talkin', the like a bean's talkin' and buyin'
But I keep walkin' the line the wrong and the right
But everything I seems wrong and it's like
I'm at all the static that I can still cause
In the fabric of our modern
Now Catholics are panicking cause I snapped back to my old antics and
Dammit the mad again
Probably shouldn't have ran up in the with that mannequin
Singin' "Bagpipes from Baghdad"
In my dad's drag draggin' a in, a glad bag
be the last time I make a dramatic entrance, like that again
You thought I was lyin' when I said I think that I'm crossin' the line
I've lost my mind, caution oh God I I've thought of another fucking line
Forgive me father, for I sinned
But hip hop has me brainwashed with a violent streak
Defiant, now the odds of me to fuckin' be quiet
Probably gotta be as high as the Jolly Green Giant
After he's in pollen next to a killer bee hive colony tryin' to sneak by it
So please don't follow me 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 finish and I
Put your thoughts mine
Cause the I have'll scar you for life, worse than Dzhokhar's
And I have a bomb, and barbed wire
Your bars are Barney Fife with a fucking swiss army knife
A saber that's Darth with arthritis at a bar fight
With the Dark Knight on a night with his arms tied up
I'm Dahmer-like when I'm on the mic, I'm not lie
I perform 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 just
Like I'm up inside a shot of Bonnie and Clyde called
Ronnie is driving, 'bout to burst in through the side door
Fuck up an asylum and in the dining room

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