D12 - American Psycho

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    D12 - American Psycho
    I'm the devil, if ever there was such a thing
    The results of much too many drugs what you're seeing
    I'm a mindfuck, completely dis-(gu-uh-uh)-sting
    I'm (what) a human mutt fuck a being
    I'm a dog, fuck lambs, I'm silencing 'em all
    I'm involved in murders forensic science couldn't solve
    Giant set of balls too big to buy a set of drawers
    Might as well unzip my fly and let 'em fall to the floor
    Each thought's completely warped
    I'm like a walking, talking Ouija board
    Speaking in tongues, I've never spoke this speech before
    Hhem-delle-la, ennich-me-noughh-mi-niche-mick-norrf
    Have you ever experienced spirits in lyrics when you hear 'em
    'Til you scared to stare into any mirrors when you near 'em?
    Well if so, get ready for some shit yo
    "Is this some kind of sick joke?" Shit no, motherfucking schizo
    So disturbed, he just goes so berserk, he tiptoes
    Fist first with scissors to slit throats of just hoes
    Just goes to shizzow you dizzon't fizzuck with
    So-someone this disturbed, sa-sippin on si-zzurp
    So lock your doors, drop to the floors
    Get your shotguns drawn, here comes another Clockwork Orange
    Look at Bizarre, you really think he's right in his mind?
    What the fuck you think's goin' through it when he's writin' his rhyme?
    You 'bout to journey into the mind of a psychopath killer
    Blood spiller, mentality much iller
    Than you could ever imagine in your wildest dreams
    You'll feel his pain in his silent screams
    You 'bout to journey into the mind of a psychopath killer
    Blood spiller, mentality much iller
    Than you could ever imagine in your wildest dreams
    You'll feel his pain in his violent screams
    It's Friday night, I'm at a rave again
    Picking up transvestites on my Harley-Davidson (hey hop on)
    My girlfriend's a crackhead whore
    She'll come to your door, suck your dick on the floor
    And take your bottles to the store (nigga, I'm takin these)
    Have you ever seen a bitch get beat because she won't cheat
    Run the street and suck another nigga's meat?
    My son's sixteen years old with nowhere to stay (dad it's me)
    I told him he wasn't mine, slammed the door in his face
    And I ain't got no food, my job I've been cheated
    My girlfriend had a miscarriage (I'm sorry) I had to eat it (ohh)
    My dick is burning, it ain't cause of disease
    Because I'm jacking off with gasoline mixed with antifreeze (AHH!)
    I'm living in Waco, Texas, me and my girl
    Fuck David Koresh, I'm starting my own world
    It's called Bizarre Cemetery, it's scary
    Eating a virgin's cherry; they're all gonna laugh at you, Carrie!
    Journey into the mind of a psychopath killer
    Blood spiller, mentality much iller
    Than you could ever imagine in your wildest dreams
    You'll feel his pain in his silent screams
    You 'bout to journey into the mind of a psychopath killer
    Blood spiller, mentality much iller
    Than you could ever imagine in your wildest dreams
    You'll feel his pain in his violent screams
    I was born feet first, smoke 40's and drink weed
    The Lord rehearsed my birth, I'm the worst breed
    A nigga you ever set sight on, my right arm's
    Got more power than 5 of Ivan Drago's pythons so
    "Journey into the mind of a psychopath killer"
    Light yo' ass like a liquid nitro-gas spiller
    Psycho slash Michael Myers, Michael Jack's "Thriller"
    Rifle slash knife faggot that's your "Cop Killer"
    As a yung'un, I was beat where I was living (aight)
    Cross-dressed just to get thrown in the women's prison
    I guess I was just stressed to be a hoodlum
    Being pressed caused the stress that caused the Ritalin
    Pressed stressed and Ritalin caused the cop's feelings
    To be hurt after they seen what I did to those children
    I'm vulgaric, you Bo Derek, I throw you face flat off the terrace
    So you can have somethin' to stare at
    Journey into the mind of a psychopath killer
    Blood spiller, mentality much iller
    Than you could ever imagine in your wildest dreams
    You'll feel his pain in his silent screams
    You 'bout to journey into the mind of a psychopath killer
    Blood spiller, mentality much iller
    Than you could ever imagine in your wildest dreams
    You'll feel his pain in his silent screams.
    Paroliers : D12
    Album : Devil's Night
    Label : Interscope Records 2000
    Transcription : genius.com
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    Category : Klip İzle

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