American Psycho (美国疯子) - D-12 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 mindf**k Completely dis-(gus)-ting I'm (white) a human mutt F**k a being I'm a dog - f**k lambs I'm silencin '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 walkin talkin ouija board Speakin in tongues I've 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 'em 'Til you scared to stare in into Any mirrors when you near 'em Well if so get ready for some sh*t yo "Is this some kind of sick joke " Sh*t no motherf**kin schitzo So disturbed He just goes so berzerk he tiptoes This verse was his urge 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 f**k 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 and 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 and His violent screams It's Friday night I'm at a rave again Pickin 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 (ni**a I'm takin these) Have you ever seen a b**ch get Beat because she won't cheat Run the street and suck Another ni**a'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 burnin It ain't cause of disease Because I'm jackin off with gasoline Mixed with antifreeze (AHH ) I'm livin in Waco Texas me and my girl F**k David Koresh I'm startin my own world It's called Bizarre Cemetary it's scary Eatin a virgin's cherry They're all gonna laugh at you Carey 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 and 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 and His violent screams I was born feet first Smoke 40's and drink w**d The Lord rehearsed my birth I'm the worst breed A ni**a you ever set sight on My right arm's Got more power than 5 a iontons Dragon's python so "Journey into the mind of A psychopath killer" Light yo' a** 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 livin (aight) Crossdressed 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 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 and 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 and His violent screams