American Psycho

American Psycho

Eminem

[Verse 1] (Eminem)

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-(gus)-ting

I'm (white), a human mutt, fuck a being

I'm a dog - fuck 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 shit yo

"Is this some kind of sick joke?" Shit no, motherfuckin schitzo

So disturbed, he just goes so berzerk 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?

[Chorus: Eminem]

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

[Verse 2] (Bizarre)

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 (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 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

Fuck 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

[Chorus]

[Verse 3] (Kon Artis with Eminem in parentheses)

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 (?) Dragon's python 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 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

[Chorus]