Psycho (feat. Eminem)

I can hear your heartbeat, you're scared, yeah, yeah

I can hear your heartbeat, you're scared, you're scared

I can hear your heartbeat, you're scared, yeah, yeah

I can hear your heartbeat, you're scared

You see, I'm a psycho, a sicko, I'm crazy

I said I got my knife pulled, I'll kill you if you make me

They wanna see me shot up, locked up and cage me

I'll come back bigger, stronger and angry

Yeah, look, look, I come from a different crew

You fuck with me, I'll get to you

A clip or two, I'll put through you just 'cause I ain't got shit to do

Pistol pop, a pussy drop, drama never ever stop

Eenie meenie miney moe, now Tre pound or forty-four

Pick a strap, the Tec, the Mac, the hawk, I'll stab it in your back

I'll blow your brains, I know your name

And where you rest, I'll make a mess

The hollow tips, they hit your chest, you cough up blood till E-M-S

Come pick you up, you know you fucked when you get on a stretcher

'Cause I'll come into ICU to see you off to heaven

The system, I done been through it, there's nothing new there to me

They locked me up, they let me out, you seen this in the movies

The criminals be criminals, why they up in corrections?

They come home, get a nine, then commit crime in perfection

It's murder one, they found the gun, now they doing ballistics

But they can't find a fingerprint, the shit's going terrific

Get so close to your target that it's really hard to miss it

You see, I'm a psycho, a sicko, I'm crazy

I said I got my knife pulled, I'll kill you if you make me

They wanna see me shot up, locked up and cage me

I'll come back bigger, stronger and angry

Man, these are average raps, I'm keeping the savage batch hidden

A can of whoop ass with the Shady Aftermath lid

You pop off the top, it's like opening vats of acid

Beat the Octomom to death with a Cabbage patch kid

Attack a snatch, yeah, there's something to jack a batch in

Impregnated then shoot up the embryo sack with Mac-10s

Triplets, quadruplets, and a couple of back to back twins

Dead fetuses falling out all over, jack is back again

The Ripper's at your service, girl, I can see that you're nervous

But I barely scratched the surface like my last batch of girlfriends

That I buried in my fucking backyard, still trying to dig their way out

I foam like an attack dog, how late you wanna stay out?

It's past your curfew, when it's dark, I'm searching for you in the park

Shady murdered him, another virgin, he just hit his mark

He met his quota for the month, they found Dakota all rolled up

Inside a bag, he probably dragged the body for about a block

Disappeared without a trace, no DNA, no not a drop

'Cause me and Dre and 50, we will never get caught by the cops

CSI, they hate us, but they gotta give a lot of props

The drama pops, grab the butcher knife from off the counter tops

You see, I'm a psycho, a sicko, I'm crazy

I said I got my knife pulled, I'll kill you if you make me

They wanna see me shot up, locked up and cage me

I'll come back bigger, stronger and angry

Yeah, I'm as ill as can be, my appeal is to serial killers

What a pill is to me, killing so villainously

Still as maniacal on the NyQuil and psycho as Michael Myers

You know what we're like on the motherfucking mic, so try us

And you're gonna find out what the fuck we're like with pliers

It's operation time, they got him hooked up to wires

Squeezing, he bleeding, wheezing, breathing, he half dead

He must ain't know, but now he know how Shady the Math is

Even murderous tactics get better with practice

Lead showers, gun powder, feel the talons burn, burn

School of arts, Julliard Arts, you better learn, learn

Chris Reeves in his grave, yeah, homie, turn, turn

I'm debating mutilating the lady, you've been waiting for Shady and Fif'

Ain't no duplicating it, baby

There's a baby in the dryer, there's a torso in the washer

I think it might even belong to Portia when I tossed her

Arms and legs in the garbage, cause the rest of her, I lost her

Her head is in the disposal with Jessica's, I squashed her

And put her through the ringer and hung her over the wash tub

When I'm through with Ricky, it'll be blood that he'll cough up

The hard rock, I'll soft up, get caught up and get washed up

In Detroit or Norfolk, witness this shit, end up nauseous

Look deep in my eye, see many, many men die

I swing gem stars faster than Samurai

You see, I'm a psycho, a sicko, I'm crazy

I said I got my knife pulled, I'll kill you if you make me

They wanna see me shot up, locked up and cage me

I'll come back bigger, stronger and angry