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D12 - American Pyscho D12 - American Pyscho |
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oakorduj | Rok vzniku: 2006
Poznámka: pisnicka ze starsiho alba Devil\'s night
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*** Autor textu: D12 *** Autor hudby: D12 | American Pyscho
[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 mind f**ked
Completely disgusting
(im what?)
I'm a human mutt
f**k a being I'm a dog
f**k lambs
I'm silenc of them 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
Khem dellelleh
Enemech noomph meekh neesh meekh nohph
Have you ever experienced spirits and lyrics
When you hear 'em you scared
To stare into any mirrors when you near 'em
Well if so
Get ready for some s**t yo
This some kinda sick joke?
s**t no
Motherf**king schizo
So disturbed
you just go
so berserk
You tip toes
fist first
with scissors
To slit throats
of just hoes
It just goes
to shizow
You dizon't
fizuck with
Someone this disturbed
Sipping on syzerup
So lock your doors
Drop to the floor
Get your shotguns drawn
Here comes another Clockwork Orange
Look at Bizarre
Do you really think he's right in his mind?
What the f**k you think's going through it
When he's writing his rhyme?
[Chorus]
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 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 feel his pain in his vilent screams
[Bizarre]
Its friday night, Im at a rave again
picking up transvestites on my harley davidson
(man hop on)
My girlfriends a crack head whore
She'll come to your door
Suck your d**k on the floor
and take your bottles to the store
(nigga im takin these)
Have you ever seen a b***h beat because she wont cheat
run the street and suck another niggas meat
Im sons 16 years old with no where to stay
(dad its me)
I told him he wasn't mine and slammed the door on his face
I aint got no food, my job ive been cheated
My girlfriend had a misscarriage (im sorry I had to eat it)
My d**k is burning (it isn't 'cause of disease)
its because im jacking off with gasoline mixed anitfreeze
Im living in waco texas, me and my girl
f**k david karish, im startin my own world
Its called bizarres cemetary, its scary
eatin the virgins cherry (there all gonna laugh at your carrey)
[Chorus]
I was born feet first, smoke 40's and drink weed
The lord rehearsed my birth, im the worst breed
a nigga you never set sight on
my right arms
got more power then fiva ivon dragons python
(journey into the mind of pyschopath killa)
light your a** like a liquid nitro gas spilla
pyscho slash micheal myers, micheal jack's thrilla
riffle slash knife faggot dash cop killa
As a youngin I was beat for just livin
Cross dressed just to get thrown in the womens prison
I guess i was just dressed to be a hoodlem
being pressed cause the stress that cause the ridelin
pressed dressed and ridelin
cause the cops feelins to be hurt after they seen what i did to those children
i vallgareck your bo derrick
i through your face flat out the tarrace
so you can have somethine to stare at.
[Chorus]
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