American Psycho 2 lyrics

Artist	D-12
Album(s)	D12 World

Lyrics

Chorus - b-real]
I'm a little bit off the chain
Call me insane
But the fact remains
That I'm a psycho
Better get it through your brain
When you say my name
Never say it in vain
Cause I'm a psycho

[Verse 1 - swift]
I'm a motherfuckin omen
I bow down to no man
I'll split a ***** open
Killing folks compulsive
A soldier wit a motive
Scrotum big as boulders
I'll hold it then unload on you
Put on a poster, so everyone can notice who
Was focused on his pokin, they nose in our business
Hopin that I don't come smoke 'em
No one knows my notions or emotions,I'm a vulture
You niggas are close to croakin any moment
And I know when, I could fuck the culture up
Probably rap, a maniac, wit anxiety attacks
I don't wanna chat, speak when you spoken to
And I don't have to read a fuckin magazine or quoteable
To notice what you hoes'll do

[Verse 2 - kuniva]
We all soldiers, we move as a unit
We all roll up, show up at your residence
And light your front door up
Get scared, life ain't fair
And I'm prepared to blast you
Just as fast as dre can say hell yeah
So watch what you say
Cause it can happen either today or the next minute
I can draw the heater and spray and I'm dead serious
You could be dead period, end of story
I'm on your porch wit a gun and your son sippin a forty
Nobody can hold me, I does it all by my lonely
I stomp your head when you awake, you'll be looking like gumby
Aftermath and shady bitch
You can read it and weep
You see my poster in the hood for the g of the week

( Chorus )

[Verse 3 - bizzare]
They found saddam
But they ain't gonna find me
I'll be under a tree in buttfuck tennessee
And I don't know too much about my daddy
Except he spit in my face and fucked me in my fanny
I ain't a racist I just hate whites
Fags and dykes, blacks and transvestites
13 years old and joined a fucking gang
Hair under my ass cheeks feeling the fucking pain
Am I insane?, who really knows
Cause any second my temper can fucking
Blow, I get colder than december
Black the fuck out, tomorrow won't even remember
See bizzare can show what violence is all about
And this dr. dre beat brought it the fuck out
Run in your house and put a gun in your mouth
And blow your brains the fuck out

[Verse 4 - eminem]
I probably got a screw loose or two or maybe three or four of 'em
Some fell out and hit the floor
All I know is ever since my fuckin head hit the snowbank
Been a little niandrotholic, no thanks to my man d' angelo baily
But I just take it slow daily, my biggest delemia
Is tryin to figure whether to use the flat head or the phillips
Or just go to the home depot, and pick the new power drill up
Its been two hours and 6 days and I'm still up
I feel like I'm about to snap any minute
There's a new tower records
I'm bout to stop and get a fill-up
Pick the new cypress hill up
And go find who did that shit to xzibit
And go fill up a whole liquor bottle wit piss
And shatter his fuckin lips wit it

( Chorus )

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