American Psycho

[Intro: Eminem] A-houw! A-houw! A-houw! [Verse 1: Eminem & Bizarre] I'm the Devil, if ever there was such a thing The results of much too many drugs is what you're seeing I'm a mindfuck, completely disgu-uh-uh-sting (Chk-chk) (I'm what?) A human mutt, fuck a being I'm a dog, fuck lambs, I'm silencing '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 walking, talking Ouija board Speaking in tongues, I've never spoke this speech before Hem-de-lay-la, eni-nich-me-nough-mi-niche-mick-norf Have you ever experienced spirits in lyrics when you hear 'em? 'Til you scared to stare into any mirrors when you're near 'em? Well, if so, get ready for some shit, yo "Is this some kind of sick joke?" Shit, no, motherfucking schizo So disturbed, he just goes so berserk, 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? (Ha-ha-ha-ha) 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 (A-houw!) Than you could ever imagine in your wildest dreams You'll feel his pain in his silent screams You 'bout to journey into the mind of a psychopath killer Blood spiller, mentality much iller (A-houw!) Than you could ever imagine in your wildest dreams You'll feel his pain in his violent screams (A-houw!) [Verse 2: Bizarre & Eminem] It's Friday night, I'm at a rave again Picking up transvestites on my Harley-Davidson ("Hey, hop on") My girlfriend's a crackhead whore, she'll come to your door And 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? (Beat) Run the street and suck another nigga's meat? (Dumb whore! Ow, ow!) 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 ("I'm—") And I ain't got no food, my job, I've been cheated My girlfriend had a miscarriage, I had to eat it (I'm sorry, oh) My dick is burning, it ain't 'cause of disease Because I'm jacking off with gasoline mixed with antifreeze (Ah, ah, ah) I'm living in Waco, Texas, me and my girl Fuck David Koresh, I'm starting my own world It's called Bizarre Cemetery, it's scary Eating a virgin's cherry; they're all gonna laugh at you, Carrie! (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) [Chorus: Eminem & Bizarre] Journey into the mind of a psychopath killer Blood spiller, mentality much iller (A-houw!) Than you could ever imagine in your wildest dreams You'll feel his pain in his silent screams (You 'bout to) Journey into the mind of a psychopath killer Blood spiller, mentality much iller (A-houw!) Than you could ever imagine in your wildest dreams You'll feel his pain in his violent screams (A-houw!) [Verse 3: Kon Artis, Eminem & both] I was born feet first, smoke 40's and drink weed The Lord rehearsed my birth, I'm the worst breed Of nigga you ever set sight on, my right arm's Got more power than five of Ivan Drago's pythons 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" (Agh) As a youngin, I was beat where I was living (Aight) Cross-dressed, just to get thrown in the women's prison ("You're not...") I guess I was just stressed to be a hoodlum Being pressed, 'caused the stress that caused the Ritalin (Ha) 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're Bo Derek, I throw you face flat off the terrace So you can have somethin' to stare at (A-houw!) [Chorus: Eminem & Kon Artis] Journey into the mind of a psychopath killer Blood spiller, mentality much iller (A-houw!) Than you could ever imagine in your wildest dreams You'll feel his pain in his silent screams (You 'bout to) Journey into the mind of a psychopath killer Blood spiller, mentality much iller (A-houw!) Than you could ever imagine in your wildest dreams You'll feel his pain in his silent screams (A-houw!) [Outro: Bizarre & Eminem] Ha-ha-ha-ha (Aha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Aye, what the fuck You crazy motherfucker (A-houw!) Ha, you're crazy (A-houw!) (A-houw!) (A-houw!)