American Psycho III

[Intro: B-Real]

Yeah, homie

I thought we told you, we been fuckin' loco

Cypress Hill, D12, bitch!

[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

You know what? I am crazy, huh, as hell

Better get it through your brain

When you say my name

Never say it in vain 'cause I'm a psycho

Nigga, I'm about to snap in any minute nigga, evacuate

[Verse 1: Bizarre]

They found Saddam, but they ain't gon' 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 the fanny

I ain't a racist, I just hate whites

Fags and dykes, blacks and transvestites

Thirteen years old and joined a fuckin' gang

Hair under my ass cheeks feeling the fuckin' pain

Am I insane? Who really knows?

'Cause any second my temper can fuckin' blow

I get colder than December

Black the fuck out, tomorrow won't even remember

See, Bizarre can show you what violence is all about

And this Dr. Dre beat done brought it the fuck out

Run in your house and put a gun in your mouth

And blow your brains the fuck out

[Verse 2: 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

I been a little neanderthalish, no thanks to my man D'Angelo Bailey

But I just take it slow daily, my biggest dilemma's

Trying 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

It's been two hours and six days and I'm still up

I feel like I'm about to snap any minute

There's a new Tower Records about 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 with piss

And shatter his fucking lips with it

[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 3: B-Real]

Now lemme give you just a little peek inside of a a mind, where every day of the week, yeah, I'm adjustin' for crime

And I'm hearing the little voices speak out at me blind, and you know, the little [???]

I maybe have a chemical imbalance, but I can balance the barrel enough to make you come outta your apparel

To make you sing a little carol, hands in the air, like you're at a concert, above you like you just don't care

Now your jewels are my jewels, my tools got pulled

Your drawers, they got stole, break yourself, fool

What could you do to this maniac, this lunatic, that already hasn't been done?

Go ahead and shoot at him, put him in prison, alter his vision, make a decision, cuz if I ever get out of this hole, it's [???]

Never a change, sick in the brain, spit on your grave, shit on your name, give me the blame

[Outro: B-Real]

I'm a psycho (Sirens and a car crash)

(Gun shots)

Oof!