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- 50 Cent Psycho (Feat. Eminem) 歌詞
- 50 Cent
- I can hear your heartbeat your scared yeah yeah
I can hear your heartbeat your scared
I can hear your heartbeat your scared yeah yeah
I can hear your heartbeat your scared
You see I'm a psycho a sicko I'm crazy
I see I come at night boy I kill you you make me
They wanna see me shot up locked up and cage me
I'll come back bigger stronger and angry
Look look I've come from a different crew
You fuck with me I'll get to you
A clip or two I'll put through you
'cause I ain't got shit to do
Pistol poppin a puzzy drop
Drama never ever stop
Eenie meenie miney moe
Now try pow a 44
Pick a strap to take the mag
To hold and stab it in your back
I'll blow your brain I know your name
And where you rest I'll make a mess
The holla tipsy in ch-chest
Call for blood to EMS
Come pick you up
You know you fucked when
You get on a strecher
'cause I'll come in and ill see you
To see you off to heaven
The system out I done been through
There's nothing new to me
They locked me up they left me out
You seen this in the movies
The criminals be criminals
Why they up in corrections
They come and get at 9
Nigga crown me a perfection
It's murder when they found the gun now they went ballistic
But they can't find a fingerprint the shit's going terrific
He's 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 see I come at night boy I kill you you make me
They wanna see me shot up locked up and cage me
I'll come back bigger stronger and angry
Eminem]
Man these are average raps
You keepin the savage batch hidden
The can of whoop ass what the shady aftermath did
You pop off the top its like open and vats of acid
Beat the octamom to death with a cabbage patch kid
Attack a snatch ya theres something to jack a bad chin
Impregnated the chewed up the embryo sack with mack 10s
Triplets quadruplets and a couple of back to back twins
That fetus is fallin out all over jack is back again
The rippers at your service
Girl I can see that your nervous
But I barely scratch the surface
Like my last batch of girlfriends
That I buried in my fuckin backyard
Still trying to dig their way out
I foam like an attack dog how late you wanna stay out
Its past your curfew when its dark
Im searchin for you in the park
Shady murdered him another virgin he just hit his mark
He met his quota for the month
They found a coat 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 alot of props
The drama pops
Grab the butcher knife from off the counter top
You see I'm a psycho a sicko I'm crazy
I see I come at night boy I kill you you make me
They wanna see me shot up locked up and cage me
I'll come back bigger stronger and angry
Im as ill as can be
My pill is to serial killer as what a pill is to me
Killing so villianously still as minical on the niquil
as psycho as michael myers
You know what we’re like on the motherfuckin
mic so try us
And you’re goin to find out
what the fuck we’re like with pliers
50 Cent]
Its operation time they got him hooked up to wires
Squeezin he bleedin he weezin breathin he half dead
He musnt know but know he know how shady aftermath is
Even murderous tactics get better with practice
Lead showers gun powder
Feel the talons Burn burn
Jewel of arts Juliard you better learn learn
Chris reeves in his grave ya homie turn turn
Im the debating utilating the lady
You been waiting for shady and Fifth
Aint 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 Porsha when I tossed her
Arms and legs in the garabge cuz 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 im through with Ricky
it’ll be blood that’ll cough up
A hard rock or softer get caught up and get washed up
In detroit im awful
When is this ship is nauseous
Look deep in my eyes
See many many many men die
I swing gym stars faster than samuri
You see I'm a psycho a sicko I'm crazy
I see I come at night boy I kill you you make me
They wanna see me shot up locked up and cage me
I'll come back bigger stronger and angry
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