American Psycho II
[Intro: B-Real]Yeah, homieI thought we told we been fucking locoCypress Hill, D12, bitch!
[Hook: B-Real]I'm a little bit off the chain, call me insaneBut the fact remains that I'm a psychoBetter get it through your brainWhen you say my name, never say it in vain, cause I'm a psycho
[Verse 1: Swift]I'm a motherfucking omen, I bow down to no manSplit a nigga open, killing folks compulsiveA soldier with a motive, scrotum big as bouldersI hold 'em then unload on you, put it on a posterSo everyone can notice who was focused on usPoking they nose in our business, hoping that I don't come smoke 'emNo one knows my notions or emotions, I'm a vultureYou niggas close to croaking any moment and I know whenI could fuck the culture up, probably rapA maniac with anxiety attacks, I don't wanna chatSpeak when you spoken to and I don't have to read a fuckingMagazine or quotable to notice what you hoes will do
[Verse 2: Kuniva]We all soldiers, we move as a unit, we all roll upAnd show up at your residence, light your front door upGet scared, life ain't fairAnd 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 minuteI can draw the heater and spray and I'm dead seriousYou could be dead period, end of storyI'm on your porch with a gun and your son, sipping a fortyNobody can hold me, I does it all by my lonelyI stomp your head when you awake, you be looking like GumbyAftermath and Shady, bitch, you can read it and weepYou see my poster in the 'hood for "the G of the Week"
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[Verse 3: Bizarre]They found Saddam, but they ain't gon' find meI'll be under a tree in Buttfuck, TennesseeAnd I don't know too much about my daddyExcept he spit in my face and fucked me in my fannyI ain't a racist, I just hate whitesFags and dykes, blacks and transvestitesThirteen years old and joined a fucking gangHair under my ass cheeks feeling the fucking painAm I insane? Who really knows?Cause any second my temper can fucking blowI get colder than DecemberBlack the fuck out, tomorrow won't even rememberSee Bizarre can show you what violence is all aboutAnd this Dr. Dre beat done brought it the fuck outRun in your house and put a gun in your mouthAnd blow your brains the fuck out!
[Verse 4: Eminem]I probably got a screw loose or two, or maybe three or four of 'emSome fell out and hit the floorAll I know is ever since my fucking head hit the snowbankI been a little neanderthalish, no thanks to my man D'Angelo BaileyBut I just take it slow daily, my biggest dilemma'sTrying to figure whether to use the flat head or the PhillipsOr just go to the Home Depot and pick the new power drill upIt's been two hours and six days and I'm still upI feel like I'm about to snap any minuteThere's a new Tower Records about to stop and get a fill-upPick the new Cypress Hill upAnd go find who did that shit to XzibitAnd go fill up a whole liquor bottle with pissAnd shatter his fucking lips with it
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[Kuniva]Karnail Pitts a.k.a. BugzRest in peace, homie