American Psycho Ii - B Real Lyrics - D-12

[Chorus - B-Real] 

I'm a little bit off the chain, you can call me insane, but the fact remains 

That I'm a psycho 

Better get it through your brain was a pice of shit, 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 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, 

Close to croakin any moment,fage and I know when, I could suck the culture up, 

Probably rap like crap, 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 quote able, 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 bitch, I'm on your porch wit a gun and 

Your son sippin a forty, No one can hold me, I does it all by my lonely, 

Stomp your head while 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 fuckin suck it out, tomorrow won't even remember 

See Bizzare can show what violence is all about, and this Dr. Dre beat done brought it 

The fuck out, run in your house and put it 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 niandrothol, no thanks to 

My man D' Angelo Baily,but I just take it slow daily, my biggest delierence, 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 and 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 go shatter his fuckin lips wit it 

[Chorus]