Psycho Lyrics - Eminem

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 cripple you 

Just 'cause I ain't got shit to do 

Pistol pop, a pussy drop 

Drama never ever stop 

Eenie meenie miney moe 

Nine, Trey Pound or 44 

Pick a strap to take the Mac 

The hawk I'll stab it in your back 

I'll blow your brains, I know your name 

And where you rest, I'll make a mess 

The hollow tips'll hit ya chest 

You cough up blood to EMS 

Come pick you up 

You know you fucked when 

You get on a strecther 

'Cause I'll come in ICU 

To see you off to heaven 

The system out I done been through with 

There's nothing new there 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 doing ballistic 

But they can't find a fingerprint the shit's going terrific 

Get so close on your target that it's really hard to miss it 

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Man these are average raps 

I'm keepin the savage batch hidden 

The can of whoop ass with the Shady aftermath clique 

You pop off the top it's like opening vats of acid 

Beat the octamom to death with a cabbage patch kid 

Attack a snatch ya there's something to jack a batch in 

Impregnated then shoot up the embryo sack with Mac 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, 

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It's past your curfew when it's dark 

I'm 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 a lot of props 

The drama pops 

Grab the butcher knife from off the counter top 

Yeah, I'm as I'll as can be 

My appeal is to serial killers 

What a pill is to me, 

Killing so villainously, 

Still as maniacal on the NyQuil going psycho 

It's michael myers, 

You know what were like on the muthafucking mic, 

So try us and your gonna find out, 

What the fuck were like with pliers, 

It's operation time got em 

ed up to wires, 

Squeeze em, he bleeding, wheezing, breathing he half dead, 

He must not know but now he now how Shady Aftermath is, 

Even murderous tactics get better with practice, 

Lead showers, gun powder, fill the tellers burn burn, 

Truly ours Juliard, you better learn learn, 

Chris Reeves in his grave, 

Yeah homie turn turn, 

I'm debating, mutilating the lady, 

You've been waiting for shady and fif, 

Ain't no duplicating it baby, 

There's a baby in the drier, 

There's a torso in the washer, 

I think it might even belong to Portia when I tossed her, 

Arms and legs in the garbage cause 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 I'm through with Ricky it'll will be blood that'll cough up 

A hard rock soft fuck [? ] 

Get caught up and get washed up, 

In Detroit or Northfolk, 

When it's disrupt and nauseas, 

Look deep in my eye and see many many many men die, 

I swing gym stars faster than samurai,