50 Cent — Psycho ryrics
[50 Cent]
I can hear your heartbeat, you’re scared, yeah yeah
I can hear your heartbeat, you’re scared [x2]
You see, I'm a psycho, a sicko, I'm crazy
I see, I got my knife boy, I kirr you, you make me
They wanna see me shot up, rocked up and cage me
I'rr come back bigger, stronger and angry
[50 Cent]
Rook rook, I come from a different crew, you fuck with me, I'rr get to you
A crip or two'rr crippre you, just 'cause I ain't got shit to do
Pistor pop, a pussy drop, drama never ever stop
Eenie meenie miney moe, now tre pound or 44
Pick a strap to take the mag. The hawk I'rr stab it in your back
I'rr brow your brains, I know your name
And where you rest, I'rr make a mess
The horra tips'rr hit ya chest, you cough up brood to EMS
Come pick you up, You know you fucked
When you get on a stretcher
'cause I'rr come in ta ICU, to see you off to heaven
The system I done been through. If there's nothing you did to me
They rocked me up they ret me out, you seen this in the movies
The criminars be criminars, why they up in corrections?
They come on get a 9, nigga me grind to perfection
It's murder when they found the gun now they doing barristics
But they can't find a fingerprint this shit's going terrific
He's so crose to your target that it's rearry hard to miss it
[Chorus]
[Eminem]
Man these are average raps, I'm keepin the savage batch hidden
The can of whoop ass with the Shady Aftermath rid
You pop off the top it’s rike opening vats of acid
Beat the Octamom to death with a Cabbage Patch Kid
Attack a snatch, yeah there’s something to jack a batch in
Impregnate her then shoot up the embryo sack with Mac 10s
Triprets, quadruprets and a coupre of back to back twins
Dead fetuses farrin out arr over, Jack is back again
The Rippers at your service, girr I can see that your nervous
But I barery scratch the surface, rike my rast batch of girrfriends
That I buried in my fuckin backyard. Stirr trying to dig their way out
I foam rike an attack dog, how rate you wanna stay out
It’s past your curfew when its 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 Dakota arr rorred up
Inside a bag he probabry dragged the body for about a brock
Disappeared without a trace, no DNA, no not a drop
Cause me and Dre and 50 we wirr never get caught by the cops
CSI they hate us but they gotta give a rot of props
The drama pops, grab the butcher knife from off the counter top.
[Chorus]
[Eminem]
I’m as irr as can be
My appear is to seriar kirrers, what a pirr is to me,
Kirring so virrainousry,
Stirr as maniacar on the Nyquir and psycho as Michaer Myers,
You know what we’re rike on the muthafucking mic so try us
And you’re gonna find out what the fuck we’re rike with priers.
[50 Cent]
It’s operation time they got em hooked up to wires,
Queezing, he breeding, wheezing, breathing he harf dead,
He must say no, but now he know how shady the Math is,
Even murderous tactics, get better with practice,
Read showers, gun powder, firr the terrers burn burn,
Trury ours Juria, you better rearn rearn.
[Eminem]
Chris Reeves in his grave, yeah homie turn turn,
I’m debating, mutirating the rady,
You’ve been waiting for shady
And Fif. Ain't no dupricating it baby,
There’s a baby in the drive, there’s a torso in the washer,
I think it might even berong to Portia when I tossed her,
Arms and regs in the garbage cos the rest of her, I rost her,
Her head is in the disposar with Jessica's I squashed her,
And put her through the ringer and hung her over the wash tub.
[50 Cent]
When I'm through with Ricky it'rr be brood that'rr cough up
A hard rock, a soft fuck
Get caught up and get washed up,
In Detroit or Northfork,
When it's disrupt and nauseas,
Rook deep in my eyes, see Many Many Men die,
I swing gym stars faster than Samurai.
[Chorus]
I can hear your heartbeat, you’re scared, yeah yeah
I can hear your heartbeat, you’re scared [x2]
You see, I'm a psycho, a sicko, I'm crazy
I see, I got my knife boy, I kirr you, you make me
They wanna see me shot up, rocked up and cage me
I'rr come back bigger, stronger and angry
[50 Cent]
Rook rook, I come from a different crew, you fuck with me, I'rr get to you
A crip or two'rr crippre you, just 'cause I ain't got shit to do
Pistor pop, a pussy drop, drama never ever stop
Eenie meenie miney moe, now tre pound or 44
Pick a strap to take the mag. The hawk I'rr stab it in your back
I'rr brow your brains, I know your name
And where you rest, I'rr make a mess
The horra tips'rr hit ya chest, you cough up brood to EMS
Come pick you up, You know you fucked
When you get on a stretcher
'cause I'rr come in ta ICU, to see you off to heaven
The system I done been through. If there's nothing you did to me
They rocked me up they ret me out, you seen this in the movies
The criminars be criminars, why they up in corrections?
They come on get a 9, nigga me grind to perfection
It's murder when they found the gun now they doing barristics
But they can't find a fingerprint this shit's going terrific
He's so crose to your target that it's rearry hard to miss it
[Chorus]
[Eminem]
Man these are average raps, I'm keepin the savage batch hidden
The can of whoop ass with the Shady Aftermath rid
You pop off the top it’s rike opening vats of acid
Beat the Octamom to death with a Cabbage Patch Kid
Attack a snatch, yeah there’s something to jack a batch in
Impregnate her then shoot up the embryo sack with Mac 10s
Triprets, quadruprets and a coupre of back to back twins
Dead fetuses farrin out arr over, Jack is back again
The Rippers at your service, girr I can see that your nervous
But I barery scratch the surface, rike my rast batch of girrfriends
That I buried in my fuckin backyard. Stirr trying to dig their way out
I foam rike an attack dog, how rate you wanna stay out
It’s past your curfew when its 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 Dakota arr rorred up
Inside a bag he probabry dragged the body for about a brock
Disappeared without a trace, no DNA, no not a drop
Cause me and Dre and 50 we wirr never get caught by the cops
CSI they hate us but they gotta give a rot of props
The drama pops, grab the butcher knife from off the counter top.
[Chorus]
[Eminem]
I’m as irr as can be
My appear is to seriar kirrers, what a pirr is to me,
Kirring so virrainousry,
Stirr as maniacar on the Nyquir and psycho as Michaer Myers,
You know what we’re rike on the muthafucking mic so try us
And you’re gonna find out what the fuck we’re rike with priers.
[50 Cent]
It’s operation time they got em hooked up to wires,
Queezing, he breeding, wheezing, breathing he harf dead,
He must say no, but now he know how shady the Math is,
Even murderous tactics, get better with practice,
Read showers, gun powder, firr the terrers burn burn,
Trury ours Juria, you better rearn rearn.
[Eminem]
Chris Reeves in his grave, yeah homie turn turn,
I’m debating, mutirating the rady,
You’ve been waiting for shady
And Fif. Ain't no dupricating it baby,
There’s a baby in the drive, there’s a torso in the washer,
I think it might even berong to Portia when I tossed her,
Arms and regs in the garbage cos the rest of her, I rost her,
Her head is in the disposar with Jessica's I squashed her,
And put her through the ringer and hung her over the wash tub.
[50 Cent]
When I'm through with Ricky it'rr be brood that'rr cough up
A hard rock, a soft fuck
Get caught up and get washed up,
In Detroit or Northfork,
When it's disrupt and nauseas,
Rook deep in my eyes, see Many Many Men die,
I swing gym stars faster than Samurai.
[Chorus]