American Psycho

I'm the devil, if ever there was such a thing

The results of much too many drugs what you're seeing

I'm a mind*************, completely dis-(gu-uh-uh)-sting

I'm (what), a human mutt ************* a being I'm a dog

************* lambs, I'm silencing 'em all

I'm involved in murders forensic science couldn't solve

Giant set of ******* too big to buy a set of drawers

Might as well unzip my fly and let 'em fall to the floor

Each thought's completely warped

I'm like a walking, talking, Ouija board

Speaking in tongues, I've never spoke this speech before

Hhem-delle-la, ennich-me-noughh-mi-niche-mick-norrf

Have you ever experienced spirits in lyrics when you hear 'em

'til you scared to stare in into any mirrors when you near 'em?

Well if so, get ready for some *************t, yo

"Is this some kind of sick joke?" *************t no, mother******g schizo

So disturbed, he just goes so berserk, he tiptoes

Fist first with scissors to slit throats of just hoes

Just goes to *************zzow you dizzon't, fizzuck with

So-someone this disturbed, sa-sippin on si-zzurp

So lock your doors, drop to the floors

Get your shotguns drawn here comes another "Clockwork Orange"

Look at Bizarre; you really think he's right in his mind

What the ************* you think's goin' through when he's writin' his rhyme

You bout to - journey into the mind of a psychopath killer

Blood spiller, mentality much iller

Than you could ever imagine in your wildest dreams

You'll feel his pain and his silent screams

You bout to - journey into the mind of a psychopath killer

Blood spiller, mentality much iller

Than you could ever imagine in your wildest dreams

You'll feel his pain and his violent screams

It's Friday night, I'm at a rave again

Picking up transvestites on my Harley-Davidson (hey hop on)

My girlfriend's a crackhead whore

She'll come to your door, suck your ************* on the floor

And take your bottles to the store (*************, I'm takin these)

Have you ever seen a ************* get beat because she won't cheat

Run the street and suck another *************'s meat?

My son's sixteen years old with nowhere to stay (dad it's me)

I told him he wasn't mine, slammed the door in his face

And I ain't got no food, my job I've been cheated

My girlfriend had a miscarriage (I'm sorry) I had to eat it (ohh)

My ************* is burning, it ain't cause of disease

Because I'm jacking off with gasoline mixed with antifreeze (AHH!)

I'm living in Waco Texas, me and my girl

************* David Koresh, I'm starting my own world

It's called Bizarre Cemetery, it's scary

Eating a virgin's cherry, then I'm gonna laugh at you Carrie

You bout to - journey into the mind of a psychopath killer

Blood spiller, mentality much iller

Than you could ever imagine in your wildest dreams

You'll feel his pain and his silent screams

You bout to - journey into the mind of a psychopath killer

Blood spiller, mentality much iller

Than you could ever imagine in your wildest dreams

You'll feel his pain and his violent screams

I was born feet first, smoke 40's and drink ******

The Lord rehearsed my birth, I'm the worst breed

A ************* you ever set sight on, my right arm's

Got more power than 5 of Ivan Drago's pythons so

"Journey into the mind of a psychopath killer"

Light yo' ass like a liquid nitro-gas spiller

Psycho slash Michael Myers, Michael Jack's "Thriller"

Rifle slash knife ************* that's your "Cop Killer"

As a yung'un, I was beat where I was living (aight)

Cross-dressed just to get thrown in the women's prison

I guess I was just stressed to be a hoodlum

Being pressed caused the stress that caused the Ritalin

Pressed stressed and Ritalin caused the cop's feelings

To be hurt after they seen what I did to those children

I'm vulgaric, you Bo Derek; I throw you face flat off the terrace

So you can have somethin' to stare at

You bout to - journey into the mind of a psychopath killer

Blood spiller, mentality much iller

Than you could ever imagine in your wildest dreams

You'll feel his pain and his silent screams

You bout to - journey into the mind of a psychopath killer

Blood spiller, mentality much iller

Than you could ever imagine in your wildest dreams

You'll feel his pain and his violent screams