Lyrics Psycho - 50 Cent feat. Eminem
I
can
hear
your
heartbeat,
you're
scared
Yeah,
yeah,
I
can
hear
your
heartbeat,
you're
scared
I
can
hear
your
heartbeat,
you're
scared
Yeah,
yeah,
I
can
hear
your
heartbeat,
you're
scared
You
see
I'm
a
psycho
(a
psycho),
a
sicko
(a
sicko)
I'm
crazy
(I'm
crazy,
I'm
crazy)
I
said
I
got
my
knife
pulled
(knife
pulled)
I'll
kill
you
(I'll
kill
you)
if
you
make
me
(you
make
me)
They
wanna
see
me
shot
up
(shot
up)
Locked
up
(locked
up),
then
cage
me
(cage
me)
I'll
come
back
bigger
(bigger)
Stronger
(stronger)
and
angry
(and
angry)
Yeah,
look-look,
I
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
mini
moe,
nine,
trey
pound
or
44
Pick
a
strap,
The
Tec,
the
Mac,
the
Hawk,
I
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
will
hit
your
chest,
you
cough
up
blood
'til
EMS
Come
pick
you
up,
you
know
you
fucked
when
you
get
on
the
stretcher
'Cause
I
come
into
ICU
to
see
you
off
to
Heaven
The
system
I
done
been
through,
it
is
nothing
new
to
it
to
me
They
lock
me
up,
they
let
me
out,
you
seen
this
in
the
movies
The
criminals
be
criminals
while
they
up
in
corrections
They
come
home,
get
a
nine,
then
commit
crime
to
perfection
It's
murder
one,
they
found
a
gun,
now
they
doing
ballistics
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
You
see
I'm
a
psycho
(a
psycho),
a
sicko
(a
sicko)
I'm
crazy
(I'm
crazy,
I'm
crazy)
I
said
I
got
my
knife
pulled
(knife
pulled)
I'll
kill
you
(I'll
kill
you)
if
you
make
me
(you
make
me)
They
wanna
see
me
shot
up
(shot
up)
Locked
up
(locked
up),
then
cage
me
(cage
me)
I'll
come
back
bigger
(bigger)
Stronger
(stronger)
and
angry
(and
angry)
Man,
these
are
average
raps,
I'm
keeping
the
savage
batch
hid
In
the
can
of
whoop
ass
with
the
Shady/Aftermath
lid
You
pop
off
the
top,
it's
like
opening
vats
of
acid
Beat
the
Octomom
to
death
with
a
Cabbage
Patch
Kid
Attack
a
snatch,
yeah,
there's
something
to
jack
a
batch
in
Impregnated
then
shoot
up
the
embryo
sac
with
MAC-10s
Triplets,
quadruplets,
and
a
couple
of
back-to-back
twins
Dead
fetuses
falling
out
all
over,
Jack
is
back
again
The
Ripper's
at
your
service,
girl,
I
can
see
that
you're
nervous
But
I
barely
scratched
the
surface
like
my
last
batch
of
girlfriends
That
I
buried
in
my
fucking
backyard,
still
trying
to
dig
their
way
out
I
foam
like
an
attack
dog,
how
late
you
wanna
stay
out?
It's
past
your
curfew
when
it's
dark,
I'm
searching
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
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
If
drama
pops,
grab
the
butcher
knife
from
off
the
counter
tops
You
see
I'm
a
psycho
(a
psycho),
a
sicko
(a
sicko)
I'm
crazy
(I'm
crazy,
I'm
crazy)
I
said
I
got
my
knife
pulled
(knife
pulled)
I'll
kill
you
(I'll
kill
you)
if
you
make
me
(you
make
me)
They
wanna
see
me
shot
up
(shot
up)
Locked
up
(locked
up),
then
cage
me
(cage
me)
I'll
come
back
bigger
(bigger)
Stronger
(stronger)
and
angry
(and
angry)
Yeah,
I'm
as
ill
as
can
be
My
appeal
is
to
serial
killers
what
a
pill
is
to
me
Killing
so
villainously
Still
as
maniacal
on
the
NyQuil
and
psycho
as
Michael
Myers
You
know
what
we're
like
on
the
motherfucking
mic
so
try
us
And
you're
gonna
find
out
what
the
fuck
we're
like
with
pliers
It's
operation
time,
they
got
him
hooked
up
to
wires
Squeezing,
be
bleeding,
wheezing,
breathing,
he
half
dead
He
must
ain't
know,
but
now
we
know
how
Shady
the
Math
is
Even
murderous
tactics
get
better
with
practice
Lead
showers,
gun
powder,
feel
the
talons
burn-burn
School
of
arts,
Julliard,
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
dryer,
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
wringer
and
hung
her
over
the
wash
tub
When
I'm
through
with
Ricky,
it'll
be
blood
that
he'll
cough
up
The
hard
rock
I'll
soft
up,
get
caught
up
and
get
washed
up
In
Detroit
or
Norfolk,
witness
this
shit,
end
up
nauseous
Look
deep
in
my
eye,
see
many
many
men
die
I
swing
gem
stars
faster
than
a
Samurai
You
see
I'm
a
psycho
(a
psycho),
a
sicko
(a
sicko)
I'm
crazy
(I'm
crazy,
I'm
crazy)
I
said
I
got
my
knife
pulled
(knife
pulled)
I'll
kill
you
(I'll
kill
you)
if
you
make
me
(you
make
me)
They
wanna
see
me
shot
up
(shot
up)
Locked
up
(locked
up),
then
cage
me
(cage
me)
I'll
come
back
bigger
(bigger)
Stronger
(stronger)
and
angry
(and
angry)
1 OK, You're Right
2 Baby by Me
3 I Got Swag
4 Gangsta's Delight
5 Get It Hot
6 Stretch
7 Could've Been You
8 The Invitation
9 Flight 187
10 Baby by Me
11 Man's World
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