American Psycho 2 Lyrics

American Psycho 2



[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, 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, and I know when, I could fuck the culture up,

Probably rap, 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 quoteable, 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, 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 fuck 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
niandrotholic, 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,

Gives me 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]