I can hear your heartbeat, your scared, yeah yeah   I can hear your heartbeat, your scared (x2)      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 put through you   'cause I ain't got shit to do   Pistol poppin, a puzzy drop   Drama never ever stop   Eenie meenie miney moe   Now try pow a 44   Pick a strap to take the mag   To hold and stab it in your back   I'll blow your brain, I know your name   And where you rest, I'll make a mess   The holla tipsy in ch-chest   Call for blood to EMS   Come pick you up   You know you fucked when   You get on a strecher   'cause I'll come in and ill see you   To see you off to heaven   The system out I done been through   There's nothing new 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 went ballistic   But they can't find a fingerprint the shit's going terrific   He's so close to your target that it's really hard to miss it      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      Man these are average raps   You keepin the savage batch hidden   The can of whoop ass what the shady aftermath did   You pop off the top ???   Beat the octamom to death with a cabbage patch kid   Attack a snatch ya theres something to jack a bad chin   Impregnated the chewed up the embryo sack with mack 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   Its past your curfew when its dark   Im 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 alot of props   The drama pops   Grab the butcher knife from off the counter top