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

50 Cent]

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

Eminem]

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 its like open and vats of acid

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

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

Verse 3: Eminem and 50 Cent]

Eminem]

Im as ill as can be,

My pill is to serial killer as what a pill is to me

Killing so villianously, still as minical on the niquil, as psycho as michael myers

You know what we’re like on the motherfuckin mic, so try us

And you’re goin to find out what the fuck we’re like with pliers

50 Cent]

Its operation time, they got him hooked up to wires

Squeezin, he bleedin, he weezin breathin, he half dead

He musnt know, but know he know, how shady aftermath is

Even murderous tactics, get better with practice

Lead showers, gun powder

Feel the talons, Burn burn

Jewel of arts, Juliard, you better, learn learn

Eminem]

Chris reeves, in his grave, ya homie, turn turn

Im the debating, utilating the lady

You been waiting for shady and Fifth

Aint 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 Porsha when I tossed her

Arms and legs in the garabge cuz the rest of her I lost her

Her head is in the disposal with Jessica’s, I squashed her

And put her through the ringer and hung her over the wash tub

50 Cent]

When im through with Ricky, it’ll be blood that’ll cough up

A hard rock, or softer, get caught up, and get washed up

In detroit im awful

When is this ship is nauseous

Look deep in my eyes

See, many many many men die

I swing gym stars faster than samuri

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