50 Cent – Psycho ft Eminem

Multi-Talented award winning legendary rapper, 50 Cent join efforts with Eminem to compose this amazing song titled “Psycho”.

This intriguing record which appeared as Track 05 on his top charting album project called “Before I Self Destruct” was officially released on 9 November 2009.

We would like you to add this undeniable hit song to your playlist, you won’t regret it yuh.

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LYRICS

[50 Cent:]

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

 

[50 Cent:]

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)

 

[50 Cent:]

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 forty fo’

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

 

[50 Cent:]

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)

 

[Eminem:]

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

 

[50 Cent:]

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)

[Eminem:]

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

 

[50 Cent:]

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

 

[Eminem:]

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

 

[50 Cent:]

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

 

[50 Cent:]

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)