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