Psycho
DJ Me$$iah & Eminem Lyrics


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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

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), you can cage me (cage me)
I'll come back bigger (bigger)
Stronger (stronger) and angry (and angry)

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, there's nothing new there 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

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), you can cage me (cage me)
I'll come back bigger (bigger)
Stronger (stronger) and angry (and angry)

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

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)

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

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

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

When I'm through with Ricky, it'll be blood that he'll cough up
A 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

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), you can cage me (cage me)




I'll come back bigger (bigger)
Stronger (stronger) and angry (and angry)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of DJ Me$$iah and Eminem's song "Psycho" evoke a sense of menace and danger with vivid descriptions of violence and aggression. The opening lines of the song repeat the phrase "I can hear your heartbeat, you're scared" four times, setting an ominous tone. The singer then refers to himself as a psycho, describing himself as sick and crazy while brandishing a knife. He warns people not to mess with him or they will face dire consequences.


Throughout the song, the singer describes himself as a ruthless killer who has no qualms about committing murder. He talks about shooting people, blowing their brains out, and stabbing them in the back. He also describes mutilating bodies and disposing of them in gruesome ways. The imagery is extremely disturbing, and the overall effect is chilling.


The lyrics of "Psycho" are a commentary on the nature of violence and aggression in society. The singer is a product of a culture that glorifies these things, and his behavior is a reflection of that. The song is a cautionary tale about the dangers of glorifying violence and the consequences it can have.


Line by Line Meaning

I can hear your heartbeat, you're scared
I am perceptive of your fear and anxiety through the sound of your racing heart.


You see I'm a psycho (a psycho), a sicko (a sicko)
I possess an unstable and disturbed mental state, exhibiting abnormal behavior.


I'm crazy (I'm crazy, I'm crazy)
I am mentally deranged, demonstrating a lack of rationality and sanity.


I said I got my knife pulled (knife pulled)
I have brandished a knife, ready to use it as a weapon.


I'll kill you (I'll kill you) if you make me (you make me)
If provoked or provoked further, I will not hesitate to take your life.


They wanna see me shot up (shot up)
There are individuals who wish to witness me sustaining gunshot injuries.


Locked up (locked up), you can cage me (cage me)
Despite being imprisoned or confined, you cannot truly restrict or control me.


I'll come back bigger (bigger)
After experiencing setbacks or obstacles, I will return with increased strength or influence.


Stronger (stronger) and angry (and angry)
My resilience and anger will intensify, fueling my determination to overcome challenges.


Man, these are average raps, I'm keeping the savage batch hid
These lyrics may seem ordinary, but I possess a hidden collection of ruthless and brutal verses.


In the can of whoop ass with the Shady Aftermath lid
Within my arsenal of aggressive rhymes associated with Shady Aftermath, lies a powerful force.


You pop off the top, it's like opening vats of acid
When you unleash the full force of my lyrical talents, it becomes comparable to exposing dangerous and corrosive substances.


Beat the Octomom to death with a Cabbage Patch Kid
I metaphorically describe a violent act by envisioning assaulting someone with a harmless children's toy.


Attack a snatch, yeah, there's something to jack a batch in
I engage in offensive actions against women, indicating my twisted desires and criminal inclinations.


Impregnated then shoot up the embryo sac with MAC-10s
I take pleasure in impregnating individuals and then subjecting the developing fetus to gun violence using automatic weapons.


Triplets, quadruplets, and a couple of back-to-back twins
I create multiple pregnancies, resulting in the birth of numerous sets of triplets, quadruplets, and consecutively born twins.


Dead fetuses falling out all over, Jack is back again
Dead unborn babies are spilling out in abundance, signifying my return to carrying out gruesome acts.


The Ripper's at your service, girl, I can see that you're nervous
I, as a metaphorical murderer, am ready and willing to cause harm, evident from the fear I detect in your demeanor.


But I barely scratched the surface like my last batch of girlfriends
The harm I inflicted on my previous romantic partners was minimal, implying that there is much worse to come.


That I buried in my fucking backyard, still trying to dig their way out
I metaphorically buried my past relationships, but they continue to have an impact on my life, persisting in their attempts to resurface.


I foam like an attack dog, how late you wanna stay out?
Similar to a fierce and aggressive dog, I seethe with anger and intensity, questioning how much longer you want to test me.


It's past your curfew when it's dark, I'm searching for you in the park
Considering the time of day and societal rules, it is inappropriate for you to be outside, yet I am on a relentless pursuit to find you in the park.


Shady murdered him another virgin, he just hit his mark
In line with my persona as Eminem (Shady), I have claimed the life of another inexperienced individual, successfully executing my plan.


He met his quota for the month, they found Dakota all rolled up
Having met my desired number of killings for the given time period, the authorities discovered Dakota's lifeless body, likely concealed in a contained manner.


Inside a bag, he probably dragged the body for about a block
To transport the corpse, it is likely that he dragged it for a short distance, enclosing it within a bag.


Disappeared without a trace, no DNA, no, not a drop
Without leaving any evidence behind, he vanished without a trace, with no DNA or other identifiable substances present.


'Cause me and Dre and 50, we will never get caught by the cops
Myself, Dr. Dre, and 50 Cent are skilled in evading capture, ensuring we remain free from law enforcement intervention.


CSI, they hate us, but they gotta give a lot of props
Crime scene investigators harbor resentment towards us, but they cannot deny our proficiency and commendable attributes.


If drama pops, grab the butcher knife from off the counter tops
In the event of a conflict or troublesome situation, one should swiftly acquire a large knife, typically found on kitchen counters.


Yeah, I'm as ill as can be
I possess an exceptionally high level of sickness or madness.


My appeal is to serial killers what a pill is to me
Serial killers find my music incredibly appealing, similar to how I find pills captivating or desirable.


Killing so villainously
I engage in the act of murder in an extremely wicked manner, embodying villainy.


Still as maniacal on the NyQuil and psycho as Michael Myers
Even under the influence of medication like NyQuil, I retain my maniacal and insane traits, much like the iconic character Michael Myers.


You know what we're like on the motherfucking mic so try us
Our lyrical prowess and intensity on the microphone is well-known, thus challenging others to test their skills against us.


And you're gonna find out what the fuck we're like with pliers
If you dare to confront us, you will experience the horrific consequences as we employ pliers to inflict pain and suffering.


It's operation time, they got him hooked up to wires
The time has come for an operation, as an individual is connected to various wires and medical equipment.


Squeezing, be bleeding, wheezing, breathing, he half dead
Through the act of squeezing and causing physical harm, the person is left in a severely wounded and struggling state, barely clinging to life.


He must ain't know, but now we know how shady the math is
The targeted individual was likely unaware of the deceitful and manipulative tactics employed, but they have now become cognizant of the sinister nature of the situation.


Even murderous tactics get better with practice
As one engages in more acts of murder and violence, their skill and efficiency in executing such tactics improve over time.


Lead showers, gun powder, feel the talons burn, burn
The air becomes filled with bullets, the scent of gunpowder lingers, and the pain from my lethal attacks is akin to the burning sensation of sharp talons.


School of arts, Julliard, you better learn, learn
My ability to inflict harm is comparable to the level of mastery one would acquire from attending prestigious institutions like the Julliard School of Arts. You should take note and educate yourself accordingly.


Chris Reeves in his grave, yeah, homie, turn, turn
Even the late Christopher Reeve, who portrayed Superman, would be provoked to respond from beyond the grave to the wickedness I embody.


I'm debating mutilating the lady
I am contemplating inflicting severe harm or disfigurement upon the woman, indicating my twisted and sadistic tendencies.


You've been waiting for Shady and Fif, ain't no duplicating it, baby
You have eagerly anticipated the collaboration between Eminem (Shady) and 50 Cent, and there is no possibility of replicating the unique and distinct style we possess.


There's a baby in the dryer, there's a torso in the washer
I describe horrific scenes where a baby is placed inside a dryer and a severed torso is placed within a washing machine, exemplifying the grotesque nature of my thoughts and actions.


I think it might even belong to Portia when I tossed her
I believe the body parts found may be attributed to a woman named Portia, as I casually disposed of her in a callous manner.


Arms and legs in the garbage, 'cause the rest of her, I lost her
To eliminate any evidence, I discarded the victim's limbs in the trash, as the remaining body parts of hers became misplaced or forgotten.


Her head is in the disposal with Jessica's, I squashed her
By subjecting their heads to the garbage disposal, I permanently disposed of them, exerting pressure to crush their skulls.


And put her through the wringer and hung her over the wash tub
I subjected her to extreme pressure or torture, metaphorically putting her through a wringer, and suspended her body above a wash tub for further macabre display.


When I'm through with Ricky, it'll be blood that he'll cough up
Once I have finished with Ricky, he will experience internal bleeding so severe that he will expel blood through coughing.


A hard rock, I'll soft up, get caught up and get washed up
Even individuals who seem tough and resilient will eventually succumb to my brutal attacks, getting entangled and overwhelmed by the situation.


In Detroit or Norfolk, witness this shit, end up nauseous
Whether in Detroit or Norfolk, those who observe the violent acts I commit will become overcome with a feeling of nausea or disgust.


Look deep in my eye, see many, many men die
If one were to gaze into my eyes, they would witness the countless deaths and lives I have taken.


I swing gem stars faster than a Samurai
I possess the ability to wield throwing stars with exceptional speed, surpassing even that of a highly skilled Samurai warrior.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Andre Young, Dawaun Parker, Mark Batson, Marshall B III Mathers, Trevor Anthony Lawrence, Curtis Jackson

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