psycho
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

In "Psycho," Eminem creates a character who is a violent criminal, admitting that he's a "psycho" and a "sicko." The song's lyrics detail this violent person's thought processes, ranging from discussing his enjoyment of killing and cutting up women to his frustration with being locked up in prison. Throughout the song, the singer expresses aggressive, even sadistic behavior, including attacking women, disregarding other people's lives, and openly celebrating killing. The overall tone is one of rage and violent behavior from someone who is deeply disturbed.


Many fans of Eminem point out that he is a master at creating characters and places them within his songs. In "Psycho," he creates a character who is envelope-pushing with his criminal behavior, making the song controversial. However, there are fans who claim that the song is a commentary on the portrayal of toxic masculinity in society, where young men are pushed towards aggression and violence. Regardless of the interpretation, "Psycho" is a song that shocks and jars the listener with its provocative lyrics.


Line by Line Meaning

I can hear your heartbeat, you're scared
I perceive your fear through the sound of your heart beating.


You see I'm a psycho (a psycho), a sicko (a sicko)
I am mentally unstable and twisted, with an inclination towards violence.


I'm crazy (I'm crazy, I'm crazy)
I possess a level of insanity that surpasses normal understanding.


I said I got my knife pulled (knife pulled)
I am brandishing a knife, ready to use it for harm.


I'll kill you (I'll kill you) if you make me (you make me)
I will take your life if you push me to that point.


They wanna see me shot up (shot up)
There are those who desire to witness my demise through gunfire.


Locked up (locked up), you can cage me (cage me)
Even if confined, imprisonment cannot contain my true nature.


I'll come back bigger (bigger)
I shall return more formidable and imposing.


Stronger (stronger) and angry (and angry)
With increased strength and intense fury.


Yeah, look, look, I come from a different crew
I originate from a distinct group of individuals.


You fuck with me, I'll get to you
If you provoke me, I will retaliate against you.


A clip or two, I'll cripple you just 'cause I ain't got shit to do
My boredom may lead me to injure you with a few rounds from a firearm.


Pistol pop, a pussy drop, drama never ever stop
The sound of a pistol firing instigates fear and causes chaos to erupt.


Eenie meenie mini moe, nine, trey pound or forty fo'
Choosing between different weapons, contemplating which one to use.


Pick a strap, The Tec, the Mac, the Hawk, I stab it in your back
Selecting a firearm, specifically a Tec, Mac, or Hawk, and using it for a backstabbing attack.


I'll blow your brains, I know your name and where you rest
I will shoot you in the head, fully aware of your identity and domicile.


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
I will cause significant damage, with hollow point bullets penetrating your chest, causing you to cough up blood. Emergency medical services will rush to collect you, knowing the severity of your condition as they transport you on a stretcher.


'Cause I come into ICU to see you off to Heaven
I will visit you in the intensive care unit, as you near death, preparing to send you to the afterlife.


The system I done been through it, there's nothing new there to me
I have experienced the struggles of the judicial system, and it holds no surprises for me.


They lock me up, they let me out, you seen this in the movies
Authorities incarcerate me, then release me, a storyline often depicted in films.


The criminals be criminals while they up in corrections
Even when criminals are imprisoned, they continue to engage in criminal behavior.


They come home, get a nine, then commit crime to perfection
Upon their release, they obtain a handgun and resume committing crimes with great skill and accuracy.


It's murder one, they found a gun, now they doing ballistics
The crime is classified as first-degree murder, a weapon is discovered, leading to an investigation of bullet trajectory and other forensic evidence.


But they can't find a fingerprint, the shit's going terrific
Although no fingerprints are found, the situation is progressing quite favorably for the perpetrator.


Get so close on your target that it's really hard to miss it
Approaching the target with such proximity that it becomes extremely difficult to fail in the act.


Man, these are average raps, I'm keeping the savage batch hid
These rap verses are mediocre, while my truly ruthless and brutal lyrics remain concealed.


In the can of whoop ass with the Shady Aftermath lid
My exceptional verses lie hidden within a container of extraordinary lyrical prowess associated with Shady Aftermath.


You pop off the top, it's like opening vats of acid
When you uncover the top, it is akin to unleashing a corrosive substance that will cause extensive damage.


Beat the Octomom to death with a Cabbage Patch Kid
Engaging in an act of extreme violence by fatally assaulting the Octomom using a Cabbage Patch Kid doll.


Attack a snatch, yeah, there's something to jack a batch in
Assaulting a woman's genitalia, alluding to the potential opportunity to commit a crime during the act.


Impregnated then shoot up the embryo sac with MAC-10s
Causing pregnancy, and subsequently destroying the developing embryo by firing multiple bullets from MAC-10 firearms into the sac.


Triplets, quadruplets, and a couple of back-to-back twins
Resulting in multiple births, with three sets of triplets and two sets of twins conceived consecutively.


Dead fetuses falling out all over, Jack is back again
Miscarried fetuses cascading everywhere, indicating the return of Jack, the deranged persona.


The Ripper's at your service, girl, I can see that you're nervous
The infamous Jack the Ripper is ready to carry out his violent deeds, as he senses the apprehension in a girl's demeanor.


But I barely scratched the surface like my last batch of girlfriends
Jack the Ripper has merely begun his rampage, comparable to the minimal harm he inflicted upon his previous girlfriends.


That I buried in my fucking backyard, still trying to dig their way out
The remains of these former girlfriends are interred in my backyard, yet they persist in attempting to escape.


I foam like an attack dog, how late you wanna stay out?
I become filled with rage akin to an aggressive canine, questioning how long you wish to remain in danger.


It's past your curfew when it's dark, I'm searching for you in the park
Once darkness falls and you violate time restrictions, I actively search for you in the park.


Shady murdered him another virgin, he just hit his mark
Eminem, the dark alter ego of Shady, has killed another innocent person, successfully completing his intended objective.


He met his quota for the month, they found Dakota all rolled up
He has reached his predetermined number of killings for the month, as Dakota's lifeless body is discovered, bundled in a certain manner.


Inside a bag, he probably dragged the body for about a block
Concealing the corpse within a bag, it is likely that he transported it a short distance, possibly dragging it along the ground.


Disappeared without a trace, no DNA, no, not a drop
Leaving no evidence behind, with no traces of DNA present whatsoever.


'Cause me and Dre and 50, we will never get caught by the cops
Dr. Dre, 50 Cent, and I are adept at evading law enforcement and will never be apprehended by the police.


CSI, they hate us, but they gotta give a lot of props
The Crime Scene Investigation unit may despise us, yet they are obliged to acknowledge our expertise and accomplishments.


If drama pops, grab the butcher knife from off the counter tops
In the event of a conflict arising, quickly reach for the large knife situated on the kitchen countertops.


Yeah, I'm as ill as can be
I am extremely sick, both mentally and creatively.


My appeal is to serial killers what a pill is to me
My music captivates and resonates with serial killers in the same way that a pill provides me with pleasure or relief.


Killing so villainously
Engaging in acts of murder with wickedness and malice.


Still as maniacal on the NyQuil and psycho as Michael Myers
Even under the influence of NyQuil, my madness and psychotic nature mirror that of the fictional character Michael Myers.


You know what we're like on the motherfucking mic so try us
You are fully aware of the menacing presence we possess when we grab the microphone, therefore, do not attempt to challenge us.


And you're gonna find out what the fuck we're like with pliers
Should you persist in your antagonistic behavior, you will experience firsthand the savagery we are capable of inflicting using pliers.


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


Squeezing, be bleeding, wheezing, breathing, he half dead
Applying pressure, causing bleeding, leading to labored breathing, as he teeters on the brink of death.


He must ain't know, but now we know how shady the math is
He may have been unaware, but now it is evident how treacherous and deceitful the situation has become.


Even murderous tactics get better with practice
Even methods employed to commit murder improve and become more effective through repeated practice.


Lead showers, gun powder, feel the talons burn, burn
Experience a downpour of bullets, the scent of gunpowder, and the intense pain as the claws tear into your flesh.


School of arts, Julliard, you better learn, learn
Comparing the education one would receive at Julliard, a prestigious school of arts, to the harsh lessons one must learn through this violent encounter.


Chris Reeves in his grave, yeah, homie, turn, turn
Referencing Christopher Reeve's burial site, metaphorically encouraging the individual to react and change their course of action.


I'm debating mutilating the lady
Engaging in internal contemplation regarding the act of severely disfiguring a woman.


You've been waiting for Shady and Fif, ain't no duplicating it, baby
You have been anticipating the collaboration between Eminem and 50 Cent, understanding that there is no reproduction or imitation of this unique combination.


There's a baby in the dryer, there's a torso in the washer
A baby is placed inside a clothes dryer, while a dismembered torso is found in the washing machine.


I think it might even belong to Portia when I tossed her
Speculating that the torso may belong to a victim named Portia, whom he disposed of previously in a violent and callous manner.


Arms and legs in the garbage, 'cause the rest of her, I lost her
Discarding the victim's arms and legs in the trash, as he cannot locate the remaining parts of her body.


Her head is in the disposal with Jessica's, I squashed her
Placing her severed head in the garbage disposal unit alongside the head of another victim named Jessica, crushing and obliterating it.


And put her through the wringer and hung her over the wash tub
Subjecting her body to significant physical strain and torture, ultimately suspending her above the wash tub.


When I'm through with Ricky, it'll be blood that he'll cough up
Once he is done with Ricky, he will force him to expel blood through coughing.


A hard rock, I'll soft up, get caught up and get washed up
Initially appearing strong and resilient, Ricky will be broken down and weakened, ultimately meeting a tragic fate.


In Detroit or Norfolk, witness this shit, end up nauseous
Whether in Detroit or Norfolk, bear witness to these horrifying acts and experience a sickening feeling of nausea.


Look deep in my eye, see many, many men die
Gaze into my eyes and witness the multitude of men who have met their demise at my hands.


I swing gem stars faster than a Samurai
I expertly and swiftly hurl throwing star weapons with incredible speed, akin to a skilled Samurai.




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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Honour


on The Real Slim Shady

May I have your attention, please?
May I have your attention, please?
Will the real Slim Shady please stand up?
I repeat, will the real Slim Shady please stand up?
We're gonna have a problem here

Y'all act like you never seen a white person before
Jaws all on the floor like Pam like Tommy just burst in the door
And started whoopin' her ass worse than before
They first were divorced, throwing' her over furniture (ah)
It's the return of the "ah, wait, no way, you're kidding
He didn't just say what I think he did, did he?"
And Dr. Dre said, nothing, you idiots
Dr. Dre's dead, he's locked in my basement (ha ha)
Feminist women love Eminem
"Chicka, chicka, chicka, Slim Shady, I'm sick of him
Look at him, walkin' around, grabbing' his you-know-what
Flippin' the you-know-who"
"Yeah, but he's so cute though"
Yeah, I probably got a couple of screws up in my head loose
But no worse than what s going' on in your parents' bedrooms
Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just let loose
But can't, but it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose
"My bum is on your lips, my bum is on your lips"
And if I'm lucky, you might just give it a little kiss
And that's the message that we deliver to little kids
And expect them not to know what a woman's clitoris is
Of course they're gonna know what intercourse is
By the time they hit fourth grade
They've got the Discovery Channel, don't they?
We ain't nothin' but mammals, well, some of us, cannibals
Who cut other people open like cantaloupes
But if we can hump dead animals and antelopes
Then there's no reason that a man and another man can't elope
But if you feel like I feel, I got the antidote
Women, wave your pantyhose, sing the chorus, and it goes

I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?
'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?

Will Smith don't gotta cuss in his raps to sell records
Well, I do, so fuck him and fuck you too
You think I give a damn about a Grammy?
Half of you critics can't even stomach me, let alone stand me
"But Slim, what if you win, wouldn't it be weird?"
Why, so you guys could just lie to get me here?
So you can sit me here next to Britney Spears?
Shit, Christina Aguilera better switch me chairs
So I can sit next to Carson Daly and Fred Durst
And hear 'em argue over who she gave head to first
Little bitch put me on blast on MTV
"Yeah, he's cute, but I think he's married to Kim, hee-hee"
I should download her audio on MP3
And show the whole world how you gave Eminem VD (ah)
I'm sick of you little girl and boy groups
All you do is annoy me, so I have been sent here to destroy you
And there's a million of us just like me
Who cuss like me, who just don't give a fuck like me
Who dress like me, walk, talk and act like me
And just might be the next best thing, but not quite me

'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?
'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?

I'm like a headtrip to listen to, 'cause I'm only giving' you
Things you joke about with your friends inside your living' room
The only difference is I got the balls to say it in front of y'all
And I don't gotta be false or sugarcoat it at all
I just get on the mic and spit it
And whether you like to admit it, I just shit it
Better than ninety percent of you rappers out can
Then you wonder, "how can
Kids eat up these albums like Valiums?"
It's funny, 'cause at the rate I'm going, when I'm thirty
I'll be the only person in the nursing home flirting
Pinching nurses asses when I'm jacking off with Jergens
And I'm jerking, but this whole bag of Viagra isn't working
And every single person is a Slim Shady lurking
He could be working at Burger King, spitting' on your onion rings
Or in the parking lot, circling, screaming, "I don't give a fuck"
With his windows down and his system up
So will the real Shady please stand up
And put one of those fingers on each hand up?
And be proud to be outta your mind and outta control
And one more time, loud as you can, how does it go?

I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?
'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?
'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?
'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?

Ha ha, I guess there's a Slim Shady in all of us
Fuck it, let's all stand up

Noah


on Remember Me?

Remember me? S executions
Remember me? I have no remorse
Remember me? I'm high-powered
Remember me? I drop bombs like Hiroshima

For this one, they scream "X, you retarded?!"
'Cause I grab the mic and get down like syndrome
Hide and roam into the masses
Without boundaries, which qualifies me
For the term "universal" without no rehearsal
I leak words that's controversial
Like I'm not the one you wanna contest, see
'Cause I'll hit your ass like the train did that bitch
That got banned from TV, heavyweight getup
Hit you, watch your whole head split up
Loco is the motion, we comin' through
Hollow-tips is the lead the .45 threw

Remember me? Throw your guns in the air
Remember me? Slam, slam
Remember me? Nigga, back the fuck up
Remember me? Chka-chka-Onyx

Niggas that take no for an answer get told no
Yeah, I been told no, but it was more like "No! No! No!"
Life a bitch, met her, fuck you if you let her
Better come better than better to be a competitor
This vet is ahead of the shit, it's all redder, you deader and deader
A medic instead of the cheddars and credda
Settle vendetta with metal Beretta from ghetto to ghetto
Evidence, nope, never leave a shred of
I got the soul of every rapper in me, love me or hate me
My moms got raped by the industry and made me
I'm the illest nigga ever, I told you
I get more pussy than them dyke bitches Total
Want beef, nigga? Pfft, you better dead that shit
My name should be Can't-Believe-That-Nigga-Said-That-Shit
Probably sayin' he ain't a killer, but I'm killin' myself
Smoke death, fuck bitches raw on the kitchen floor
So think what I'ma do to you, have done to you
Got niggas in my hood who'd do that shit for a blunt or two
What you wanna do? Cocksuckers, we Glock busters
'Til the cops cuff us, gon' start ruckus and drop blockbusters
Round the clock hustlers, you cannot touch us
I'm gettin' wires, niggas wantin' me dead
Wantin' my head, you think it could be somethin' I said?

Remember me? I just don't give a fuck
Remember me? Yeah, fuck you too
Remember me? I'm low down and I'm shifty
Remember me? I'm Shady

When I go out, I'ma go out shootin'
I don't mean when I die, I mean when I go out to the club, stupid
I'm tryin' to clean up my fuckin' image
So I promised the fuckin' critics
I wouldn't say "fuckin'" for six minutes
(Six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on)
My baby's mom, bitch made me an angry blonde
So I made me a song, killed her and put Hailie on
I may be wrong, I keep thinkin' these crazy thoughts
In my cranium, but I'm stuck with a crazy mom
(Is she really on as much dope as you say she's on?)
Came home and somebody must've broke in the back window
And stole two loaded machine guns and both of my trench coats
Six sick dreams of picnic scenes
Two kids, sixteen, with M-16s and ten clips each
And them shits reach through six kids each
And Slim gets blamed in Bill Clint's speech to fix these streets?!
Fuck that! Pfft, you faggots can vanish to volcanic ash
And reappear in hell with a can of gas and a match
Aftermath, Dre, grab the gat, show 'em where it's at
(What the fuck you starin' at, nigga?)

Don't you remember me?
Remember me?
Remember me?
Remember me? (Slim Shady!)

28Rivals


on Lose Yourself

@elchihuahua420 Damn bro, stay strong "You only get one shot don't miss your chance to blow." Don't let them bring you down in life and keep pushing

Noah


on Till ICollapse

Not Afraid

hope


on The Real Slim Shady

hi

eminem


on Crazy In Love

great song

serenity noble


on Lose Yourself

awesome

serenity noble


on The Real Slim Shady

awesome

serenity noble


on Lose Yourself

i love it
#eminemfan

Mind Space Apocalypse


on ShadyXV

Greatest of all time

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