American Psycho

Have you ever travelled through the insane mind of a serial killer ? Probably not, but Slim Shady will give you the opportunity to do so.

You will be brought into the disturbed mind of a murderer, a sick drug addict’s mind that is full of dark thoughts. An universe that is full of black magic and that influences Slim Shady’s mad mind.
Travelling through Slim Shady’s mind is like watching a scary movie and the devilish athmosphere is there to threaten you and to scare you on purpose.
‘ American Psycho ‘ is a less known track of D12’s ‘ Devil’s Night ‘ album.
Bizarre follows Slim Shady to guide you into a mad man’s mind and he says the craziest things to scare you. He’s a dirty psycho who goes that far to eat his girlfriend’s miscarriage’Kon Artis finishes your trip into an insane brain. Crazy, drug addicted, he draws a terrific picture of a serial killer.

The subject matter of ‘ American Psycho ‘ is original. It’s a strange and terrifying feeling to travel through the psyche of a sick murderer whose universe is full of his victims’ blood, drugs and black magic.
The music guides you through your whole terrific journey. Bass, guitar and drums add to the dark atmosphere.
Eminem’s voice clearly shows the madness of the character, the rapid and jerked rythm add to the scary atmosphere. Bizarre adds to the disgusting details but his sentences are so surrealistic that it introduces a comical effect in the middle of a tragical context :

‘ My girlfriend had a miscarriage (I’m sorry) I had to eat it (ohh)
My dick is burnin, it ain’t cause of disease
Because I’m jackin off with gasoline mixed with antifreeze (AHH!)

Bizarre is supposed to add idiotic and bizarre elements and he manages to play his role so perfectly. The mixture of dirty and crazy elements creates the comical effect that is so typical to Bizarre.

Kon Artis concludes the dark journey with the scariest details. ‘ American Psycho ‘ is a great element of the ‘ Devil’s Night ‘ album. Scary tales lovers will be delighted by the song.

American Psycho

[Eminem]
I’m the devil – if ever there was such a thing
The results of much too many drugs what you’re seeing
I’m a mindfuck, completely dis-(gus)-ting
I’m (white), a human mutt, fuck a being
I’m a dog – fuck lambs, I’m silencin ’em all
I’m involved in murders forensic science couldn’t solve
Giant set of balls too big to buy a set of drawers
Might as well unzip my fly and let ’em fall to the floor
Each thought’s completely warped
I’m like a walkin, talkin, ouija board
Speakin in tongues, I’ve never spoke this speech before
.. Hhem-delle-la, ennich-me-noughh-mi-niche-mick-norr ..
Have you ever experienced spirits in lyrics when you hear ’em
’til you scared to stare in into any mirrors when you near ’em
Well if so, get ready for some shit yo
Is this some kind of sick joke Shit no, motherfuckin schitzo
So disturbed, he just goes so berzerk he tiptoes
This verse was his urge to slit throats of just hoes
Just goes to shizzow you dizzon’t, fizzuck with
so-someone this disturbed, sa-sippin on si-zzurp
So – lock your doors, drop to the floors
Get your shotguns drawn – here comes another Clockwork Orange
Look at Bizarre; you really think he’s right in his mind
What the fuck you think’s goin through it when he’s writin his rhyme

[Chorus: Eminem]
You bout to – journey into the mind of a psychopath killer
Blood spiller, mentality much iller
than you could ever imagine in your wildest dreams
You’ll feel his pain and his silent screams
You bout to – journey into the mind of a psychopath killer
Blood spiller, mentality much iller
than you could ever imagine in your wildest dreams
You’ll feel his pain and his violent screams

[Bizarre]
It’s Friday night, I’m at a rave again
Pickin up transvestites on my Harley-Davidson (hey hop on)
My girlfriend’s a crackhead whore
She’ll come to your door, suck your dick on the floor
and take your bottles to the store (nigga I’m takin these)
Have you ever seen a bitch get beat because she won’t cheat
Run the street and suck another nigga’s meat
My son’s sixteen years old with nowhere to stay (dad it’s me)
I told him he wasn’t mine, slammed the door in his face
And I ain’t got no food, my job I’ve been cheated
My girlfriend had a miscarriage (I’m sorry) I had to eat it (ohh)
My dick is burnin, it ain’t cause of disease
Because I’m jackin off with gasoline mixed with antifreeze (AHH!)
I’m livin in Waco Texas, me and my girl
Fuck David Koresh, I’m startin my own world
It’s called Bizarre Cemetary, it’s scary
Eatin a virgin’s cherry, they’re all gonna laugh at you Carey

[Chorus]

[Kon Artis]
I was born feet first, smoke 40’s and drink weed
The Lord rehearsed my birth, I’m the worst breed
A nigga you ever set sight on, my right arm’s
got more power than 5 a iontons Dragon’s python so
Journey into the mind of a psychopath killer
Light yo’ ass like a liquid nitro-gas spiller
Psycho slash Michael Myers, Michael Jack’s Thriller
Rifle slash knife faggot that’s your Cop Killer
As a yung’un, I was beat where I was livin (aight)
Crossdressed just to get thrown in the women’s prison
I guess I was just stressed to be a hoodlum
Being pressed caused the stress that caused the Ritalin
Pressed stressed and Ritalin caused the cop’s feelings
to be hurt after they seen what I did to those children
I’m vulgaric, you Bo Derek; I throw you face flat off the terrace
so you can have somethin to stare at

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