American Psycho

By OnlyOne

On Cult Classic

Released on May 6, 2012

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[Sample from the 2000 film American Psycho]

Patrick Bateman: Howard, it's Bateman. Patrick Bateman

You're my lawyer, so I think you should know

I've killed a lot of people

Some escort girls in an apartment uptown

Uh, some homeless people, maybe five or ten

Um, an NYU girl I met in Central Park

I left her at a parking lot behind some donut shop

I killed Bethany, my old girlfriend, with a nail gun

And then some man, some old faggot with a dog

Last week, I...


[Verse: OnlyOne]

I'm psychosomatic, pyroclastic, spit nitric acid

Skipped all my high school classes

Sippin' out of ice cold glasses

I keep the metal with me, like a micro-magnet

Look at the medical screen… the line is flattened

You don't wanna open up the missile silo hatches

I will end up in a cell like cytoplasm

The shell give 'em spinal fractures

The gauge is 12, like the disciples in the Bible chapter

I sacrificed a unicorn to Lucifer

Told him I would kill a angel for every human born

Then I grew some horns, my life like a gruesome horror

My life like a movie, I write the music score

They never handed out condoms at my school before

I'll be honest, I don't know what the fuck I would use 'em for

I will cut you, Cuban out the humidor

Let your fluid pour, and won't even catch a two-to-four

I'll go insane on your clown posse

Walkin' towards the bullets that you aim like they bounce off me

I count bullets

Make sure each one is attached to a name, then I count bodies

The brown that we slang ain't ground coffee

It's that heroin white coke

A dead man walkin', wearin' a blindfold

I stare at him ice cold: American Psycho

I'll cut off both my ears

Before I let someone disrespect my coast in here

But the coast is clear

What I mean by that, is 2Pac ghost in here

We Outsiders, it's Point Break

Hit you with that .50 cal, al-Qaeda, point-blank

My weapons crazy, leave you dead like Swayze

Usual Suspect: Kevin Spacey

Split personalities: Em and Shady

I would kill a pregnant lady for a Benz-Mercedes

I can make someone someone suicidal happy

With a lipoplasty, now you can smile at me

Keys open doors, trees: a lockpick

Cut a ki different every day, like a locksmith

Open up the rented ride like a cockpit

The gun spray pesticides like a crop dust

Committin' genocide, you weren't identified by the process

Get abducted by identified flying objects

Pitchin' white, you snitchin' like mice and rat

Give him spinal taps with a kitchen knife

The way I'm livin' isn't right

But my shit is tight, yeah, my shit is tight


[Sample from the 2000 film American Psycho]

Patrick Bateman: ...I killed another girl with a chain saw

I had to. She almost got away. And... someone else there

I can't remember, maybe a model. She's dead too

And, uh, Paul Allen. I killed Paul Allen with an axe in the face

His body is dissolving in a bathtub in Hell's Kitchen

I don't wanna leave anything out here

I guess I've killed maybe... 20 people

Maybe 40! I have tapes of a lot of it

Some of the girls have seen the tapes

I even, um, ... I ate some of their brains... and I tried to cook a little. Tonight, I, uh... I just had to kill a lot of people!

And, um, I'm not sure I'm gonna get away with it... this time

So, uh, I mean, I guess... I'm a pretty, uh…

I mean, I guess I'm a pretty sick guy

So, if you get back tomorrow, I may show up at Harry's Bar

So, you know... keep your eyes open