American Psychos Insane Clown Posse (Ft. Twiztid)

[Intro]
"Well, Mr. [?], and I suppose they all died happily ever after"
"The dark corners of the human mind are the deepest dark, I believe, of anything in the universe. Speaking of darkness"

[Chorus]
American, American
Real psychos right off the street
American, American
Come shed your blood all upon me

[Verse 1: Monoxide]
Blood bath, T-shirt soaked from the sweat
I laugh and stab, stab, stab
Relapse, almost fixed
But the medicine never really seemed to kick in
I slit a couple of throats and wreak havoc
On a gaggle of folks for nothin' more than just bein' approached
I'm a psycho, axe in the back seat with a creep
And they get to chewin' your face like lunchmeat

[Chorus]
American (Psychos), American (Psychos)
Real psychos right off the street (The United States, they'll bury ya)
American (Psychos), American (Psychos)
Come shed your blood all upon me (The United States, they'll bury ya)