Eminem - Psychopath Killer ft. Slaughterhouse & Yelawolf Lyrics Chords

_ _ _ _ _ [Dbm] I _
[Ab] _ guess you can consider [Ab] it poetry, _ _
[E] but with me it started out with words, [Db] words, [Ab] words.
They started looking like puzzles, I started connecting them to each other.
_ [B] Until they started [Db] to disappear. _
[Ab] Like cameras.
_ _ _ By this time [Abm] I was hired.
_ _ So I just started. _
_ _ _ It's like a path.
I'm a killer, [E] killer, killer, killer, killer, killer.
I'm a [Db] psychopath, I'm a killer, [Abm] killer, killer, killer, killer.
A psychopath, [Bb] I'm a killer, [E] killer, killer, killer, killer.
A [Ab] psychopath, I'm a killer, [Abm] killer, killer, killer, killer.
A psychopath, I'm a killer, [E] killer, killer, killer.
I'm living [Dbm] there, breathing in the [Abm] night, staring at the sky. _ _ _
[E] Killer, killer, killer, killer.
Here [Dbm] it comes.
[Abm] Killer, killer, killer, killer.
_ Psychopath, I'm a killer, [E] killer, killer, killer.
I'm a psychopath, I'm never keeping it plain.
Lyrical [Dbm] murder is something I've been about ever since [Ab] I was a little kid.
Doodling in [Abm] class, drew a picture of my teacher.
Bullet in his head, [E] ruler in his ass, with a toilet in front of him.
Throwing up, pissed off, [Dbm] probably symbolic of this thought.
Sick [Abm] talk to my inner enemy in the brush.
I'm having nightmares, or leaving behind my dreams with [E] anything less than a full bank.
It's like I'm general hung [Dbm] and I'm standing in front of a gun.
I'm [Abm] putting myself in the way of a bullet to pour rain.
The hood is over my eyes, but the war ain't.
[E] Yeah, got the mentality of being with a wizard.
[Dbm] Every award show we don't even get [Abm] considered.
How do you sell something that's so lyrical to a kid who wouldn't know what was hitting if you [E] hit him?
Now I want to [Dbm] talk about these niggas from Detroit.
Before me and [Abm] Shady, who was thinking about Detroit.
We put the world on tour, so watch how you say fuck me.
You [E] just might jinx yourself.
Whoops, your girl gonna [Dbm] do it, cause I was in it 9-11 in Chicago.
[Abm] 9-11 at the same time I had already been grounded since 9-7.
That's longevity, [E] and if you're making lyrics, you better be a killer.
I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, [Abm] killer, killer, killer.
You ain't never seen a motherfucker get pressed.
I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, killer, killer, killer.
[E] I'm an automatic when anybody's Miranda got chills.
[Dbm] I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, cause ain't [Abm] nobody kill him.
And when nobody Marilla, psychopath, I'm a killer.
[E] I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, killer, killer, killer.
I'm a elite drinker, it's the ring leader.
I'm a [Dbm] deep thinker, I'm a street preacher, with a [Ab] street sweeper.
Full of heat seekers, and the G [Abm] speakers.
I'm a key bringer, cause I don't [Bb] need heaters.
I got the [E] meat cleaver.
Welcome to the slaughterhouse, [Dbm] niggas try to tell me I spell too much.
[Abm] Capital S to the laugh, to the T-E-R-H-O-U-S-E.
Now go to hell, you [Db] fucks.
Making [E] work disappear, quick as magic
[Dbm] Africa, Dabra, the traffic of [Abm] black is in Africa
Can you imagine a nigga flipping bread for the [Bb] blood?
Money like [E] Dracula, ask him a spatula
Ask me a question, [Dbm] am I the best with the flexin?
[Abm] Fuck yes, with the goon talk
I just move off all over the beat, then I'm like no street
[E] Crooked girl, white boy, Jackson on thriller
I'm a [Dbm] psychopath, I'm a killer
[Abm] You ain't never seen a motherfucker get rid of
A psychopath, I'm a killer
[E] _ _ _ I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer
Cause [Abm] ain't nobody ill, I'm a killer
You ain't nobody for real, I'm a killer
Psychopath, I'm a killer
[E] You live and breathe it, breathe it in the [Abm] night
Swear that you'll kill it _ _
[E] Kill it, kill it, kill it
You live and [Dbm] breathe it, you'll kill it
[Abm] Kill it, kill it, kill it
You'll be a legend
Psychopath, I'm a killer
[E] The thought of retiring, is making me wanna set your daughter [Ab] on fire with a sword or an ironing
[Abm] What up mom, applying for the rim job, are you hiring?
[Eb] I'm hoping to fill up your [Bb] opening, oh but I know I [E] gotta meet a lot of requirements
First I gotta accept you're in a [Ab] lobbying island
And you've probably already been [Abm] with all the slaughter and iron
In the mood to be playing second fiddle slob on this violin
With no strings attached, [E] love is the product of a hostile environment
But being [Dbm] brought up so brought up inspired me
I don't know why I still like [Abm] you caught up inside a whirlpool
Not an appliance but a pliant, it's science, I psychotically rhyme
And [E] it's like stars of a line, all in a line, it's hard to [Dbm] align, balls of a life
Obscene talking, it's whined [Abm] like a beanstalk in a vine
But I keep walking the line between the wrong and the right
But everything I write seems [E] wrong, and it's like I'm ecstatic
At all the static that I can still cause in [Dbm] a fabric of our modern society
Now [Abm] Catholics are panicking cause I snapped back to my old annex
And shenanigans, stand up [Bb] to Pope's mannequin
Probably shouldn't have ran up in the Vatican
But that mannequin's singing bagpipes from [Dbm] Bagdad again
And my dad's drag [Abm] dragging a faggot in a glad bag
Won't be the last time I make a dramatic entrance like [E] Vatican
You thought I was lying when I said I think that I'm crossing the line [Dbm] again
I've lost my mind, caution, oh [Abm] God, I think I just thought of another fucking line
Forgive me father for I've swimmed, but [Bb] hip-hop has left me brainwashed with a violent
I'm on the street, [Ab] be flying, now the odds of me [Abm] trying to fucking be quiet
Probably got up about as high as the Jolly Green Giant
After he's fallen and pollen next [E] to a killing freehive colony
Trying to sleep right, [Dbm] but his feet start following me while I re-vibe [Abm] rap
I'ma start up a riot and try to stop it, a silence that you're not gonna
Might as well just hit the block and you're [E] jogging a tire in Boston
You cross the marathon, [Dbm] finish line in a_
Put your thoughts against [Abm] mine cause the arsenal I have will scar you for life
Worsen your eyes and eye for bombs, players and barbed wire
You're [E] bossing like Barney Fife with a fucking swiss army knife
Deceiver that's [Dbm] dark, beat it with arthritis
And a barf bait [Abm] with a dark knight and a dark knight with his arms tied up
I'm dumber like when I'm on the mic, I'm not gonna lie
[E] Perform like I'm on a diet, the end of a song so it's hard for the rhyme [Dbm] to end
Like fuck em all, I'm just [Abm] riding like I'm locked at the side of a shot of Barney
Clyde calls for Ronnie to drive, you got to park to the side
Go and rock up asylum [E] and park in the dining room
[Db] Psychopath I'm a killer, [Abm] oh you ain't never killed
Motherfucker get rid of me
Psychopath I'm a killer, [E] well I'm not a man
I don't need no body for my god child
[Dbm] Psychopath I'm a killer, you [Abm] say nobody yellow
You ain't nobody forever
Psychopath I'm a killer
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