Chords for Psychopath Killer
Tempo:
120 bpm
Chords used:
Gm
Eb
Cm
G
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[C] I [G]
guess you can consider a poet, [Eb] but with me it started out with the [C] word, word, [G]
word.
They started looking like puzzles, I started connecting [Gm] them with each other.
So they started, [G] like canvases.
By this [Gm] time I was five, so I just started painting.
Psychopathic killer.
[Eb]
I'm a [G] psychopath, I'm a killer, [Gm] killer, killer, killer.
A psychopath, I'm a killer, [Eb] killer, killer, killer
A [G] psychopath, I'm a killer, killer, killer, [Gm] killer
A psychopath, I'm a killer, [Eb] killer, killer
I'm living [Cm] here, breathing in your [Gm] mind
Stay with the feeling, feeling, feeling
[Eb] Killer, killer, killer, killer
[Cm] You would come to hurt [Gm] me, kill me, kill me
A psychopath, I'm a killer, [Eb] killer, killer
I'm a psychopath, I'm never keeping it plain
Lyrical [Cm] murder is something I've been about
Ever [G] since I was a little kid, doodling in [Gm] class
Drew a picture with my teacher, bullet in his head
Ruler in his [Eb] ass with a toilet in front of him
Throwing up, pissed off, [Cm] probably symbolic of this thought
Sick [Gm] talk to my inner enemy in the rough
I'm having nightmares, or leaving behind my dreams
[Eb] With anything less than a full bank
It's like I'm general [Cm] hung and I'm standing in front [Gm] of a gun
I'm putting myself in the way of a bullet to pull rank
The hood is over my eyes but the wall [Eb] ain't
Yeah, got the mentality of being with a wizard
[G] Every award show we don't even get [Gm] considered
How do you sell something that's so lyrical
To a kid who wouldn't know what was in it if it [Eb] hit him
Now I wanna [Cm] talk about these niggas from Detroit
Maybe for me and [Gm] Shady who was biggin' by Detroit
We put the world onto us, so watch how you say fuck me
You [Eb] just might jinx yourself, whoops, your girl gon' [Cm] do it
Cause I was in at 9-11 in [Gm] Chicago, 9-11
At the same time I had already been grindin' since 9-7
That's Launch [Eb] Avenue, diggin' in the nigga lyrics
You better, you better be a [Cm] driller
I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, [Gm] killer, killer
You ain't never seen a motherfucker get rich
I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, [Eb] killer, killer
All the automatic, all niggas bought his Ferrari and got [G] jealous
I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, killer, killer
You [Gm] can't nobody kill him, nobody for real
I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, [Eb] killer, killer
This elite drinker is the ringleader
I'm a [Cm] deep thinker, I'm a street preacher
With a [G] street sweeper full of heat seekers and your [Gm] G speakers
I'm a key [A] bringer, I don't need heaters, I got the [Eb] meat cleaver
Welcome to the slaughterhouse
[Cm] Niggas try to tell me I spell too [Gm] much
Capital S to the laugh, to the T-E-R
Hope you S-E, now go to hell you [C] fucks
Making [Eb] work disappear, quote this magic
[Cm] Abra-cadabra, the draft of the [Gm] blackest in Africa
Can you imagine a nigga flipping bread for the blood?
Money like [Eb] Dracula, ask him a spatula
Ask me a question, [Cm] am I the best with the flexin'
[Gm] Fuck yes, with the goon talk, I just move off
All over the beat, then I'm lighting up the street
[Eb] Cooking for a rightful jacks and no thriller
[G] I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, [Gm] killer, killer
You ain't never seen a motherfucker get pressed
I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, [Eb] killer, killer
All the automatic, all niggas bought his Ferrari and got [Cm] jealous
I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, killer, killer
You [Gm] can't nobody kill him, nobody for real
I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, [Eb] killer, killer
In the [Cm] air, breathing in the [Gm] night
Still I'm a killer, killer, killer
I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, killer, killer
[Eb] Killer, killer, killer
[Cm] You ain't never seen a motherfucker [Gm] get pressed
I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, [Eb] killer, killer
The thought of retiring is making me wanna set your daughter [G] on fire with a slaughter and ironing
[Gm] What up ma, I'm applying for the rim job, are you hiring?
I'm hoping to fill up your opening, oh but I know I [Eb] gotta meet a lot of requirements
First I gotta accept you're in a lobby and [Gm] I'm in it
You probably already been with all the slaughter and I am in the mood to be playing second fiddle slob
When it's violent, when those strings are jacked, [Eb] I'm just a product of a hostile environment
Of being [Cm] brought up, so brought up, inspired
But I don't know why it's still like [Gm] I'm caught up inside a whirlpool
Not an appliance but applying to science
I psychotically rhyme [Eb] and it's like stars of a line
All in a line, it's hard to [Cm] align, bars of Goliath
Obscene talking, it's whined [Gm] like a beanstalk in a vine
But I keep walking the line between the wrong and the right
But everything I write seems [Eb] wrong and it's like I'm ecstatic at all
The static that I can still cause [Cm] in a fabric of our modern society
[Gm] Now Catholics are panicking cause I snapped back to my old annex
And shenanigans, damn if the Pope's mad again
Probably [Eb] shouldn't have ran up in the Vatican
With that mannequin singing bagpipes [Cm] from Bagdad again
And my dad's drag [Gm] dragon of faggoting
I glad bag won't be the last time I make a dramatic entrance
Like [Eb] Vatican, you thought I was lying when I said I think that I'm crossing the [Gm] line again
I've lost my mind, crossing, oh God I think I just thought of another fucking line
Forgive me Father for I have sinned
But hip-hop has [Eb] left me brainwashed with a violent
Street, [G] keep crying
Now the odds of me [Gm] trying to fucking be quiet
Probably got up about as high as the Jolly Green Giant
After he's fallen and pollen [Eb] next to a killing beehive colony
Trying to sleep right, [Cm] while the streets don't follow me while I revive [Gm] rap
I'ma start up a riot and
Tryna stop it, a silence that you're not gonna
Might as well just hit the block and you're [Eb] jogging a tyrant
Boston, across the marathon [Cm] finish line and
Put your thoughts against [Gm] mine cause the arsenal I have has scarred you for life
Worsened your arsenal now you have to follow his plans and bark
[Eb] You're Boston like Barney Pipe with a fucking swiss army knife
A saviour that's [G] Darth Vader with Darth Riders and a
Bark bite [Gm] with the Dark Knight and a Dark Knight with his arms tied up
I'm Domo like when I'm on the mic I'm not gonna lie
[Eb] I perform like I'm gonna die at the end of a song so it's
Hard for the rhyme [G] to end, like fuck em all I'm just
[Gm] Riding like I'm locked up inside of a shot of Bonnie and Clyde
Call up a Ronnie just driving, bout to park to the side door
Walk up [Eb] a sign, let me park in the dining room
[C] Psychopath, I'm a killer
[Gm] Oh, you ain't never seen a motherfucker get rid of
Psychopath, I'm a killer
[Eb] Calling all the men at the Mickey Bodies, but Ronnie got chills
[Cm] Psychopath, I'm a killer
Cause [Gm] ain't nobody ill, nobody for real
Psychopath, I'm a killer
[Eb] [Cm] [G]
[Gm] [Eb]
[Cm] [Gm]
[N]
guess you can consider a poet, [Eb] but with me it started out with the [C] word, word, [G]
word.
They started looking like puzzles, I started connecting [Gm] them with each other.
So they started, [G] like canvases.
By this [Gm] time I was five, so I just started painting.
Psychopathic killer.
[Eb]
I'm a [G] psychopath, I'm a killer, [Gm] killer, killer, killer.
A psychopath, I'm a killer, [Eb] killer, killer, killer
A [G] psychopath, I'm a killer, killer, killer, [Gm] killer
A psychopath, I'm a killer, [Eb] killer, killer
I'm living [Cm] here, breathing in your [Gm] mind
Stay with the feeling, feeling, feeling
[Eb] Killer, killer, killer, killer
[Cm] You would come to hurt [Gm] me, kill me, kill me
A psychopath, I'm a killer, [Eb] killer, killer
I'm a psychopath, I'm never keeping it plain
Lyrical [Cm] murder is something I've been about
Ever [G] since I was a little kid, doodling in [Gm] class
Drew a picture with my teacher, bullet in his head
Ruler in his [Eb] ass with a toilet in front of him
Throwing up, pissed off, [Cm] probably symbolic of this thought
Sick [Gm] talk to my inner enemy in the rough
I'm having nightmares, or leaving behind my dreams
[Eb] With anything less than a full bank
It's like I'm general [Cm] hung and I'm standing in front [Gm] of a gun
I'm putting myself in the way of a bullet to pull rank
The hood is over my eyes but the wall [Eb] ain't
Yeah, got the mentality of being with a wizard
[G] Every award show we don't even get [Gm] considered
How do you sell something that's so lyrical
To a kid who wouldn't know what was in it if it [Eb] hit him
Now I wanna [Cm] talk about these niggas from Detroit
Maybe for me and [Gm] Shady who was biggin' by Detroit
We put the world onto us, so watch how you say fuck me
You [Eb] just might jinx yourself, whoops, your girl gon' [Cm] do it
Cause I was in at 9-11 in [Gm] Chicago, 9-11
At the same time I had already been grindin' since 9-7
That's Launch [Eb] Avenue, diggin' in the nigga lyrics
You better, you better be a [Cm] driller
I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, [Gm] killer, killer
You ain't never seen a motherfucker get rich
I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, [Eb] killer, killer
All the automatic, all niggas bought his Ferrari and got [G] jealous
I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, killer, killer
You [Gm] can't nobody kill him, nobody for real
I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, [Eb] killer, killer
This elite drinker is the ringleader
I'm a [Cm] deep thinker, I'm a street preacher
With a [G] street sweeper full of heat seekers and your [Gm] G speakers
I'm a key [A] bringer, I don't need heaters, I got the [Eb] meat cleaver
Welcome to the slaughterhouse
[Cm] Niggas try to tell me I spell too [Gm] much
Capital S to the laugh, to the T-E-R
Hope you S-E, now go to hell you [C] fucks
Making [Eb] work disappear, quote this magic
[Cm] Abra-cadabra, the draft of the [Gm] blackest in Africa
Can you imagine a nigga flipping bread for the blood?
Money like [Eb] Dracula, ask him a spatula
Ask me a question, [Cm] am I the best with the flexin'
[Gm] Fuck yes, with the goon talk, I just move off
All over the beat, then I'm lighting up the street
[Eb] Cooking for a rightful jacks and no thriller
[G] I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, [Gm] killer, killer
You ain't never seen a motherfucker get pressed
I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, [Eb] killer, killer
All the automatic, all niggas bought his Ferrari and got [Cm] jealous
I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, killer, killer
You [Gm] can't nobody kill him, nobody for real
I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, [Eb] killer, killer
In the [Cm] air, breathing in the [Gm] night
Still I'm a killer, killer, killer
I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, killer, killer
[Eb] Killer, killer, killer
[Cm] You ain't never seen a motherfucker [Gm] get pressed
I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, [Eb] killer, killer
The thought of retiring is making me wanna set your daughter [G] on fire with a slaughter and ironing
[Gm] What up ma, I'm applying for the rim job, are you hiring?
I'm hoping to fill up your opening, oh but I know I [Eb] gotta meet a lot of requirements
First I gotta accept you're in a lobby and [Gm] I'm in it
You probably already been with all the slaughter and I am in the mood to be playing second fiddle slob
When it's violent, when those strings are jacked, [Eb] I'm just a product of a hostile environment
Of being [Cm] brought up, so brought up, inspired
But I don't know why it's still like [Gm] I'm caught up inside a whirlpool
Not an appliance but applying to science
I psychotically rhyme [Eb] and it's like stars of a line
All in a line, it's hard to [Cm] align, bars of Goliath
Obscene talking, it's whined [Gm] like a beanstalk in a vine
But I keep walking the line between the wrong and the right
But everything I write seems [Eb] wrong and it's like I'm ecstatic at all
The static that I can still cause [Cm] in a fabric of our modern society
[Gm] Now Catholics are panicking cause I snapped back to my old annex
And shenanigans, damn if the Pope's mad again
Probably [Eb] shouldn't have ran up in the Vatican
With that mannequin singing bagpipes [Cm] from Bagdad again
And my dad's drag [Gm] dragon of faggoting
I glad bag won't be the last time I make a dramatic entrance
Like [Eb] Vatican, you thought I was lying when I said I think that I'm crossing the [Gm] line again
I've lost my mind, crossing, oh God I think I just thought of another fucking line
Forgive me Father for I have sinned
But hip-hop has [Eb] left me brainwashed with a violent
Street, [G] keep crying
Now the odds of me [Gm] trying to fucking be quiet
Probably got up about as high as the Jolly Green Giant
After he's fallen and pollen [Eb] next to a killing beehive colony
Trying to sleep right, [Cm] while the streets don't follow me while I revive [Gm] rap
I'ma start up a riot and
Tryna stop it, a silence that you're not gonna
Might as well just hit the block and you're [Eb] jogging a tyrant
Boston, across the marathon [Cm] finish line and
Put your thoughts against [Gm] mine cause the arsenal I have has scarred you for life
Worsened your arsenal now you have to follow his plans and bark
[Eb] You're Boston like Barney Pipe with a fucking swiss army knife
A saviour that's [G] Darth Vader with Darth Riders and a
Bark bite [Gm] with the Dark Knight and a Dark Knight with his arms tied up
I'm Domo like when I'm on the mic I'm not gonna lie
[Eb] I perform like I'm gonna die at the end of a song so it's
Hard for the rhyme [G] to end, like fuck em all I'm just
[Gm] Riding like I'm locked up inside of a shot of Bonnie and Clyde
Call up a Ronnie just driving, bout to park to the side door
Walk up [Eb] a sign, let me park in the dining room
[C] Psychopath, I'm a killer
[Gm] Oh, you ain't never seen a motherfucker get rid of
Psychopath, I'm a killer
[Eb] Calling all the men at the Mickey Bodies, but Ronnie got chills
[Cm] Psychopath, I'm a killer
Cause [Gm] ain't nobody ill, nobody for real
Psychopath, I'm a killer
[Eb] [Cm] [G]
[Gm] [Eb]
[Cm] [Gm]
[N]
Key:
Gm
Eb
Cm
G
C
Gm
Eb
Cm
_ _ _ _ [C] I _ [G] _
guess you can consider a poet, [Eb] but _ with me it started out with the [C] word, word, _ [G]
word.
They started looking like puzzles, I started connecting [Gm] them with each other.
_ _ So they started, _ _ _ [G] like canvases.
_ _ _ By this [Gm] time I was five, _ _ so I just started painting. _
_ _ _ _ Psychopathic killer.
[Eb] _
_ _ I'm a [G] psychopath, I'm a killer, [Gm] killer, killer, killer.
A psychopath, I'm a killer, [Eb] killer, killer, killer
A [G] psychopath, I'm a killer, killer, killer, [Gm] killer
A psychopath, I'm a killer, [Eb] killer, killer
I'm living [Cm] here, breathing in your [Gm] mind
Stay with the feeling, feeling, feeling
[Eb] Killer, killer, killer, killer
[Cm] You would come to hurt [Gm] me, kill me, kill me
A psychopath, I'm a killer, [Eb] killer, killer
I'm a psychopath, I'm never keeping it plain
Lyrical [Cm] murder is something I've been about
Ever [G] since I was a little kid, doodling in [Gm] class
Drew a picture with my teacher, bullet in his head
Ruler in his [Eb] ass with a toilet in front of him
Throwing up, pissed off, [Cm] probably symbolic of this thought
Sick [Gm] talk to my inner enemy in the rough
I'm having nightmares, or leaving behind my dreams
[Eb] With anything less than a full bank
It's like I'm general [Cm] hung and I'm standing in front [Gm] of a gun
I'm putting myself in the way of a bullet to pull rank
The hood is over my eyes but the wall [Eb] ain't
Yeah, got the mentality of being with a wizard
[G] Every award show we don't even get [Gm] considered
How do you sell something that's so lyrical
To a kid who wouldn't know what was in it if it [Eb] hit him
Now I wanna [Cm] talk about these niggas from Detroit
Maybe for me and [Gm] Shady who was biggin' by Detroit
We put the world onto us, so watch how you say fuck me
You [Eb] just might jinx yourself, whoops, your girl gon' [Cm] do it
Cause I was in at 9-11 in [Gm] Chicago, 9-11
At the same time I had already been grindin' since 9-7
That's Launch [Eb] Avenue, diggin' in the nigga lyrics
You better, you better be a [Cm] driller
I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, [Gm] killer, killer
You ain't never seen a motherfucker get rich
I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, [Eb] killer, killer
All the automatic, all niggas bought his Ferrari and got [G] jealous
I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, killer, killer
You [Gm] can't nobody kill him, nobody for real
I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, [Eb] killer, killer
This elite drinker is the ringleader
I'm a [Cm] deep thinker, I'm a street preacher
With a [G] street sweeper full of heat seekers and your [Gm] G speakers
I'm a key [A] bringer, I don't need heaters, I got the [Eb] meat cleaver
Welcome to the slaughterhouse
[Cm] Niggas try to tell me I spell too [Gm] much
Capital S to the laugh, to the T-E-R
Hope you S-E, now go to hell you [C] fucks
Making [Eb] work disappear, quote this magic
[Cm] Abra-cadabra, the draft of the [Gm] blackest in Africa
Can you imagine a nigga flipping bread for the blood?
Money like [Eb] Dracula, ask him a spatula
Ask me a question, [Cm] am I the best with the flexin'
[Gm] Fuck yes, with the goon talk, I just move off
All over the beat, then I'm lighting up the street
[Eb] Cooking for a rightful jacks and no thriller
[G] I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, [Gm] killer, killer
You ain't never seen a motherfucker get pressed
I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, [Eb] killer, killer
All the automatic, all niggas bought his Ferrari and got [Cm] jealous
I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, killer, killer
You [Gm] can't nobody kill him, nobody for real
I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, [Eb] killer, killer
In the [Cm] air, breathing in the [Gm] night
Still I'm a killer, _ killer, killer
I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, killer, killer
[Eb] Killer, killer, killer
[Cm] You ain't never seen a motherfucker [Gm] get _ pressed
I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, [Eb] killer, killer
The thought of retiring is making me wanna set your daughter [G] on fire with a slaughter and ironing
[Gm] What up ma, I'm applying for the rim job, are you hiring?
I'm hoping to fill up your opening, oh but I know I [Eb] gotta meet a lot of requirements
First I gotta accept you're in a lobby and [Gm] I'm in it
You probably already been with all the slaughter and I am in the mood to be playing second fiddle slob
When it's violent, when those strings are jacked, [Eb] I'm just a product of a hostile environment
Of being [Cm] brought up, so brought up, inspired
But I don't know why it's still like [Gm] I'm caught up inside a whirlpool
Not an appliance but applying to science
I psychotically rhyme [Eb] and it's like stars of a line
All in a line, it's hard to [Cm] align, bars of Goliath
Obscene talking, it's whined [Gm] like a beanstalk in a vine
But I keep walking the line between the wrong and the right
But everything I write seems [Eb] wrong and it's like I'm ecstatic at all
The static that I can still cause [Cm] in a fabric of our modern society
[Gm] Now Catholics are panicking cause I snapped back to my old annex
And shenanigans, damn if the Pope's mad again
Probably [Eb] shouldn't have ran up in the Vatican
With that mannequin singing bagpipes [Cm] from Bagdad again
And my dad's drag [Gm] dragon of faggoting
I glad bag won't be the last time I make a dramatic entrance
Like [Eb] Vatican, you thought I was lying when I said I think that I'm crossing the [Gm] line again
I've lost my mind, crossing, oh God I think I just thought of another fucking line
Forgive me Father for I have sinned
But hip-hop has [Eb] left me brainwashed with a violent
Street, [G] keep crying
Now the odds of me [Gm] trying to fucking be quiet
Probably got up about as high as the Jolly Green Giant
After he's fallen and pollen [Eb] next to a killing beehive colony
Trying to sleep right, [Cm] while the streets don't follow me while I revive [Gm] rap
I'ma start up a riot and
Tryna stop it, a silence that you're not gonna
Might as well just hit the block and you're [Eb] jogging a tyrant
Boston, across the marathon [Cm] finish line and
Put your thoughts against [Gm] mine cause the arsenal I have has scarred you for life
Worsened your arsenal now you have to follow his plans and bark
[Eb] You're Boston like Barney Pipe with a fucking swiss army knife
A saviour that's [G] Darth Vader with Darth Riders and a
Bark bite [Gm] with the Dark Knight and a Dark Knight with his arms tied up
I'm Domo like when I'm on the mic I'm not gonna lie
[Eb] I perform like I'm gonna die at the end of a song so it's
Hard for the rhyme [G] to end, like fuck em all I'm just
[Gm] Riding like I'm locked up inside of a shot of Bonnie and Clyde
Call up a Ronnie just driving, bout to park to the side door
Walk up [Eb] a sign, let me park in the dining room
[C] Psychopath, I'm a killer
[Gm] Oh, you ain't never seen a motherfucker get rid of
Psychopath, I'm a killer
[Eb] Calling all the men at the Mickey Bodies, but Ronnie got chills
[Cm] Psychopath, I'm a killer
Cause [Gm] ain't nobody ill, nobody for real
Psychopath, I'm a killer
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ [Gm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
guess you can consider a poet, [Eb] but _ with me it started out with the [C] word, word, _ [G]
word.
They started looking like puzzles, I started connecting [Gm] them with each other.
_ _ So they started, _ _ _ [G] like canvases.
_ _ _ By this [Gm] time I was five, _ _ so I just started painting. _
_ _ _ _ Psychopathic killer.
[Eb] _
_ _ I'm a [G] psychopath, I'm a killer, [Gm] killer, killer, killer.
A psychopath, I'm a killer, [Eb] killer, killer, killer
A [G] psychopath, I'm a killer, killer, killer, [Gm] killer
A psychopath, I'm a killer, [Eb] killer, killer
I'm living [Cm] here, breathing in your [Gm] mind
Stay with the feeling, feeling, feeling
[Eb] Killer, killer, killer, killer
[Cm] You would come to hurt [Gm] me, kill me, kill me
A psychopath, I'm a killer, [Eb] killer, killer
I'm a psychopath, I'm never keeping it plain
Lyrical [Cm] murder is something I've been about
Ever [G] since I was a little kid, doodling in [Gm] class
Drew a picture with my teacher, bullet in his head
Ruler in his [Eb] ass with a toilet in front of him
Throwing up, pissed off, [Cm] probably symbolic of this thought
Sick [Gm] talk to my inner enemy in the rough
I'm having nightmares, or leaving behind my dreams
[Eb] With anything less than a full bank
It's like I'm general [Cm] hung and I'm standing in front [Gm] of a gun
I'm putting myself in the way of a bullet to pull rank
The hood is over my eyes but the wall [Eb] ain't
Yeah, got the mentality of being with a wizard
[G] Every award show we don't even get [Gm] considered
How do you sell something that's so lyrical
To a kid who wouldn't know what was in it if it [Eb] hit him
Now I wanna [Cm] talk about these niggas from Detroit
Maybe for me and [Gm] Shady who was biggin' by Detroit
We put the world onto us, so watch how you say fuck me
You [Eb] just might jinx yourself, whoops, your girl gon' [Cm] do it
Cause I was in at 9-11 in [Gm] Chicago, 9-11
At the same time I had already been grindin' since 9-7
That's Launch [Eb] Avenue, diggin' in the nigga lyrics
You better, you better be a [Cm] driller
I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, [Gm] killer, killer
You ain't never seen a motherfucker get rich
I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, [Eb] killer, killer
All the automatic, all niggas bought his Ferrari and got [G] jealous
I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, killer, killer
You [Gm] can't nobody kill him, nobody for real
I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, [Eb] killer, killer
This elite drinker is the ringleader
I'm a [Cm] deep thinker, I'm a street preacher
With a [G] street sweeper full of heat seekers and your [Gm] G speakers
I'm a key [A] bringer, I don't need heaters, I got the [Eb] meat cleaver
Welcome to the slaughterhouse
[Cm] Niggas try to tell me I spell too [Gm] much
Capital S to the laugh, to the T-E-R
Hope you S-E, now go to hell you [C] fucks
Making [Eb] work disappear, quote this magic
[Cm] Abra-cadabra, the draft of the [Gm] blackest in Africa
Can you imagine a nigga flipping bread for the blood?
Money like [Eb] Dracula, ask him a spatula
Ask me a question, [Cm] am I the best with the flexin'
[Gm] Fuck yes, with the goon talk, I just move off
All over the beat, then I'm lighting up the street
[Eb] Cooking for a rightful jacks and no thriller
[G] I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, [Gm] killer, killer
You ain't never seen a motherfucker get pressed
I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, [Eb] killer, killer
All the automatic, all niggas bought his Ferrari and got [Cm] jealous
I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, killer, killer
You [Gm] can't nobody kill him, nobody for real
I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, [Eb] killer, killer
In the [Cm] air, breathing in the [Gm] night
Still I'm a killer, _ killer, killer
I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, killer, killer
[Eb] Killer, killer, killer
[Cm] You ain't never seen a motherfucker [Gm] get _ pressed
I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, [Eb] killer, killer
The thought of retiring is making me wanna set your daughter [G] on fire with a slaughter and ironing
[Gm] What up ma, I'm applying for the rim job, are you hiring?
I'm hoping to fill up your opening, oh but I know I [Eb] gotta meet a lot of requirements
First I gotta accept you're in a lobby and [Gm] I'm in it
You probably already been with all the slaughter and I am in the mood to be playing second fiddle slob
When it's violent, when those strings are jacked, [Eb] I'm just a product of a hostile environment
Of being [Cm] brought up, so brought up, inspired
But I don't know why it's still like [Gm] I'm caught up inside a whirlpool
Not an appliance but applying to science
I psychotically rhyme [Eb] and it's like stars of a line
All in a line, it's hard to [Cm] align, bars of Goliath
Obscene talking, it's whined [Gm] like a beanstalk in a vine
But I keep walking the line between the wrong and the right
But everything I write seems [Eb] wrong and it's like I'm ecstatic at all
The static that I can still cause [Cm] in a fabric of our modern society
[Gm] Now Catholics are panicking cause I snapped back to my old annex
And shenanigans, damn if the Pope's mad again
Probably [Eb] shouldn't have ran up in the Vatican
With that mannequin singing bagpipes [Cm] from Bagdad again
And my dad's drag [Gm] dragon of faggoting
I glad bag won't be the last time I make a dramatic entrance
Like [Eb] Vatican, you thought I was lying when I said I think that I'm crossing the [Gm] line again
I've lost my mind, crossing, oh God I think I just thought of another fucking line
Forgive me Father for I have sinned
But hip-hop has [Eb] left me brainwashed with a violent
Street, [G] keep crying
Now the odds of me [Gm] trying to fucking be quiet
Probably got up about as high as the Jolly Green Giant
After he's fallen and pollen [Eb] next to a killing beehive colony
Trying to sleep right, [Cm] while the streets don't follow me while I revive [Gm] rap
I'ma start up a riot and
Tryna stop it, a silence that you're not gonna
Might as well just hit the block and you're [Eb] jogging a tyrant
Boston, across the marathon [Cm] finish line and
Put your thoughts against [Gm] mine cause the arsenal I have has scarred you for life
Worsened your arsenal now you have to follow his plans and bark
[Eb] You're Boston like Barney Pipe with a fucking swiss army knife
A saviour that's [G] Darth Vader with Darth Riders and a
Bark bite [Gm] with the Dark Knight and a Dark Knight with his arms tied up
I'm Domo like when I'm on the mic I'm not gonna lie
[Eb] I perform like I'm gonna die at the end of a song so it's
Hard for the rhyme [G] to end, like fuck em all I'm just
[Gm] Riding like I'm locked up inside of a shot of Bonnie and Clyde
Call up a Ronnie just driving, bout to park to the side door
Walk up [Eb] a sign, let me park in the dining room
[C] Psychopath, I'm a killer
[Gm] Oh, you ain't never seen a motherfucker get rid of
Psychopath, I'm a killer
[Eb] Calling all the men at the Mickey Bodies, but Ronnie got chills
[Cm] Psychopath, I'm a killer
Cause [Gm] ain't nobody ill, nobody for real
Psychopath, I'm a killer
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