Chords for Slaughterhouse - Psychopath Killer (ft. Eminem & Yelawolf) (Music Video)

_ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _
[G] _ I guess you can consider it poetry. _ _
[Db] But with me it started out with just words, [D] words, words.
They started looking like puzzle pieces, so I started connecting them to each other.
[Gm] _ _ So they started as just pieces, _ blank canvases.
[G] _ _ By this time I [Gm] was hot, _ _ so I just started painting.
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[Eb] _ _ _ I'm a [C] psychopath, I'm a killer, _
[Gm] _ _ a killer, [D] _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _
_ _ [Gm] a _ killer, [Eb] a killer.
I'm a killer in the air, [Cm] with it in the night, [Gm] stay with the sun
I'm a killer [Eb] _ in the air, with it in the night, [Cm] you look up to the light
I'm a killer [Gm] in the air, with it in the night, you look up to the light
I'm a psychopath, _ _
[Eb] _ I'm never keeping it plain, lyrical murder [Cm] is something I've been about
Ever since [Gm] I was a little kid, doodling in class, drew a picture of my teacher
Bullet in his head, ruler in his ass, [Eb] with a toilet in front of him, throwing up
Pissed off, probably [Cm] symbolic of this thought, sick [Gm] talk to my inner enemy in the rough
I'm having nightmares, or leaving behind my dreams with [Eb] anything less than a full bank
It's like I'm general hung, [Cm] and I'm standing in front of a [Gm] gun
I'm putting myself in the way of a bullet to pull rank
The hood is over my eyes, but the wall ain't
[Eb] Yeah, got the mentality of being with a wizard
Every [Cm] award show, we don't even get considered
[G] How [Gm] do you sell something that's so lyrical to a kid who wouldn't know what was hitting him if it hit [Eb] him?
Now I wanna talk [Cm] about these niggas from Detroit
Leave on me and Shady, [Gm] who was thinking about Detroit
We put the world on tour, so watch how you say fuck me, you just [Eb] might jinx yourself
Whoops, your girl gon' do [Cm] it, cause I was in it 9-11, in Chicago [Gm] 9-11
At the same time, I had already been grounded since 9-7
That's launch everything [Eb] you learn, sing the lyrics, you better, you better be a kid
[Cm] I'm a psychopath, I'm a killer, [Gm] oh, you ain't never seen a motherfucker get praised
A psychopath, I'm a killer, all [Eb] alone at night, I don't need nobody for real
[Cm] A psychopath, I'm a killer, cause ain't [Gm] nobody iller, no, nobody for real
A psychopath, I'm a killer
[Eb] This elite drinker is the ringleader, I'm a [Cm] deep thinker, I'm a street preacher
With a street [G] sweeper full of heat seekers, [Gm] these are G speakers
I'm a key bringer, cause I don't need heaters, I got the [Eb] meat cleaver
Welcome to the slaughterhouse, [Cm] niggas try to tell me I spell too much
[G] Capital S to the [Gm] laugh, to the T-E-R, hope you S-E, now go to hell, you [G] fucks
Word, making [Eb] work disappear, cook is magic
[Cm] Abra-cadabra, the trafficker, [Gm] blacker than Africa
Can you imagine a nigga flipping bread for the blood?
Money like [Eb] Dracula, has him a spatula, ask me a question
Am [Cm] I the best with the flexin'?
[Gm] Fuck yes, with the goon talk
I just moonwalk all over the beat, then I'm like No Street
[Eb] Looking for a fight with Jackson on Thriller
I'm a [Cm] psychopath, I'm a killer
[Gm] Oh, you ain't never seen a motherfucker get pressed
A psychopath, I'm a killer
[Eb] All alone at night, everybody's paraded, got jokes
I'm a [Cm] psychopath, I'm a killer
Cause [Gm] ain't nobody iller, no, nobody for real
A psychopath, I'm a killer
[Eb] I'm a killer in here, [Cm] I'm a nigger in the [Gm] night
Still you got the feeling, _ _ _ [Eb] you need _ me
[Cm] _ _ Illegant, [Gm] I'm a killer
_ _ _ Psychopath, I'm a killer
The thought [Eb] of retiring, is making me wanna set your daughter [C] on fire with a sword or an 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 [C] and idling
[Gm] And you probably already been with all the slaughter and ironing
No mood to be playing second fiddle slot on this violin
With no strings attached, [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
And [Eb] it's like stars of a line, all in a line, it's hard to [Cm] align, bars of a life
Obscene talking, it's whine [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 antics and shenanigans
Damn if the Pope's mad again, probably [Eb] shouldn't have ran up in the Vatican
But that mannequin's singing bagpipes [Cm] from Baghdad again
And my dad's drag [Gm] dragging a faggot in
A glad bag won't be the last time I make a dramatic entrance like that [Eb] again
You thought I was lying when I said I think that I'm crossing the line [Cm] again
I've lost my mind, carcin' oh [Gm] God, I think I just thought of another fuckin' line
Forgive me Father for I have sinned, but hip-hop has left me [Eb] brainwashed with a violent
Street, [Cm] keep crying, now the odds of me [Gm] trying to fuckin' be quiet
Probably gotta be about as high as the Jolly Green Giant
After he's fallen and pollen next [Eb] to a killer beehive colony
Tryna sleep right, [Cm] while his feet start following me while I re-vibe [Gm] 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 [Eb] jogging a tyrant
Boston, you crossed the marathon [Cm] finish line and I
Put your thoughts against [Gm] mine cause the odds of a lie have a scar you for life
Worsened your hearts and I have a violence plan, it's in barbed wire
[Eb] You're barsome like Barney Fife with a fuckin' Swiss Army knife
The saviour that's [Cm] God-beated with Darth Raiders and a barbed [Gm] knife
With a dark knight on a dark night with his arms tied up
I'm dumber like when I'm on a mic, I'm not gonna lie
[Eb] I perform like I'm on a diet at the end of a song so it's [Cm] hard for the rhyme to end
Like fuck em all, I'm just [Gm] ridin' like I'm locked up inside of a shot of Barney
Clyde called for Ronnie, just drivin' back to park beside
Yo, I walk up the side and [Eb] I'm in parkin' the
_ [Cm] Psychopath I'm a killer, you [G] ain't never seen a motherfuckin' hitman
Psychopath I'm a killer, [Eb] I'm the man of the million, I'm a killer
[Cm] _ Psychopath I'm a killer, [Gm] let's hear it for Ronnie Miller
You ain't never seen a motherfuckin' hitman
Psychopath I'm a killer
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