[ Featuring Joe Bad ]
Psychopath
Psychopath
I was born to humans
My blade cuts through, watch the blood spew
Vital organs, I'll abort them
If I want you, I'll find you, I'm right behind you
I hear voices in my head
Making choices
Should I shoot or dismember?
How many victims? Oh, God, I can't remember
Psychopath
Psychopath
They can't catch me
I move through all cities
When I strike too quickly
Every victim a different way, I leave no DNA
News, they name me
How morbid can fame be?
Last night, they found three slain
I torture and kill and murder at will
Look what you made, an American psycho
Staring down the barrel of a rifle
The hungry dog bites back
True predators, motherf*cker
You can't try and right that wrong
Here's your f*cking swan song
Murderous ways for those who betrayed our trust
You don't mean shit to us
Body Count stacking up, nothing can stop me
Just another motherf*cker
Fit For An Autopsy
They'll never catch me
You'll never catch me
They'll never catch me
You'll never catch me
Psychopath
