psychotic

kick in the back door everyone on the floor dude tried to play with me so i sliced him up on the floor intestines in my hand blood running to the door everyone screaming they dont want no more verse - creeping through your house late at night moving through the shadows im all out of site got my murder weapon from your shed heading to your bedroom. i want your head before that i watched you sleep blood everywhere got yiur wife tied up with a sheet sawed off your head an watched it fall to her feet cleaned up my fun an left it all neat now in off to my next victim demons in my head talking bout boy go sick em grab a butter kife an just started to stick em im psychotic you definitely could be my next victim verse 2 real motion killing at night you beter tuck your self in real fucking tight this sick game is not what you wanna play ima cut out your organs an out them on display watching yiu from 5 ft away bad intentions you can feel my presence today im like a drug yiu can call me lace some call me staby bc ill stab you in the face take you to my spot let you see my place need you to fit in my pot so ima cut at yiur waiste yall say ima killer im psychotic slashing an passing you will never stop it