Erotic accords par 
Ganksta Nip 
N/A3 vues
Key: D minor•
Verse 1
Dm
Bb
Dm
Psych Daddy, can me and my three
friends come and play with you
Tonight?
Eb
Dm
C
Bb
F
Oh yeah, you and your three friends
C
can come play with me
Dm
F#
Tonight, and you and your three
Dm
F
Dm
F
friends can come pay with
Dm
Tonight, you know what I'm sayin?
Gm
Dm
Fm
F
Big Syke, you know what
Fm
I'm talkin' about.
Dm
Bb
Gm
Bb
Gm
Bb
Dm
Erot ic, exot ic, and a little psychotic.
Edim
Interlude 1
Eb
Dm
Em
Eb
Dm
Edim
Eb
Dm
Bb
Dm
Picture a room
Verse 2
where a con lives,
Bb
it's dark inside
C
Dm
Newspaper clippins on the wall,
Bb
from vics that died
C
Dm
Blood everywhere,
Bb
you can tell the psycho went through
C
Dm
He had darts in their faces up
to number fifty two
F
Psycho Uh, stalkin niggas,
Dm
Em
Eb
butcher knives stays handy
Dm
He would sit inside the park,
Em
Eb
and laugh and give kid s candy
Dm
F
They say he was weird,
Em
Eb
but the bodies he killed
Dm
He always scratched off the
Bb
names of the people he killed
Dm
Real slow, Pysch torture style,
Bb
C
pass me the scis sors
Dm
And cut off microscopic
Bb
pieces like a mirror
C
Dm
Terror screams,
Bb
let me know the spinal was crumbled
Dm
By the gestures they made and the
C
Dm
words that they mumbled
Em
Maybe I can slice a throat when I'm ready
Eb
Dm
It takes prac tice,
Em
training to keep a nail gun steady
Dm
You should yell when it clicks,
Em
Eb
'cause blood finna seep
Dm
An d bring a hundred thousand mourn
Bb
ers and children to weep
Dm
[Chor us: x8] Erotic
Verse 3
Bb
Dm
Bb
C
Dm
and exotic
Bb
And a little psychotic
Dm
Em
Dm
Verse 4
Em
Ebm
Eb
Dm
Em
Graveyards in my slaughter house
Ebm
Dm
Em
Ebm
Dm
Bb
Dm
Bb
C
Bb
Dm
Bb
C
Mutil ation and bacteria to straight cats ?
Dm
You can bet that yours is full of
Bb
healthy humans and mice
Dm
Kinda lookin' like a fleshy
F
Dm
big pot ful la rice
Twenty people dead, strangled,
Bb
Eb
uh that's my hobby
Dm
When I die you think I'm dead, but
Em
Eb
I really switched bodies
Dm
F
I'm standing there, watchin',
Dm
Em
Eb
they put him in the ground
Dm
Blow a sweet when it's over,
Bb
I'll go kill downtown
Dm
Cops don't understand,
Bb
they thought he was bluffin'
C
Bb
Dm
They say the officer went crazy
Bb
when he murdered a dozen
Dm
Other cops and didn't
Bb
? 'cause life ain't fair
C
Dm
They put his body in the chair,
Bb
but his mind wasn't there
Dm
Soul snatcher, got cha,
Em
Ebm
Eb
hit him with a heavy right
Dm
Hold him, hug him,
Em
Eb
Dm
hit him with a heavy pipe
F
Burn him, scorch him,
Em
Eb
you can bet the people saw it
Dm
Leave him there for thirty minutes,
Bb
you'll see the birds ?
Dm
[Chorus: x8]
Outro 1
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C
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Dm
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Dm
F#
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Em
Eb
Dm
Em
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Em
Eb
Dm
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Dm
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Dm
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C
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