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Creeping down the hallway quiet as kept |
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The only sign of a murder was the blood on the foresteps |
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I stopped for a second to wipe it up |
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And threw the bloody towel in the garbage bag with her guts |
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Pretty as a picture her name was rosie |
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Had to kill the bitch cuz she was getting too fuckin nosey |
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A school hoe she attended u of h |
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A law student who was looking for a fuckin' case |
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But she was barking up the wrong tree g |
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Ay yo why in the hell did the bitch wanna fuck with me |
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Walking around my crib steady casin' |
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Askin' about the strange smells that were coming from my basement |
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She asked one too many motherfuckin questions it was time |
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Somebody taught the stupid bitch a good lesson |
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I snuck in the house by the back door |
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It was like a scene from psycho |
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The bitch was in the shower |
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I rushed her quick so she wouldn't have a chance to holler |
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And said "shut the fuck up hoe" |
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And slammed her motherfucking face against the cold floor |
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Struggling soaking wet |
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I gagged her mouth with a whole box of kotex |
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After i fucked her check out what i did |
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Slit her fucking stomach and watched her squeal like a pig |
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The shit was gruesome g i couldn't call it |
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I cut off her fingers and flushed them down the fuckin' toilet |
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And wrote my name on the wall like i usually do |
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To mark a murder hoe, yeah on murder avenue |
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More murder, more murder, more murder, yo |
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More murder, more murder, more murder, watch me hurt a hoe |
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More murder, more murder, more murder, nigga |
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More motherfucking murder gots ta pull the trigger |
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More murder, more murder, more murder, check it |
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A hundred and fifty seven thousand victims in a second |
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Gotta give it up for brigitte and ted brand new newly-weds |
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There's nothing i would love better than to have their fuckin' heads |
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On a platter i watch them sonofabitches scatter |
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In broad daylight but yo it really didn't matter |
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I put my gin to their heads and said "shut up" |
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The nigga was big i watched this big motherfucker nut up |
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On the rampage both of 'em got pistol-whipped |
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The 9 was bloody so i pulled out my pistol grip |
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The nigga was damn near dead |
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I grabbed the bitch by her head and told her "spread your fucking legs" |
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I placed the barrel of my 9 on her pearl tongue |
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And stuck a shell inside her pussy and said "now ain't that fun?" |
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She started to cry |
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I saw a tear fall from here eye i said "bitch you must wanna die" |
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I pulled the trigger of the gun back slowly |
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And shot up her nigga until he was full of holes g |
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The bitch was screaming with rage |
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I stamped on her motherfucking face until it caved in |
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'cos killing is so damn sweet |
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I saved the remains and used them later for ground meat |
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Being a lunatic i gotta do the lunatic |
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Gotta do man, yeah living on this avenue |
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More murder, more murder, more murder, yo |
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More murder, more murder, more murder, watch me hurt a hoe |
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More murder, more murder, more murder, nigga |
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More motherfucking murder gots ta pull the trigger |
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More murder, more murder, more murder, check it |
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A hundred and fifty seven thousand victims in a second |
