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Murder, Murder, Mur...Murder

Murder, Murder, Mur...Murder

First I plan my
on papes and leave the scene without a trace
I'm lookin' dead in her
But she see me
I'm
I straight to her bedroom window for better focus
Hokus
I see the unlocked, I let myself in
Head for her room, with plans of murder and
she go, there that bitch lay
Living on this to my dismay
to pay
Palms are sweaty, I'm about to
I grab the knife out of my and jab it in her stomach
Again, and again and now she's screaming I care
But I could give a fuck
Before she dies I grab her by her blood hair
And tell her gonna be alright on my end
I'm it happened this way
in my daughters life again
Ain't it a that it came to this
Life goes on for one less bitch
Ain't it a
Murder, Murder,
You heard of redrum in reverse
in the hearse
Now your life's gone cause we you to die
Time to kiss ass good bye
ask why
Murder, Murder,
You never heard of in reverse
in the hearse
Now your life's cause we wanted you to die
Time to kiss your ass bye
ask why
It was Tuesday, 24th '97
Time on the clock
Thinking bout sending to heaven
Or the
A of a soul lies in my hands I suppose
Now I'm wearing dark
Parked on the side
Peepin out the
Make nobody seeing me
As I move to the trunk of the car
Up to the back door with the bar
So far the fool proof
from the phone booth
Got the machine
on the scene
Kicked in the backdoor,
for the family dog Thor
Kicked em in the jaw with the work
a couple teeth loose
Smacked em in the mouth my empty deuce deuce
Then I
Break his and watch him piss on kitchen tile
Never liked him the day he tried to play me vile,
And tried to me
Stab a steak knife in his
So much for that best friend
Now I'm all up in the and
In the bedroom
Cummin on the sheets and cases
Fuck that
She's just a and her mothers nothing but a slut
Can't to seal her mouth shut
2:30 she returns home from
blouse, tight shirt
Business attire for this hooker for
the keys to the table, said baby are you home
Didn't expect to see Bones we're
And she's for the telephone to call the police
Strangled the chord, now deceased
In the of her suffocation
Finger her for demonstration
Let her know I know her many
Now she's in the closet
Hangin out with all the winter
In the struggle suffered a bloody
But I'm straight
As I to the bathroom to wash my hands
all part of the plan
Don't think you understand
Murder, Murder,
You heard of redrum in reverse
Bodies in the
Now your gone cause we wanted you to die
Time to kiss ass good bye
ask why