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Murder, Murder, Mur...Murder

Murder, Murder, Mur...Murder

First I my escape
on papes and leave the scene without a trace
I'm lookin' in her face
But she see me
I'm
I head straight to her bedroom for better focus
Hokus
I see the door's unlocked, I let in
Head for her room, with of murder and mayhem
There she go, that bitch lay
Living on this earth to my
to pay
Palms are sweaty, I'm about to
I grab the knife out of my belt and jab it in her
Again, and again and now she's screaming I care
But I could a fuck less
Before she I grab her by her blood soaked hair
And tell her shit's be alright on my end
I'm glad it this way
Back in my life again
it a shame that it came to this
Life goes on for one less bitch
it a trip?
Murder, Murder,
You never of redrum in reverse
in the hearse
Now your life's gone we wanted you to die
to kiss your ass good bye
ask why
Murder, Murder,
You never of redrum in reverse
Bodies in the
Now your life's cause we wanted you to die
Time to kiss ass good bye
ask why
It was Tuesday, 24th '97
Time on the clock
Thinking bout sending somebody to
Or the
A of a soul lies in my hands I suppose
Now I'm wearing clothes
on the side street
Peepin out the
sure nobody seeing me
As I to the trunk of the stolen car
Up to the back door with the bar
So far the plans proof
Called from the phone
Got the machine
on the scene
Kicked in the backdoor,
Looking for the family dog
Kicked em in the jaw with the boots
a couple teeth loose
Smacked em in the mouth with my empty deuce
Then I
Break his neck and watch him piss on kitchen
Never him since the day he tried to play me vile,
And to bite me
Stab a knife in his head
So for that man's best friend
Now I'm all up in the and
In the masturbating
Cummin on the and pillow 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 work
blouse, tight shirt
Business attire for this hooker for
Threw the keys to the table, baby are you home
expect to see Bones we're alone
And she's reaching for the telephone to the police
with the chord, now deceased
In the process of her
fucked her for demonstration
Let her know I know her many
Now dead in the closet
Hangin out with all the clothes
In the suffered a bloody nose
But I'm though
As I move to the bathroom to wash my
It's all of the plan
Don't think you see?
Murder, Murder,
You never of redrum in reverse
in the hearse
Now your life's gone cause we you to die
Time to kiss your ass bye
ask why