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Murder, Murder, Mur...Murder

Murder, Murder, Mur...Murder

First I my escape
Nothing on and leave the scene without a trace
I'm lookin' dead in her
But she see me
I'm
I head straight to her window for better focus
Hokus
I see the unlocked, I let myself in
Head for her room, with of murder and mayhem
There she go, there that lay
Living on earth to my dismay
to pay
Palms are sweaty, I'm to vomit
I the knife out of my belt and jab it in her stomach
Again, and again and now screaming like I care
But I give a fuck less
Before she dies I her by her blood soaked hair
And tell her gonna be alright on my end
I'm it happened this way
Back in my daughters life
Ain't it a shame that it to this
goes on except for one less bitch
Ain't it a
Murder, Murder,
You never of redrum in reverse
Bodies in the
Now your gone cause we wanted you to die
Time to kiss your ass bye
ask why
Murder, Murder,
You never of redrum in reverse
Bodies in the
Now life's gone 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 fate of a soul lies in my I suppose
Now I'm wearing dark
on the side street
Peepin out the
sure nobody seeing me
As I to the trunk of the stolen car
Up to the back with the crow bar
So far the fool proof
Called from the booth
Got the machine
Nobody's on the
in the backdoor, 1:34
Looking for the dog Thor
Kicked em in the jaw with the boots
Knocked a teeth loose
Smacked em in the with my empty deuce deuce
Then I
Break his neck and watch him on kitchen tile
Never liked him since the day he tried to me vile,
And to bite me
Stab a steak in his head
So much for that man's friend
Now I'm all up in the and
In the masturbating
Cummin on the sheets and cases
Fuck bitch
She's just a cunt and her mothers nothing but a
Can't wait to seal her mouth
she returns home from work
Nice blouse, tight
Business attire for hooker for hire
Threw the keys to the table, baby are you home
Didn't expect to see we're alone
And she's reaching for the telephone to the police
with the chord, now deceased
In the process of her
Finger fucked her for
Let her know I know her many
Now she's dead in the
out with all the winter clothes
In the struggle a bloody nose
But I'm straight
As I to the bathroom to wash my hands
It's all part of the
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
to kiss your ass good bye
ask why