| Psychotically villainous as I’m killin' this shit
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| The very top of your head is where I’m drillin' this bitch
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| Drop in a straw, drink in and suck it all out
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| Your eyeballs sink in and fuckin' fall out
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| I got my own murder special on A&E
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| They got a big burly biker guy playin' me
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| A true cannibal crime boss with fat neck tats
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| I choke em all with one hand but their neck snaps
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| Say hello to the bad guy, bye to the sunlight
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| When the dust settles, one stands in the gunfight
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| Call me nefarious, diabolical and vicious
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| When you get home and your family is missing
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| Feelin' this, killin' this, for so many ways
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| Watch your blood spray then bodies lay, weeks not days
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| Scattered like leaves off trees, strewn about
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| Each one planted with a lotus cross in it’s mouth
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| Wicked, sinister
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| Horrible and more
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| Death is beating at your door
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| Unlock the villainous
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| Dark Lotus
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| Murder isn’t for the foul
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| Take away your smile
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| The crows have watched you awhile
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| Unlock the villainous
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| Dark Lotus
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| Yo, I’m Darth Vader without his lightsaber
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| I’m the Joker’s laughing gas in the face of the Caped Crusader
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| Villainous, feelin' this, venomous like I’m Eddie Brock
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| On the building, locked and loaded as if I was Deadshot
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| The undertaker from the old school when he used to rock the tie
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| And tell everyone to rest in peace, wanting for them to die
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| The villain stroking his moustache
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| While the damsel’s tied to the train track
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| And the train is soon approaching, there’s only time left to laugh
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| In the darkest back alleys, beneath the radar
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| Underneath the concrete in the cellar where the rats are
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| In the bowels of Earth, moving through the roots
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| Lies an underground network of villains, we living proof
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| And we takin' up under our wings misguided souls
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| Put together an army and headin' up, the pain grows
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| Riots, mayhem, I’m provoked, attackings
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| Villainous thoughts mixed with murderous actions
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| Wicked, sinister
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| Horrible and more
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| Death is beating at your door
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| Unlock the villainous
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| Dark Lotus
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| Murder isn’t for the foul
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| Take away your smile
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| The crows have watched you awhile
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| Unlock the villainous
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| Dark Lotus
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| Gotta be goodbye for the last time (Murder, death, kill)
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| Everyday as they pass time and ever since…
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| Kept em gushing, I let em flatline
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| Had em all waitin' to baptize
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| Give a part of me, all the blood in my artery
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| Ain’t no partially, hardily I’m bringing it
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| Dropping like it’s a prophecy and it’s hard to be anything less
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| And I’m villainous like a hundred knives in the chest of innocence
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| Villainous, I’m unlockin' on all the ego
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| One’s watchin' and plottin' for the return
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| New Machiavellian is walking
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| I’m coming and shunning bones
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| Who wish I never were rose
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| And willin' to put to killin', so villainous, no control
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| Society is just too easy, when need it you must believe it
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| Put all the pain that I have into my gun and release it
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| I’m just a killa killin', wicked, in the lotus I stand
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| And going villainous on everyone who says that I can’t
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| Wicked, sinister
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| Horrible and more
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| Death is beating at your door
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| Unlock the villainous
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| Dark Lotus
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| Murder isn’t for the foul
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| Take away your smile
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| The crows have watched you awhile
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| Unlock the villainous
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| Dark Lotus |