| We goin' out with a shot, a stab, a scream, a laugh
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| Whateva it’s a bloodbath
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| We goin' out with a shot, a stab, a scream, a laugh
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| Whateva it’s a bloodbath
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| Go ahead and run ya know ya won’t get far
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| I know where ya car parked gave you a head start
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| I make sure ya whole world falls apart
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| Rip ya heart out and call it abstract art
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| Little fishes shouldn’t swim with the sharks
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| I’m out for blood when it starts to get dark
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| Nice to meet you, you can call me mark
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| It’s the last stroll that you made in this park
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| You got a death wish, you on my deathlist
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| Test this wreckless eat you for breakfast
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| Choke you with your own necklace till you breathless
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| I protect this, wonder who the next is
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| Get disconnected the style is perfected
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| Sometimes it’s hectic stay calm kill shit
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| I’m not affected do the job and wreck it
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| Killed all the pigs so it’s all off the record
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| We goin' out with a shot, a stab, a scream, a laugh
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| Whateva it’s a bloodbath
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| We goin' out with a shot, a stab, a scream, a laugh
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| Whateva it’s a bloodbath
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| Yeah, I said it, I’m at it, I want a classic
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| I wanna fly away like kravitz, blazing hashes
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| I wanna question all things people hate to answer
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| Spread the rumor like a tumour words iz cancer
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| Descend from above like a giant praying mantis
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| Slaying rappers with a pistol and a pillow…
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| Blood stains the mattress, plus the dream catcher
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| Fact is, I use faggots for target practice
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| Split ya head with a hatchet, I’ve had it…
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| A habbit I’ve had since the first time it happened
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| Now I break beaks off the parrots that bite shit
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| Gingivitis? |
| Shit no! |
| The virus…
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| You get, when you fuck with me.
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| Bleeds thru your dry lips
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| Sprays from your earholes and leaks down your eyelids.
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| I let the tub run, fill a cup a redrum
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| Kill the rough draft and chill in my bloodbath
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| We goin' out with a shot, a stab, a scream, a laugh
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| Whateva it’s a bloodbath
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| We goin' out with a shot, a stab, a scream, a laugh
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| Whateva it’s a bloodbath
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| I be blazin' with words on the face of this earth
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| Bad breaking I burst on the stage when I’m first
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| And I’m claimin' the curse made me satan or worse
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| I’m a cranium alien your brains I will slurp
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| You got taste like a turd
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| Misplaced like a kurd
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| I don’t hang with the clerks
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| With them nerds nor the jerks
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| I got birds that’ll chirp when my blade inserts
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| Guess my heart wouldn’t hurt if I worked for the church
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| So I lurk on the search
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| Absurd I emerge
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| White shirt
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| Blood smeared
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| Nigga I got them nerves
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| Put yo face on the curg Ima murder this jerk
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| Head splurged like kurt
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| Put 'm down in the dirt
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| You be clownin' like turk I’m a surgeon at worst
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| Berserk like the red serge in state of alert
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| See me snatchin' her purse
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| While I gurp and smirk
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| Cuttin' all her curves and get murked in prison cause
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| We goin' out with a shot, a stab, a scream, a laugh
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| Whateva it’s a bloodbath
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| We goin' out with a shot, a stab, a scream, a laugh
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| Whateva it’s a bloodbath |