| It’s probably two or three in the mornin', rain pourin'
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| I’m lookin' through the windows tryin' to make a scorin'
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| I move to the next house, wipe off the glass
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| I can barely make it out, but I see a chick’s ass
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| Move my way around the back door and then try the side
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| Finally find a window that can easily be pried
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| A cat stares at me as a slide into a laundry room
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| I hope the thunder doesn’t wake 'em. |
| It’ll all be over soon
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| I creep through the house. |
| It appears she lives alone
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| I can’t believe how lucky I am. |
| Let’s get it on
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| Slowly opened up her door and stare at her for an hour
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| Weilding a knife, soaking in the power
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| And now I’m standing right above her. |
| Her senses must’ve woke her
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| Suddenly she screamed. |
| I tried to choke her
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| She dug her thumbs in my eye sockets. |
| It hurt badly
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| Then she took my own knife and stabbed me
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| The joke’s on you, Jack! |
| (Ha ha ha ha!)
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| (Ha ha ha ha ha ha) (Murder gone wrong)
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| The joke’s on you, Jack! |
| (Ha ha ha ha!)
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| (Ha ha ha ha ha ha) (Murder gone wrong)
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| The joke’s on you, Jack! |
| (Ha ha ha ha!)
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| (Ha ha ha ha ha ha) (Murder gone wrong)
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| The joke’s on you, Jack! |
| (Ha ha ha ha!)
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| (Ha ha ha ha ha ha) (Murder gone wrong)
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| He got killed (Ha-ha) Tryin' to do a killin'
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| (Murder gone wrong) (Ha ha ha ha)
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| He got killed (Ha-ha) Tryin' to do a killin'
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| (Murder gone wrong) (Ha ha ha ha)
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| He got killed (Ha-ha) Tryin' to do a killin'
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| (Murder gone wrong) (Ha ha ha ha)
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| He got killed (Ha-ha) Tr-tr-tryin' to do a killin'
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| (Ha ha ha ha)
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| Fuck. |
| I’m tired of walkin'
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| And that’s the reason I’m out here stalkin'
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| Waitin' for the right ride. |
| Opportunity beckons
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| In a flash, a matter of seconds
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| I can have me a new whip — hopefully somethin' sweet
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| In exchange for a body in the street
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| 'Cause fuck leavin' a witness. |
| I got homies in the pen
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| That’ll never do that again
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| So I’m waitin' behind this tree for the right chance
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| Here come an Escalade. |
| Time to dance
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| He’s chillin' at the light. |
| I jump out with a pistol
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| In front of the truck, I’m like, come on. |
| Let’s go
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| Get out of the car. |
| Suddenly I hear the doors click
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| He’s got a scared look on his face, but then he floors it
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| And rolls right over me. |
| I’m like mangled meat
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| My head is stuck to my feet
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| The joke’s on you, Jack! |
| (Ha ha ha ha!)
|
| (Ha ha ha ha ha ha) (Murder gone wrong)
|
| The joke’s on you, Jack! |
| (Ha ha ha ha!)
|
| (Ha ha ha ha ha ha) (Murder gone wrong)
|
| The joke’s on you, Jack! |
| (Ha ha ha ha!)
|
| (Ha ha ha ha ha ha) (Murder gone wrong)
|
| The joke’s on you, Jack! |
| (Ha ha ha ha!)
|
| (Ha ha ha ha ha ha) (Murder gone wrong)
|
| He got killed (Ha-ha) Tryin' to do a killin'
|
| (Murder gone wrong) (Ha ha ha ha)
|
| He got killed (Ha-ha) Tryin' to do a killin'
|
| (Murder gone wrong) (Ha ha ha ha)
|
| He got killed (Ha-ha) Tryin' to do a killin'
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| (Murder gone wrong) (Ha ha ha ha)
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| He got killed (Ha-ha) Tr-tr-tryin' to do a killin'
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| (Ha ha ha ha) |