| S, sneakin up out of the House of Drip bitch and I’m drippin like ooze
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| A, after the murder is done I will not even clean up my shoes
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| D, dylan we fallin' off in it so hard I could get on the news
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| I, I am the one with the ana with everything other than truth
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| S, sick in the head with the virus but what you gon' do
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| T, takin the bank (?) and I’m buckin and stuck in a devilish mood
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| I, island of bodies in a bloody ocean and I’m on the top
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| C, creatin' and boomin' a frequency makin' you drop
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| T, tearin it down with psycho sounds and mystic shit
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| O, over and over again when we stompin' you down like a bitch
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| R, Rolling H1 with Kold Blooded ready with the switch
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| T, tickin just like a bomb about to erupt quick
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| U, using tools and making you drop it off like this
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| R, ready or not I’m coming out the house with a half-moon clip
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| E, easily execute eradication when you make me click
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| S, slither away like a snake as I vanish and tighten my grip
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| HOOK
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| One look in my eyes
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| And your mind is mine
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| Hypnotized, Now your bein crucified
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| Paralyzed tryin to escape but caint
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| And died in vain while screamin
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| Wishin this all wasn’t torture…
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| KOLD-BLOODED:
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| Fuck all my enemies
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| Fuckem all up
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| Pile all the bodies
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| In bags in my trunk
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| Then ill be takin’em str8 to the lake
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| And i’ll smoke a whole blunt
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| While im watchin’em sink
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| You don’t wanna see
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| Kold-Blooded get down
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| Murderous shit
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| That i think is profound
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| Round after round
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| Is the sound of the dead, in my head
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| And they keep tellin me to go raw,…
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| I’m like that muthaphukkin-movie Saw
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| Make it a game, as i put you through pain
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| Really im teachin you lessons
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| I just have a method
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| That people may label insane
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| Really i shouldn’t be rappin bout it
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| The beautiful thing, is the people who doubt it
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| Because they become my next victims
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| Never knew what hit’em
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| I getem, while theyre in their houses…
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| But the problem is, that i really love it
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| So ill never ever wanna ever give it up…
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| Then i take it to another fuckin level
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| When i light up all the candles
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| And begin to cut…
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| OFF — both your eyelids…
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| Sew your mouth shut — for silence…
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| So you can’t call me selfish
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| -your so precious
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| While your cryin…
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| As the tears run down your face
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| Into that cup
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| Thats right beside it,…
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| I take a couple sips
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| And start to trip
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| I’m so excited
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| --- now we’re really getting to the good part
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| I can’t deny it
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| I’ll pretend to let you go
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| And let you run
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| While i start drivin'…
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| HOOK |