| My lust for women is insatiable, you already know
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| My love for dead girls is deplorable, but here we go
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| Bad taste, friendly rape kit, role-play, Henry the VIII, you’re a slave to my
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| junk that’s below the waste bitch
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| In my bat cave, chained and whipped and smacked, wait a minute, while I’m
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| skinning winning them stuffed in a rabbit cage
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| Down the rabbit hole of enrage against the machinery, cleanery in the coffin
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| casket factory have to be waxing her off
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| It’s hard to relax in a chair when this shit is so awesome, when you see us
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| together, you stop and you stare because we are awful, soft and I’m passing a
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| fossil to blaze the debacle
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| I’m a ace in your personal space that’ll wait till you blossom giving 'em chase
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| to the ultimate prey to erase the face of the forgotten, it’s just a break in
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| the monotony, speaking veteran of cocky-y, highly in paparazzi, taking naked
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| pics of karate zombies, kamikaze, necromancer hobby uh
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| Dead girls don’t say no, I don’t wanna let you go, no, no, no
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| Dead girls don’t say no, I don’t wanna let you go, what’s that?
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| And ya can’t walk, and ya can’t talk back, and you can’t pull the straps, no,
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| no, no
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| Dead girls don’t say no, I don’t wanna let you go
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| She never wanna trip or give me lip about a bitch
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| He bought a shit
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| I’m bringing two and three and four when she wet it
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| I’ve been known to like 'em dead
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| Cause they give good head
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| Give me that dead neck for calling back, I gotta get my dick wet
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| (That homie blew it)
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| Call me cupid, leave 'em numb when I’m done
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| Dope, more like Mark Pollo
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| A hold by the tongue
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| I’m sprung from introductions
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| Seduction was a game
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| Scary Mary was her name
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| And I’ll never be the same
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| Without a pleasant and a pain
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| Got no swab on a tri
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| Play with dead things like puppets on a string
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| See I’m gangly
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| Their mangled things are tangling, and wrangling in chains
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| Your the billion girl with rags
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| All covered in cum-stains
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| They veins already drain with precision of a surgeon
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| Pussy time for decay and they maternal like a virgin
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| But its tide is to ride
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| Every night I can’t let go
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| Gotta hold on me never get that bitch back in her hole
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| Dead girls don’t say no, I don’t wanna let you go, no, no, no
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| Dead girls don’t say no, I don’t wanna let you go, what’s that?
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| And ya can’t walk, and ya can’t talk back, and you can’t pull the straps, no,
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| no, no
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| Dead girls don’t say no, I don’t wanna let you go
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| I used to date all types of ladies
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| But none of them taste like
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| I left the sea, came back to land and now I walk the night
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| Ugh
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| I don’t know who to bite next
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| I’m hoping it’s the chick who is down for some dead sex
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| I roll with plenty of live ones
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| Tyrant, I run the mortuary with sirens
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| I don’t like 'em a size one
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| I call this an app on my iPhone
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| IFun
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| Call me your daddy
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| Your papi
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| A living legend provide cum
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| I’m kinda scrappy
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| A ride or die type of dude that’ll hide guns
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| The enemy effortlessly plotting to never miss me
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| Even my son has an evil vernacular
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| Hapless victims
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| Half of these chitlins happy to kick 'em when I’m down for the Count Dracula
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| Master of puppets
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| Even after the taxidermy I’m still stuffing
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| Call me a doctor, call me a monster like I’m Frankenstein
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| These dead girls don’t say no
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| And this one here’s mine
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| Dead girls don’t say no, I don’t wanna let you go, no, no, no
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| Dead girls don’t say no, I don’t wanna let you go, what’s that?
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| And ya can’t walk, and ya can’t talk back, and you can’t pull the straps, no,
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| no, no
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| Dead girls don’t say no, I don’t wanna let you go
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| For the devil bitch
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| For the devil bitch |