| There is lightning it is frightening
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| Mention a mansion the tension’s heightening
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| I smell something poop precisely
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| I go where someone invites me
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| I have an envelope it has my name
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| It is a pseudonym and I am game
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| There is a murderer who means to maim
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| But I don’t like to lose I’ll find the clues and then deduce
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| 1950's mighty nifty
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| Joe McCarthy farts on history
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| Boys made him hardy it’s hardly a mystery
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| Was he a nancy who fancied fisting
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| There is a butler he is under
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| Lots of stress I bet he’ll blunder
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| He’s worth wads what are the odds there’s thunder
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| He’ll find bods what’s the plot I wonder
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| Here comes the colonel don’t mean chicken
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| He’s been known to stick his dick in
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| Cleavage convulses pulses quicken
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| Plot will thicken when he goes missin'
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| Listen closely here’s a hostess
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| Named peacock got halitosis
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| She is the grossest spose she knows this
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| A senator’s wife extremely explosive
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| There is lightning it is frightening
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| Mention a mansion the tension’s heightening
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| I smell something poop precisely
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| I go where someone invites me
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| I have an envelope it has my name
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| It is a pseudonym and I am game
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| There is a murderer who means to maim
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| But I don’t like to lose I’ll find the clues and then deduce
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| White is a widow lost her husband
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| She is little, cruel and crushin'
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| Take your tool while you’re fooled by blushin'
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| Mind your head stead of findin' russians
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| Plums a professor, ladies confess their
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| Sins while he grins and begins to undress her
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| If you’re a guest best not to sequester
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| Spite her protests his quest’s to molest her
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| She is a victim of capitalism
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| Sense of humor defense mechanism
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| She takes pictures system gisms
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| District sadistic little bit of lipstick
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| Green is a queen with a clean demeanor
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| Hates allegations but he’s gay for wiener
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| Can’t forget Yvette if you ever get to meet her
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| She’s a got a set make you pet your peter
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| There is lightning it is frightening
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| Mention a mansion the tension’s heightening
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| I smell something poop precisely
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| I go where someone invites me
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| I have an envelope it has my name
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| It is a pseudonym and I am game
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| There is a murderer who means to maim
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| But I don’t like to lose I’ll find the clues and then deduce
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| Then we had dinner monkey and shark
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| Tried to shed light it’s about get dark
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| Clock couldn’t stop but no one else could start
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| Last guest was a gent put fear in your heart
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| Man named Boddy holds us captive
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| Lascivious secrets we wish were retracted
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| We have positions we must keep protected
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| Plead for forgiveness you’ll just get rejected
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| Blackmail’s a sad tale being extorted
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| Dead on the floor looking poor and contorted
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| We all had a weapon and motive that’s morbid
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| Best get to steppin' our reps can’t afford it
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| Run to the kitchen cook is screaming
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| Knife in back what the fuck I’m dreaming
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| The maid’s acting grave in the room for gaming
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| Am I getting framed or saved from shaming?
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| There is lightning it is frightening
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| Mention a mansion the tension’s heightening
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| I smell something poop precisely
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| I go where someone invites me
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| I have an envelope it has my name
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| It is a pseudonym and I am game
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| There is a murderer who means to maim
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| But I don’t like to lose I’ll find the clues and then deduce
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| We draw matches search this address
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| Top to bottom this Sodom’s a sad mess
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| Goosebumps got’em and I’m not fond of madness
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| Power goes out and I’m lost in the blackness
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| Doorbell ringing drowning driver
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| Found in the lounge by a pillow biter
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| Black gloved thug crawls out of the fire
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| Benched with a wrench it’s best to retire
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| Scarlett’s screamin' makes it seem like murder
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| The chandelier crashes like a fascist fuhrer
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| Cop comes calling we’re stallin' for certain
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| Pretend we’re friends plum succumbs to perversion
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| Secret passage doors get unlocked
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| Dumb dirty cop bout to get his top knocked
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| Maid gets strangled telegram gunshot
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| Now please untangle every angle of the dumb plot
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| There is lightning it is frightening
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| Mention a mansion the tension’s heightening
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| I smell something poop precisely
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| I go where someone invites me
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| I have an envelope it has my name
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| It is a pseudonym and I am game
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| There is a murderer who means to maim
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| But I don’t like to lose I’ll find the clues and then deduce |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Clue , by - MC Chris. Song from the album MC Chris Foreverrr, Pt. 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп