| I live life like I’m playing a game of X-box
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| I don’t give a fuck if I die or get caught
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| There I am, god-damn, everything was smooth
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| I woke up with a bloody bitch dead in the bathroom
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| My wicked shit praise that I heard through the days
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| Somehow now relays my new murderous ways
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| Violent J’s not around but Moon Glorious is there
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| Scared of fucking death, and what’s happening here
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| Blood in the tub as I scrub a dub, on my knees geez
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| I hope she ain’t have a disease
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| I need the keys to the shed, I’ma cut the head off
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| My daddy got a knife in there to cut lead off
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| How should I do this, what sounds fun?
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| I just sat on her headpiece and twiddled my thumbs
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| Finally said fuck it, stomped her face
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| Sunk in like a pumpkin, I left no trace
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| Another bitch dead (On my bathroom floor)
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| Another bitch dead (on my bathroom floor)
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| Another bitch dead (In my bathroom)
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| Find me, deep in the night I be thugging
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| Another bitch dead (On my bathroom floor)
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| Another bitch dead (On my bathroom floor)
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| Another bitch dead (In my bathroom)
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| Find me, end of the night I be scrubbing
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| You must think I’m some kind of fucking idiot, don’t ya?
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| What you think I’ma do, warn you when I’m on ya?
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| That’s what TV do, with forensic files
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| Teaching all your secrets and styles
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| Got that (?) for your crime lab
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| You’ll find nothing but a carcass slab
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| I got fourty dead bodies all buried out back
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| And if a limb’s sticking out when I’m mowing I handle that
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| This bitch don’t, she deserve this
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| She had a neden that wouldn’t provide service
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| She even stuck a stiletto in my eye
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| Three inches deep and I still couldn’t see why
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| I had to stab her with a toothbrush in the throat
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| And then stuff the bitch mouth with a bar of soap
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| Drown the bitch in a toilet at that
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| Look at them tiles, she dead on crack
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| Another bitch dead (On my bathroom floor)
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| Another bitch dead (on my bathroom floor)
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| Another bitch dead (In my bathroom)
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| Find me, deep in the night I be thugging
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| Another bitch dead (On my bathroom floor)
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| Another bitch dead (On my bathroom floor)
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| Another bitch dead (In my bathroom)
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| Find me, end of the night I be scrubbing
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| Four o' clock in the morning out here and one slip up
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| Had to freeze her so the bitch ain’t a dripper
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| Unzip the zipper, feel like Jack the Ripper
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| Had to monkey flip her in a wood chipper
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| Blood on my walls, mirrors and floors
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| Some even on the carpet from under the doors
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| I never saw so much fucking blood before
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| A slutty whore with more blood than a dinosaur
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| Ajax is a (?), call Mr. Clean
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| Tell him and Comet they’re needed at the scene
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| Scrubbed all night to some old color me bad
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| Wrapped up the bloody towels in a garbage bag
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| Send it to the curb, it ain’t absurd
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| This week’s been good, that bitch was the third
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| Hell’s Pit’s gots a cactus waiting on my ass
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| So expect me to cry when its time to pass
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| Another bitch dead (On my bathroom floor)
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| Another bitch dead (on my bathroom floor)
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| Another bitch dead (In my bathroom)
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| Find me, deep in the night I be thugging
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| Another bitch dead (On my bathroom floor)
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| Another bitch dead (On my bathroom floor)
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| Another bitch dead (In my bathroom)
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| Find me, end of the night I be scrubbing |