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Murder, Murder, Mur...Murder

Murder, Murder, Mur...Murder

First I my escape
Nothing on and leave the scene without a trace
I'm lookin' dead in her
But she see me
I'm
I straight to her bedroom window for better focus
pokus
I see the unlocked, I let myself in
for her room, with plans of murder and mayhem
There she go, that bitch lay
on this earth to my dismay
to pay
Palms are sweaty, I'm to vomit
I grab the knife out of my and jab it in her stomach
Again, and and now she's screaming like I care
But I could a fuck less
Before she dies I grab her by her blood hair
And tell her shit's gonna be on my end
I'm it happened this way
Back in my daughters again
Ain't it a shame it came to this
Life goes on except for one bitch
it a trip?
Murder, Murder,
You never heard of in reverse
in the hearse
Now your life's gone we wanted you to die
Time to kiss ass good bye
ask why
Murder, Murder,
You never heard of redrum in
Bodies in the
Now life's gone cause we wanted you to die
to kiss your ass good bye
ask why
It was Tuesday, December '97
on the clock 1:11
Thinking bout somebody to heaven
Or the
A fate of a soul in my hands I suppose
Now I'm wearing clothes
Parked on the side
out the scenery
Make nobody seeing me
As I to the trunk of the stolen car
Up to the back door with the bar
So far the fool proof
Called from the phone
Got the machine
Nobody's on the
in the backdoor, 1:34
Looking for the family dog
Kicked em in the jaw with the boots
Knocked a couple teeth
Smacked em in the mouth with my empty deuce
Then I
Break his neck and him piss on kitchen tile
liked him since the day he tried to play me vile,
And to bite me
Stab a steak in his head
So for that man's best friend
Now I'm all up in the and
In the bedroom
Cummin on the sheets and pillow
Fuck that
She's just a cunt and her mothers nothing but a
wait to seal her mouth shut
2:30 she returns home work
Nice blouse, tight
attire for this hooker for hire
Threw the keys to the table, baby are you home
Didn't expect to see we're alone
And she's reaching for the telephone to call the
Strangled the chord, now deceased
In the process of her
Finger her for demonstration
Let her know I know her faces
Now dead in the closet
Hangin out with all the clothes
In the struggle suffered a nose
But I'm though
As I move to the bathroom to my hands
all part of the plan
Don't think you see?
Murder, Murder,
You never heard of in reverse
Bodies in the
Now your life's gone we wanted you to die
Time to kiss ass good bye
ask why