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Shit, i can't ****ing take this |
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All this ****ing pressure, i'm dying |
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Make me go mother****ing crazy |
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I got all these mother****ers |
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Every where i go |
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They gonna come down on me |
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(background: why don't you get a job, man?) |
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Oh no, here they come, man |
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Stop it, man, stop it, man |
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I can't ****ing take it, hahahahah |
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Come on, man haha haha |
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There's no ouhahahat |
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Showed up at your high school prom |
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With an axe in my mother****ing palm |
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And i jumped out the first date swinging |
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Necks and backs went flinging and a toe |
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I went psychopathic |
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Choping throats with a hatchet |
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Cuz they try to get me |
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So i took a head with me |
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Ran down the hall butt-naked |
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If you gotta life i'm a take, huh |
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Cuz i got it going on |
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And i broke to the female john (aaah!) |
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Mother****ers think i'm sick |
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You ever seen a bitch take a shit, **** dat |
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A lot of dookie-ass beef |
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Cuz female shittin' is news to me |
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Climbed up the fire escape |
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How many lives can one mother****er take? |
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One life, two life, three life, four |
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Throw me a mach 10 i'll vow to take more |
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Fifty lives coming out, eighty |
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**** this, i'm finna whoop this lady |
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Tied the bitch up to the lightpost |
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Slapped her in her face cuz i'm psycho |
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Beat her down and beat her up |
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......****ing slut |
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So bitch make me wonder |
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Kicked her gut and left my number |
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Call me, ****ing nympho |
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Then i threw her out the window |
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Broke and i climbed up a tree, guy |
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Came back down, i don't know why |
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Straight up insanity |
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Damn, if it ain't a family |
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I hope they come home soon |
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Cuz i'm waiting in the bedroom |
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I'm gone and i ditched the ride |
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And left the dead wilsons inside |
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Jetting and i'm hopping fences |
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Finning through like my man in caline, texas |
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Cuz i'm psycholistic |
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You look once and you missed it |
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Look twice and it caught your eye |
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Me, beating the shit out of some guy |
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With a bag of bricks |
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Impressing them dirty-ass sewer chicks |
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A club, though, you can't trust |
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Should of known when i jacked the bus |
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Fourteen passengers riding it |
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One naked psycho driving it |
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And we go and grip it |
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And they're be no slipping |
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Cuz i'm thinking the worst |
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Shit like woman and children die first |
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Make you shiver |
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When i drove that bitch in the river |
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Everybody dies |
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Only me survives |
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Innocent ****s is what i want |
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So i'm heading for the restaraunt |
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There's always gotta be a hero |
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But i can't be stopped with silver bullets |
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Or a wooden stake |
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It's your life i quickly take |
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Don't talk shit, i take 'em |
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Take your life, take your life |
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Coppers and choppers persue |
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The boys in blue, the whole caroo |
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I do what they never think |
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So i'm heading for the 18th precinct |
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Cuz when they finally call it quits |
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I'll be there to cut their necks |
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And that's what i did |
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I hate a ****ing pig |
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I get a job at the donut shop |
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Just to poison the cop |
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Cut-o-pathic |
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And i'll **** you up in a straight jacket |
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Cuz they finally got me |
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Broke my legs and shot me |
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But i'm still laughing |
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Cuz of what happened on the night of the axe |
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On the night of the axe (just psycho)... |
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Aaah!!! |
