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Journey with me |
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Into the mind of a maniac |
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Doomed to be a killer |
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Since I came out the nutsac |
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I'm in a murderous mindsate |
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With a heart full of terror |
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I see the devil in the mirror |
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Buck, buck, lights out |
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'Cause when I get my sawed off |
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Niggaz get hauled off |
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(Ha ha, barrel one) |
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Touches your motherfuckin' flesh |
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(Barrel two) |
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Shoots your fuckin' heart out your chest |
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You see I'm quick to let the hammer go click |
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On my Tec-9 so if you try to reck mine |
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Fool it's your bad time |
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Feel the blast of the chocolate bomber |
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Infra red aimed at your head |
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Like your name was Sarah Conner |
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Decapitatin', I ain't hesitatin' |
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To put you in the funeral home |
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With a bullet in your dome |
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I'm hot like lava |
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You got a problem? |
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I got a problem solver |
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And his name is revolver |
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It's like a deadly game of freeze tag |
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I touch you with a 44 mag |
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And your frozen inside a body bag |
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Nobody iller |
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Than this graveyard filler |
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Cap peeler |
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'Cause I'm a natural born killa |
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Terror illistrates my era |
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Now I cant hang around my momma |
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'Cause I scare her |
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I'm quick to blast motherfucker |
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(Yeah, what's up?) |
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It feels like I'm bustin' a nut |
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When I open you up |
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'Cause your body is exposed to the midnight mist |
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All you weak motherfuckers give my ring a kiss |
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'Cause I'm givin' dirt naps |
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Comin' with them bomb ass raps |
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To make your lungs collapse |
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Perhaps, you never sleep |
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'Cause ever time you doze |
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You catch blows to the motherfuckin' nose |
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Ain't seen the sun in 66 days |
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Let me count the ways in a fucked up maze |
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I never ever ever made a hoe stay |
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But I'm down with Dre |
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Like AC is down with OJ |
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So fuck how your livin' |
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I'm the unforgivin' |
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Psycho drivin' murdera |
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It's authentic, don't panic |
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I can't stand it |
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Goddamn it |
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Schizophrenic |
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So fuck Charlie Manson |
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I'll snatch him out of his truck |
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Hit 'em with a brick |
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And I'm dancin' |
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Mass murderer, natural born killa |
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And I don't wanna die |
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I don't wanna die |
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I don't wanna |
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I don't wanna die |
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I don't understand the logic in my dreams |
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But I understand I like the sound of sirens |
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Terrified screams from the streams |
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Of Strycnine |
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Dumpin' on any motherfucker tryin' to trick mine |
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'Cause motherfuckers wanna violate |
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Now they stiff and cold |
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And they pupils won't dialate |
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It's so much pain |
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Migraine |
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Headache |
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I can hear his bones break |
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He steps in the single door |
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Gets his ass whipped with 20 lashes |
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Like that dude up in Singapore |
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So I'm a pull a fuckin' Jeffrey Dahmer |
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Now I'm suicidal just like Nirvana |
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Tic Toc |
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Toc Tic Toc Tic |
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Dr. Dre and Ice Cube |
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On some murderous shit |
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Keepin' niggaz in order |
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Makin' there live shorter |
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Ready to slaughter |
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'Cause to me a life ain't worth a quarter |
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Or a dime |
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Mushroom's got my mind |
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Hallicinatin', ain't no debatin' |
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I'm creatin' an escape |
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Route to be out without a doubt |
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Scot Free so don't even think |
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About tryin' to stop me |
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'Cause I can't wait |
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I'm out the gate |
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On the for realla |
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A thrilla |
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Or a natural born killa |
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Gi Gi Gi Gi Ga Ga |
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They call me, Da Da |
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6 million ways to murder |
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Choose one, lose one soul |
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Bodies turn cold |
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Natural fright from niggaz goin' |
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Bump in the night |
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Should I peely |
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Should I kill her in my iller |
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Then a natural born killa |
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Should I peely |
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Should I kill her in my iller |
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Then a natural born killa |
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Should I peely |
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Should I kill her in my iller |
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Then a natural born killa |
