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Do the Manson

The the merrier...
Do the Charles
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Do The Manson
Do The Jeffrey
Oh, OH
The the merrier...

It's the grinder ya can't handle my rugged rape
I shut bitches up, strips of masking tape
Ever since the invaded me
I to decapitate, motherfuckers that hated me
And, I'll murder you in cold blood for your
Taxin' so many people, niggas think I'm the
So vote, or kid I'll cut throat with the scalpel
Then feast on the flesh of a priest in a chapel
Filled with ghouls, blood crashes
I'm baggin', niggas in my Dungeons and Dragons
Adventures, a fuckin' on the sickest possible level
I'll eat your colon, 'cause I'm rollin' with my mother's
I had sex all my ex hoes
Then I chopped off there legs and
Now all I got are human
a chainsaw, made for gore
To up the blood
use your fuckin' face to mop the floor
So...

Do the Charles
Do the Jeffrey

Do The Charles
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Do The Charles
Do The Jeffrey
The morbider the

I cannibal a maggot
I gay a faggot
I knock boots with dirty prostitutes that like Jimmy Swaggart
Yo, I'm incurable AIDS
I can't wait to self-mutilate with razor blades
Blood and guts, blood and guts, Mooney's body
They're comin' to take me haha!
to the Paddy wagon
Because they my dead body shredder
Now I'll be blendin your tendon
Well I'm sending some
To your family kid, letting know I got rid
Of your after I chopped you like a squid
Then to the garbage bag, another dead fag for the garbage man
So carry the body to the can
it comes to another murderer kid I'm gorier
The Warriors, leavin' in a state of euphoria
Back in the days when it came to punks I stick
But nowadays the Ghoul eat the of his victim
So, word to the lizard, nigga's absurd
From to December
I'm leavin' niggas
Bitches get beaten, long live the
Got bodies rot and cured ready to be eaten
With a and a fork, for any punk in New York
Take mine, and I'll to outline your body in chalk

Do the Charles
Do the Jeffrey

Do The Charles
Do The Jeffrey

Do The Charles
Do The Dahmer

Mad my call,
I got the ski mask, For I rob
I'll come through sink like the fucking Blob
The silent, violent, Ghoul is
My mind is darker, then Clyde
The motherfucking stalker, sporting a
stain where human remains
A I pack when I hijack planes
So ashes to ashes, to dust
I'll admit, shit, and I'll spit on your grave in disgust
So rest in pain, the human may releases
The type of to leave any nigga resting in pieces
I clock loot, like a punk playing a
While loose their virginity in the backseat of my car
I went to Anonymous, for my addiction
I'm Santa wishin' you a Merry Crucifixion

Do the Charles
Do the Jeffrey

Do The Charles
Do The Dahmer

Do The Manson
Do The Jeffrey

Mad kid
Mad kid
Mad kid
Mad kid
Mad kid
Mad kid
I'm gonna you up
I'm gonna you up
I'm gonna you up!