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Do the Manson

The the merrier...
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Oh, OH
The the merrier...

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

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Do The Manson
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Do The Charles
Do The Jeffrey
The the merrier

I eats a maggot
I gay bash a
I knock with dirty prostitutes that look like Jimmy Swaggart
Yo, I'm incurable like
I wait to self-mutilate myself with razor blades
Blood and guts, blood and guts, Mooney's body
They're comin' to me away haha!
to the Paddy wagon
Because they found my dead shredder
Now I'll be blendin your tendon
Well I'm sending some
To your family kid, them know I got rid
Of your body after I you like a squid
Then straight to the 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, niggas in a state of euphoria
Back in the days when it to punks I stick them
But nowadays the Ghoul eat the of his victim
So, word to the lizard, this nigga's
January to December
I'm niggas dismembered
Bitches get beaten, long live the
Got dead bodies rot and ready to be eaten
a knife and a fork, for any punk in New York
Take mine, and I'll have to outline body in chalk

Do the Charles
Do the Jeffrey

Do The Manson
Do The Dahmer

Do The Manson
Do The Dahmer

Mad my call,
I got the ski mask, For I rob
I'll come through your sink like the fucking
The silent, violent, is cruel
My mind is darker, then Clyde
The motherfucking stalker, sporting a
Blood stain where human
A Teck-9 I when I hijack planes
So to ashes, dust to dust
I'll admit, I'll shit, and I'll on your grave in disgust
So rest in pain, the human may main
The type of to leave any nigga resting in pieces
I clock loot, a punk playing a guitar
While girls loose their in the backseat of my car
I went to Anonymous, for my addiction
I'm Santa Clause wishin' you a Merry

Do the Charles
Do the Jeffrey

Do The Charles
Do The Dahmer

Do The Charles
Do The Jeffrey

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