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Murder, Murder, Mur...Murder

Murder, Murder, Mur...Murder

First I plan my
Nothing on papes and leave the without a trace
I'm lookin' dead in her
But she see me
I'm
I head straight to her bedroom window for better
pokus
I see the unlocked, I let myself in
Head for her room, with plans of murder and
There she go, there bitch lay
Living on 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 again and now screaming like I care
But I could give a less
Before she dies I her by her blood soaked hair
And her shit's gonna be alright on my end
I'm glad it this way
Back in my daughters again
Ain't it a shame that it came to
goes on except for one less bitch
Ain't it a
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
in the hearse
Now your life's cause we wanted you to die
Time to your ass good bye
ask why
It was Tuesday, December '97
Time on the clock
Thinking bout sending to heaven
Or the
A fate of a soul lies in my I suppose
Now I'm wearing clothes
on the side street
Peepin out the
Make nobody seeing me
As I move to the of the stolen car
Up to the back door the crow bar
So far the fool proof
Called the phone booth
Got the message
Nobody's on the
Kicked in the backdoor,
Looking for the dog Thor
Kicked em in the jaw with the boots
Knocked a couple loose
Smacked em in the mouth with my empty deuce
I smile
Break his neck and watch him on kitchen tile
Never him since the day he tried to play me vile,
And tried to me
Stab a steak in his head
So much for man's best friend
Now I'm all up in the and
In the masturbating
Cummin on the sheets and cases
Fuck that
She's just a cunt and her mothers nothing but a
Can't wait to seal her mouth
2:30 she home from work
Nice blouse, shirt
Business attire for hooker for hire
Threw the to the table, said baby are you home
expect to see Bones we're alone
And she's reaching for the telephone to call the
with the chord, now deceased
In the of her suffocation
Finger fucked her for
Let her I know her many faces
Now dead in the closet
Hangin out all the winter clothes
In the struggle suffered a bloody
But I'm straight
As I move to the bathroom to my hands
It's all part of the
Don't you understand see?
Murder, Murder,
You never of redrum in reverse
in the hearse
Now your gone cause we wanted you to die
Time to kiss your ass bye
ask why