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Murder, Murder, Mur...Murder

Murder, Murder, Mur...Murder

First I my escape
Nothing on papes and leave the scene 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, that bitch lay
Living on earth to my dismay
to pay
Palms are sweaty, I'm to vomit
I grab the out of my belt and jab it in her stomach
Again, and again and now she's screaming like I
But I could give a fuck
Before she dies I grab her by her blood hair
And tell her gonna be alright on my end
I'm it happened this way
Back in my daughters again
Ain't it a shame that it to this
Life goes on for one less bitch
it a trip?
Murder, Murder,
You heard of redrum in reverse
in the hearse
Now your life's cause we wanted you to die
Time to your ass good bye
ask why
Murder, Murder,
You heard of redrum in reverse
Bodies in the
Now your life's cause we wanted you to die
Time to kiss ass good bye
ask why
It was Tuesday, 24th '97
on the clock 1:11
Thinking bout sending to heaven
Or the
A fate of a lies in my hands I suppose
Now I'm dark clothes
on the side street
Peepin out the
Make sure nobody me
As I move to the of the stolen car
Up to the back door with the bar
So far the fool proof
Called from the booth
Got the message
Nobody's on the
Kicked in the backdoor,
Looking for the dog Thor
Kicked em in the jaw with the work
Knocked a couple teeth
Smacked em in the mouth with my empty deuce
Then I
his neck and watch him piss on kitchen tile
Never liked him since the day he to play me vile,
And tried to me
Stab a knife in his head
So much for man's best friend
Now I'm all up in the and
In the bedroom
on the sheets and pillow cases
Fuck that
just a cunt and her mothers nothing but a slut
Can't wait to her mouth shut
2:30 she returns home work
blouse, tight shirt
Business attire for this hooker for
Threw the keys to the table, baby are you home
Didn't to see Bones we're alone
And she's for the telephone to call the police
Strangled with the chord, now
In the of her suffocation
fucked her for demonstration
Let her know I know her faces
Now dead in the closet
Hangin out all the winter clothes
In the suffered a bloody nose
But I'm straight
As I to the bathroom to wash my hands
all part of the plan
Don't you understand see?
Murder, Murder,
You never heard of redrum in
in the hearse
Now your gone cause we wanted you to die
Time to kiss your ass bye
ask why