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Murder, Murder, Mur...Murder

Murder, Murder, Mur...Murder

First I my escape
on papes and leave the scene without a trace
I'm dead in her face
But she see me
I'm
I head straight to her window for better focus
Hokus
I see the unlocked, I let myself in
Head for her room, with of murder and mayhem
There she go, there bitch lay
Living on this earth to my
to pay
Palms are sweaty, I'm about to
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 less
Before she I grab her by her blood soaked hair
And tell her shit's be alright on my end
I'm glad it this way
Back in my life again
Ain't it a shame that it to this
Life goes on except for one bitch
it a trip?
Murder, Murder,
You heard of redrum in reverse
Bodies in the
Now life's gone cause we wanted you to die
to kiss your ass good bye
ask why
Murder, Murder,
You never heard of in reverse
in the hearse
Now your life's cause we wanted you to die
Time to kiss ass good bye
ask why
It was Tuesday, December '97
Time on the clock
Thinking bout somebody to heaven
Or the
A fate of a soul lies in my I suppose
Now I'm wearing dark
Parked on the side
Peepin out the
sure nobody seeing me
As I to the trunk of the stolen car
Up to the back door the crow bar
So far the fool proof
Called from the booth
Got the message
Nobody's on the
in the backdoor, 1:34
Looking for the dog Thor
em in the jaw with the work boots
Knocked a couple loose
em in the mouth with my empty deuce deuce
Then I
Break his neck and him piss on kitchen tile
Never liked him the day he tried to play me vile,
And to bite me
Stab a knife 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
that bitch
She's just a cunt and her nothing but a slut
Can't wait to her mouth shut
she returns home from work
Nice blouse, shirt
Business attire for hooker for hire
Threw the to the table, said baby are you home
Didn't to see Bones we're alone
And she's reaching for the to call the police
with the chord, now deceased
In the of her suffocation
Finger her for demonstration
Let her I know her many faces
Now she's dead in the
Hangin out with all the clothes
In the struggle a bloody nose
But I'm though
As I move to the bathroom to wash my
It's all part of the
Don't think you understand
Murder, Murder,
You never heard of redrum in
in the hearse
Now life's gone cause we wanted you to die
Time to your ass good bye
ask why