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WE BE DOING MURDER EVERYDAY, WE BE GOOD ENOUGH TO GET AWAY, YOU WONT EVEN
A WICKED CLOWN HAS HIT THE DOOR, UNTIL YOUR HIT THE FLOOR AND ROLL AWAY

How can i myself from murdering your neck, Methadone and Prozak only keep
me in check, as as its gone, Im gonna KILL! And that was my last refill
dog Dammit! I drink litium and I dont even know it is, only reason why you
on me is because you want a sip! Every time I drink it, I piss out a
laser, and cut holes in the wall with my dick phaser, Ima do I asume, I
bitch the judge right out his own court room, then I took the bench,
and myself, eternal happiness and good health mother fucko, mother
fucko, mother fucko, I the Hatchet, I see you eye ball lookin' at me
Ima snatch it, and whip it to the can down the hall, then kick you in
the ass as you and crawl for it

WE BE DOING MURDER EVERYDAY, WE BE GOOD ENOUGH TO GET AWAY, YOU WONT EVEN
A WICKED CLOWN HAS HIT THE DOOR, UNTIL MELON HIT THE FLOOR AND ROLL AWAY

You know Jamie Madrox rapped about something like only I never really
thought about how horrible it really is, laying in a coffin, in a black
box, the only bein that of my heart if Im alive, But Ive got no pulse of
every breath for days I remember the and after that its a haze, but I do
recall the funeral, them lowering me in, it was about time when my souls
kicked in, I tried to move my fingers or somethin', got nothin but dirt
hittin' the top from shoveling, Im fucked. Its been at least two weeks but
I dont keep time, I just lay here in this rotting body of mine, I
tried fantasy reals and my way out, it only leads to mind panicking
and torturing thoughts about running and breathing will it really happen
again , God, heaven or hell just let something begin