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

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

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

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