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Murder, Murder, Mur...Murder
Murder Murder, Murder, Mur...Murder Murder First I plan my escape Nothing on papes and leave the scene without a trace I'm lookin' dead in her face But she don't see me I'm unnoticed I head straight to her bedroom window for better focus Hokus pokus I see the door's unlocked, I let myself in Head for her room, with plans of murder and mayhem There she go, there that bitch lay Living on this earth to my dismay Time to pay Palms are sweaty, I'm about to vomit I grab the knife out of my belt and jab it in her stomach Again, and again and now she's screaming like I care But I could give a fuck less Before she dies I grab her by her blood soaked hair And tell her shit's gonna be alright on my end I'm glad it happened this way Back in my daughters life again Ain't it a shame that it came to this Life goes on except for one less bitch Ain't it a trip? Murder, Murder, Murder You never heard of redrum in reverse Bodies in the hearse Now your life's gone cause we wanted you to die Time to kiss your ass good bye Don't ask why Murder, Murder, Murder You never heard of redrum in reverse Bodies in the hearse Now your life's gone cause we wanted you to die Time to kiss your ass good bye Don't ask why It was Tuesday, December 24th '97 Time on the clock 1:11 Thinking bout sending somebody to heaven Or the crossroads A fate of a soul lies in my hands I suppose Now I'm wearing dark clothes Parked on the side street Peepin out the scenery Make sure nobody seeing me As I move to the trunk of the stolen car Up to the back door with the crow bar So far the plans fool proof Called from the phone booth Got the message machine Nobody's on the scene Kicked in the backdoor, 1:34 Looking for the family dog Thor Kicked em in the jaw with the work boots Knocked a couple teeth loose Smacked em in the mouth with my empty deuce deuce Then I smile Break his neck and watch him piss on kitchen tile Never liked him since the day he tried to play me vile, And tried to bite me Stab a steak knife in his head So much for that man's best friend Now I'm all up in the place and In the bedroom masturbating Cummin on the sheets and pillow cases Fuck that bitch She's just a cunt and her mothers nothing but a slut Can't wait to seal her mouth shut 2:30 she returns home from work Nice blouse, tight shirt Business attire for this hooker for hire Threw the keys to the table, said baby are you home Didn't expect to see Bones we're alone And she's reaching for the telephone to call the police Strangled with the chord, now deceased In the process of her suffocation Finger fucked her for demonstration Let her know I know her many faces Now she's dead in the closet Hangin out with all the winter clothes In the struggle suffered a bloody nose But I'm straight though As I move to the bathroom to wash my hands It's all part of the plan Don't think you understand see? Murder, Murder, Murder You never heard of redrum in reverse Bodies in the hearse Now your life's gone cause we wanted you to die Time to kiss your ass good bye Don't ask why |
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<i>[Mr. Bones]</i>
Well lemme, lemme tell you, a lunatic escaped from the asylum I used to dig a hole for the body box, then I'd hide them In my backyard, another torture in the cellar A dwella A rather fucked up young fella Got bats in my belfry But nobody helps me An eye on my enemy Cause everybody wants to kill me I find myself in a bottle of liquor But is it quicker For me to stick her Or maybe I should stick you! What do I do? My mind is gone with the wind My mortal sin Is hidden with a friendly grin I don't know, what do you think? I can't see straight Ad I've had too much to drink Blink my eyes and try to find my soul I'm on a roll More like outta control Where's my soul? It must be on a higher plane I'm insane With all this butane In my veins Swing my head and search for a better half Everything's funny so I guess I start to laugh Substance abuse is taking on a new blend And I owe it all to my liquid friend They calling me a lowlife, drug addict, alcoholic son of a bitch I'm breaking my ass, I'm breaking my ass, making them dollars, trying to get rich I spend my loot on drug abuse and then enhance my state of mind My soul is in the sky I fly My altitude is very high I fall and crash in the graveyard with the dead A pale moon hangs in the sky, blood red Mislead by the demons that I see I got this paranoid delusion that everybody wants to kill me Flashbacks are in my mind, I walk along the wasteland The tombstones, the wind blows, and something just touched my hand I freeze up and can't even get a chance to blink Where's my liquid friend, because I need another drink You don't know how it feels to be me Radio and TV The strange things that I represent when you hear me Can you see what I can see The vision's getting blurry Future's looking dim so I'm starting to get worried Making the burn brings for tales of the dead Prince of pain that laughs In the path Of a terminal end The shadows falling demons begin to hide The dark dominion, the product of the flip side My mind, it bleeds tales of alcoholic dreams Light beams, drug abuse and crack fiends Substance abuse has gained a new blend And I owe it all to my liquid friend |
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<i>[Jamie Madrox]</i>
Look at my eyes, I'm about to dig up my little brother's body at the graveyard I'm tripping real hard Hop the fence with a shovel in my hand Walk silently, don't make a sound in the dead land Shadows switched and become demons of hell As I walk alone down the windy trail Looking for the tombstone with his name Hear the cries of a little girl in pain Sitting alone by the grave, she screams and cries But something was wrong with this bitch's eyes She turned around and her eyes were a deep red Blood stains matted her hair to her fucking head Seeing the sight, I almost began to choke I swung the shovel and the girl turned into smoke What was happening, did I lose my mind? Dug up a grave, let her breathe for the first time Back on the move, I gots to find my kid My little brother who died with mortal sin Along the way, I dug up a couple of graves Of some children who died at a young age Why did life deal such a bad hand Like my brother who got killed by a man Man, and I never knew Why I couldn't stop stabbing him when everybody told me to They said that I was a killer and a family disgrace Cursed my name and smacked me in the face Time to right my wrongs and correct my sins Dig up my brother so I can be closer to him Back down the trail of the winding path I hear some voices behind me start to laugh They were the souls of the children I'd released From the grave a hole 6 feet deep Down they go to earth with a smiling face No more cries of pain in this evil place There's my brother's gravesite just ahead Time to dig a hole and wake the dead Scratch the ground to reunite my family ties My little brother, the product of my blood lines Find the box, pull it out, put it in place Open the casket and touch little Joey's face Start to cry but remember what I had did How could I have taken the life of such a little kid? Hold him close and tell him everything's alright Carry his body off into the moonlight Back thru the graveyard, looking for the ones I missed With my brother on my shoulder and he's lifeless Down the streets on the way to my house Bugs and insects keep falling out of his mouth Got to my house and kicked open the door Lay Joey's body on the cold floor Now I'm tripping and I don't know what to do Light some candles to brighten up the room Standing over his body with my knife Please God, give Joey back his fucking life I slit his throat, maybe that'll help him breathe Cut off his eyelids, maybe now he'll see "Why did you do this to me, Jamie? Why did you do this to me? Why did you do this to me? Why did you do this Jamie? It's your turn to die now! It's your turn to live in a graveyard!" "This is why children shouldn't play with dead things..." |
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| 3:44 |
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People say I talk too much
I don't care I talk too much Momma say I failed in life I don't care I failed in life Daddy says I drink too much I don't care I drink too much People say I'm headed nowhere And I don't fuckin care Jimmy Johnson's gonna die Sarah Suzie's gonna die Everybody's dying slow I don't give a fuck though I'm only short like fifty bucks I couldn't give fifty fucks I could really use some help You can go and fuck yourself Everybody's gonna die Terror fallin' from the sky Mothers with they children cry And I could give a fuck why They say you'll never walk again Well go plug the Sega in I think somebody stole my truck Tell someone who gives a fuck The entire world is falling The entire world is falling The entire world is falling The entire world is falling How much do they charge in there? Wait a minute, I don't care I'ma shoot you in the face I'll tell you how the bullets taste Critics say you immitate I don't give a fuckulate 50 million people dying Awwwww I'm crying Tell me all the things you saw As if I give a fuck at all You see me sittin in the chair People dying even there Everything you saying to me Shhhhh, go right through me If I was to pick it up I'd have to give a fuck, and I don't I don't care nothin' bout it I can't do nothin' bout it I can't do nothin' for you I don't care nothin' bout it Rainforest burning down War and riots all around I'm inside like fuck 'em all What's the main event on RAW? Posion, mad cow disease Can I get that with double cheese? STD's steady spreadin' Bareback up in this neden I don't care The entire world is falling The entire world is falling The entire world is falling The entire world is falling I don't care nothin' bout it I can't do nothin' bout it I can't do nothin' for you I don't care nothin' bout it Everyday when I wake up All I really wanna do is die And go to the next phase Ground up flesh is consumed Everyone is gonna die... Fuck I ain't afraid to die Go on shoot me in the eye Do it see if I survive Give it to me point blank Better ""BANG!"" Did you hit 'em? Yes, and I don't give a fuck less Careful it's a dark night Give your money or your life Take 'em both for all I care Dump your bullets right here If you notice on the door Addicted crawlin' on the floor Ask me did I ever care? Nah... The entire world is falling The entire world is falling The entire world is falling The entire world is falling The entire world is falling The entire world is falling The entire world is falling The entire world is falling I don't care, I don't care I don't care, I don't care I don't care, I don't care I don't care, I don't care I don't care, I don't care I don't care, I don't care I don't care, I don't care I don't care, I don't care |
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So whats up man this shit ain't goin down
Trust me, trust me I know her man itt's gonna go down just be cool, be cool She's never gonna buy that shit Trust me Alright look, Then I'ma go in there And I'm just gonna start freakin that bitch down She ain't gonna say shit watch <i>[Door opens]</i> Damn Tina you look mighty comfortable laying there naked You mind if I go ahead and pull my dick out Oh no, hell no You like that? I like to have my face fucked That really gets me going And I like what he's doing to me right now He's stroking my pussy really lightly Man there's all types of pussy rubbing and shit goin on What the fuck I'm supposed to do Fuck my face Man come on man This my hook up Come on man let me get that shit This is my hook up man get your ass away Come on man let me fuck her first This my shit Shut up, what I need is his cock in my ass Uhh uhh uhh you like it don't you? Let's get high and just fuck I'll hit you till you bleed And we could just blame it on the weed Little freak Sucking me off making my knees weak Rubbing my nuts when I cum making my voice tweak She makes me feel like a champion Late night when I call She knows what's happening I got a box of condoms and a mind full of tricks A freak just for fucking with my balls and my dick Get started Legs parted I hit it so hard the pussy farted And now it's time to depart it She took the rubber off And then she shoved it in her mouth It felt like I came from down South Know about it Pussy pleasing's just a part of the game You gotta bang it till it falls right off I do the same Rub my dick in cocaine And freak some nasty shit It ain't the same without the pain Bring the flavor bitch 2 on 1's not a problem So you can bring your girl And I can get the best of both worlds Fuck until I hurl Toes fell off, fuck a curl She kept nibbling my nuts like a squirrel I hit the weed and flicked the ash on her back Fuckin her friend in the face until her jaw snapped Oh shit, I can see her sucking on her tits And I can't help but notice 4 fingers in her clit She's a pro I thought I saw her pussy glow It could've been the sweat in my eyes I don't know for sure This freaks the shit for loving dick It's sick, but man I love that fat bitch She ain't afraid to admit she likes dick and, She ain't afraid to admit she likes her pussy licked She ain't afraid to let me fuck her in the ass And always got her mouth open for the cum splash She ain't afraid to admit she likes dick and, She ain't afraid to admit she likes her pussy licked She ain't afraid to let me fuck her in the ass And always got her mouth open for the cum splash Excuse me lady did you say you liked to fuck Drop my drawers to my ankles, give my dick a suck You like it rough? I can feel my shit swelling and expanding A one way trip down south, a crash landing Right in your pink fun I get the job done Daddy was a pistol and I'm a son of a gun As I shoot my load on your chest and titties Gotta get my shit, we off to the next city Go a long way just so I can grind you Got enough dick for Ms. McCarthy And the 50 single hoes behind her A side winder Never like the old timer Keeping hoes properly worked like Jane Fonda (Uh) My anaconda's got a mushroom cap An immense craving for your pussy cat Keep it moving like that My dick is hard as steel And I'ma freak that ass with some more sex appeal Tell me how it feel when I push it all in Eyes roll in the back of your head and you start to grin If sex was a sin then a wicked bitch you'd be With creepy ass titties and an eerie ass pussy So ride my broom stick until you hear me cum And school me on your methods of pink fun Yeah She ain't afraid to admit she likes dick She ain't afraid to admit she likes her pussy licked She ain't afraid to let me fuck her in the ass And always got her mouth open for the cum splash She ain't afraid to admit she likes dick She ain't afraid to admit she likes her pussy licked She ain't afraid to let me fuck her in the ass And always got her mouth open for the cum splash Yeah, know what I am saying Yo, this be the Shaggy Down with the Psychopathic Phamly Down with Twiztid G Know what I'm saying? And yo check it out, I don't give a fuck I like to get skins I don't know about you muthafuckas But yo I like em big I don't give a fuck what I like em skinny,bald,retarded,crippled Spines on their backs I don't give no fuck 800 pound-bitch come here sweetie I'm gonna fucking tie your shit in a knot And tap that shit Know what I am saying? Cause I love me some skins I ain't going nothing about it I'll hit a fucking 900 pound bitches neden from the back Know what I am saying? I'll wrap her legs backwards into a Boston crab And go to work Know what I am saying? Fuck that shit I ain't no fucking fag like that I like em stubbly so their whiskers tickles my balls When they suck my dick Know what I am saying? I don't give a fuck What, bring it on She ain't afraid to admit she likes dick She ain't afraid to admit she likes her pussy licked She ain't afraid to let me fuck her in the ass And always got her mouth open for the cum splash She ain't afraid to admit she likes dick She ain't afraid to admit she likes her pussy licked She ain't afraid to let me fuck her in the ass And always got her mouth open for the cum splash |
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| 2:08 |
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<i>[Mr. Bones]</i>
Get down! Nod your head to my house fit The groove is so funky you gotta jump out ya seat Throw ya hands in the air Cause I'm getting jealous of some mothafuckas who just don't care But never speak on my Krazee House when I found you Peep my lean go, muthafucka, I just begun To rock the beat with a dash of Retro Horror Muzik And I hear a fucking man Don't smoke as I choke The terror it felt Some stoking on my wicked shit the brain is about to melt Halfway home to my padded cell To be locked down and sedated in my thoughts in my wicked realm Holding my nuts kicking horrifying sound Mr. Mr. Bones is headed home bound <i>[Hektik]</i> Going insane I'm in pain I ain't dead yet I come from the graveyard, the place where the madman rests Grab my chest, rip it in half, and look inside The bloody horror so gruesome, you'll be hypnotized Prince of Darkness, son of a bad shit You can't stand me Bitch, I'll kill your family Who'd have thought, my ass is greater than the 7 Seas And who'd a shut your ass quicker than a deadly disease But still you plead I stick yo ass and watch you bleed What do I need? "Nothing, fuck it, let's pick up the speed" I hang the pictures of my victims on the second wall No chance to stall It's time for you to take the fall My chain of thoughts bring my evil to the next phase Come in my House and you'll see just why I'm death crazed When you're alone, pay attention to my every sound Fuck the casket, cause I'm going home bound |
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| 3:35 |
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<i>[Mr. Bones]</i>
Depending on the weather, or whether or not I bust you with these lyrics The rhythm is imbedded in the bass drum, can you feel it? Nod your head so I know you're down with me When I'm spitting and preaching on my philosophy Can I begin with a fuck you To all of you Mothafuckers talking shit about me and and my fucking crew My mind's in space like an astronaut I'm weighing in a little bigger than a mothafucking juggarnaut I'm on the edge, down to fold ya Like a soldier I'm crazier than Ray Liotta I thought I told ya Now I'm here To paint my lyrics on your ear drums Your brain is the canvas Cannibus I smoke some Get dome Ill is my mindstate I demonstrate Performance and skills derived from my lyrical traits I pack the formula to styles like a chemist Balancing the chemicals and imbreed pecimisst My appearal, black hat, black shirt Getting more pussy than Captain Kirk My fame comes and goes like the threat of war Ready the troops, feel the wrath of my sword My tongue cuts your mind with the depth of a razor Picking off the target with the infrared laser Breakdown, because I'm ticking like a time bomb Paranoid, schizophrenic, nervous, never calm I feel the tension of life, no other way to relieve Unless I stop for a second and I breathe.... <i>[Chorus]</i> See how it sounds, a little unrational See how it sounds, a little unrational See how it sounds, a little unrational A lot of MC's like to use the word dramatical <i>[Mr. Bones]</i> Another dimension I never hesitate to mention About the Retro Horror Music plus the brain dead; it causes tension Inside of my mind because I'm blind to the facts Of the truth Troubled times equal pain in a nigga's youth Shoot On my boot For a needle in my vein Feel the shockwaves travel straight to my brain And I might be tripping up off the flashbacks Pessimistic rhyme Plus the mind Causes heart attacks Artifacts Covered with dirt In the ground is the bones Fossils of the past Follow the path to my haunted home Once again it's on Cause I come back from the grave Diobolical mind in '96, I'm on the rave Can you contain the metamorphosis of evolution Eardrums pounding from my loud noise pollution Confusion I got more power than Ultraman and Shazzam Dramatical Yes, I'm unrational <i>[Chorus]</i> See how it sounds, a little unrational See how it sounds, a little unrational See how it sounds... <i>[Mr. Bones]</i> Motivated by the rhythm To bring life to the instrumental Taking my abstract sound to another level And bringin' forth the lyrics that you can't fuck with And if you smell something stanking, that's me, cause I'm the shit Check the hit A lyricist is my profile Leaving suckas stanking while I'm stepping in the meanwhile No smile Because I'm known to be able This wicked Pass me the microphone and watch me kick it As I dazzle the crowd and compile the rage With the speed and agility of a hurricane I'm the man, you know that I'm dramatical Peep this shit, yo, the tune is unrational <i>[Chorus]</i> A lot of MC's like to use the word dramatical See how it sounds, a little unrational See how it sounds, a little unrational See how it sounds, a little unrational A lot of MC's like to use the word dramatical See how it sounds, a little unrational See how it sounds, a little unrational See how it sounds, a little unrational A lot of MC's like to use the word dramatical |
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It's a juggalo party
Every Hallowicked!! Put your axe up Every Hallowicked!! It's a juggalo party Every Hallowicked!! Put your axe up Every Hallowicked!! It's a juggalo party Every Hallowicked!! Put your axe up Every Hallowicked!! It's a juggalo party Every Hallowicked!! Put your axe up Every Hallowicked!! <i>[Jamie Madrox]</i> I love the way the leaves turn orange And pumpkins seem to be on each and everybody's porch But bitch, it's Halloween, I'm trying to raise the dead And anybody disagree can catch an axe in they forehead <i>[Monoxide Child]</i> Bitch, fuck Halloween, it's Hallowicked It's like a Live-Aid all on the stage for real killas Is you with us? Then keep your axe held high Cause trick-or-treatin's for fags bitch, we wanna die <i>[Jamie Madrox]</i> I can't afford a costume so I came as self All high and sweaty, just a picture of health Trick-or-treat, bag snatching ain't shit for the bitch Run these Pay Day's, Almond Joys, and barbecue potato chips <i>[Monoxide Child]</i> No more knocking on the door We moshing on the floor and shit And we ain't leaving till we heaving up some blood and shit Fuck a mothafucking Twix, bitch I'd rather roll with the clique of lunatics That's now known as TWIZTID!! <i>[Chorus 2x]</i> Tell me do you want the wicked shit? HELL YEAH!! Tell me do you want the wicked shit? HELL YEAH!! Tell me do you want the wicked shit? HELL YEAH!! Wicked shit! HELL YEAH!! Wicked shit! HELL YEAH!! <i>[Monoxide Child]</i> Every Hallowicked, it's another killing spree Chopping people up with the axe for hating me I got a long list to fill Some bitches and ex-friends I promise you the bitches'll die before the night ends <i>[Blaze]</i> I got a Hallowicked blunt to smoke with all of y'all My name is Blaze, let me introduce you to my chainsaw What it sound like chopping your neck Bullet holes in my chest Like a straight up vet I'm the dead body waiting to stick your ass up And fuck your ass up If you with me, throw your hands up And show your dead homie Blaze how you rock Hallowicked till infinity, the wicked shit'll never stop <i>[Jamie Madrox]</i> We get this bitch so high that my head is spinning Fuck every juggahoe is how the fuck I'm feeling This is some of that scary, it won't quit Juggalos, tell me do you want the mothafucking wicked shit? <i>[Chorus 2x]</i> Tell me do you want the wicked shit? HELL YEAH!! Tell me do you want the wicked shit? HELL YEAH!! Tell me do you want the wicked shit? HELL YEAH!! Wicked shit! HELL YEAH!! Wicked shit! HELL YEAH!! <i>[Anybody Killa]</i> It's my favorite time to haunt the streets Anybody Killa!! Snatching all your goodies and handing out bloody treats Fuck a costume, I'm scary enough Devil's Night, Hallowicked, get your axe, raise them up <i>[Monoxide Child]</i> I can smell the souls and the spirits And every Hallowicked when the clouds blow by, I can hear them Telling me to celebrate the dead for life And every Hallowicked night Stab everything in sight <i>[Jamie Madrox]</i> I love it when it rains every Halloween My nose running like a faucet while I'm steady trying to trick-or-treat Waggling my dick at every jack-o-lantern I see Until your mom gets mad and calls the cops on me Hallowicked is the only day of the year I get to be myself Instead of trying to be normal like you or anybody else Psychopathic in this bitch, you know how we ride Madrox, Twiztid for life, EASTSIIIIDE!! <i>[Chorus 2x]</i> Tell me do you want the wicked shit? HELL YEAH!! Tell me do you want the wicked shit? HELL YEAH!! Tell me do you want the wicked shit? HELL YEAH!! Wicked shit! HELL YEAH!! Wicked shit! HELL YEAH!! It's a juggalo party Every Hallowicked!! Put your axe up Every Hallowicked!! It's a juggalo party Every Hallowicked!! Put your axe up Every Hallowicked!! It's a juggalo party Every Hallowicked!! Put your axe up Every Hallowicked!! It's a juggalo party Every Hallowicked!! Put your axe up Every Hallowicked!! |
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