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Murder, Murder, Mur...Murder

Murder, Murder, Mur...Murder

First I my escape
Nothing on and leave the scene without a trace
I'm lookin' in her face
But she see me
I'm
I head straight to her bedroom window for better
pokus
I see the door's unlocked, I let in
Head for her room, with plans of murder and
There she go, that 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 and now she's screaming like I care
But I could a fuck less
Before she dies I grab her by her blood hair
And her shit's gonna be alright on my end
I'm glad it this way
Back in my daughters life
Ain't it a shame it came to this
Life goes on except for one less
it a trip?
Murder, Murder,
You never 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
Murder, Murder,
You heard of redrum 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
on the clock 1:11
Thinking bout somebody to heaven
Or the
A of a soul lies in my hands I suppose
Now I'm wearing clothes
Parked on the side
Peepin out the
Make sure nobody me
As I to the trunk of the stolen car
Up to the back door with the bar
So far the fool proof
Called from the phone
Got the message
Nobody's on the
Kicked in the backdoor,
Looking for the family dog
Kicked em in the jaw with the work
Knocked a couple loose
Smacked em in the mouth with my empty deuce
I smile
Break his neck and watch him on kitchen tile
Never liked him the day he tried to play me vile,
And tried to me
Stab a steak in his head
So much for that man's best
Now I'm all up in the and
In the bedroom
Cummin on the sheets and pillow
Fuck bitch
She's just a cunt and her mothers nothing but a
wait to seal her mouth shut
2:30 she home from work
Nice blouse, shirt
Business attire for hooker for hire
Threw the keys to the table, said baby are you
Didn't expect to see we're alone
And reaching for the telephone to call the police
with the chord, now deceased
In the of her suffocation
Finger fucked her for
Let her know I her many faces
Now she's dead in the
Hangin out all the winter clothes
In the struggle suffered a bloody
But I'm straight
As I move to the bathroom to my hands
all part of the plan
Don't think you understand
Murder, Murder,
You heard of redrum in reverse
in the hearse
Now your life's cause we wanted you to die
to kiss your ass good bye
ask why