This is the story of a murderer
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A cold blooded killer, a ruthless, harmless, slaughterer
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I didn't mean to kill him
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Listen to me, wait
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I was talkin to a fine asss date, ha ha ha
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Phat titties, lookin like pow
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and she's tellin me to come by right now
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Oh shit, I jumped in the wagon, no more laggin, I'm taggin
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This bitch, dead in the ping hole, make her lose control (mmmmmmmmm)
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I showed up, I ring the ding dong
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Grippin my wing wong, something's wrong
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Who's this, not a bitch, but a dude
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and he's tellin me to beat it; fuckin rude
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It's jimmy, her man, a punk ass,
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So I throw a left hook at him, splaaa,
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then I came back with a right hook
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POW, he fell to the ground
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I didn't mean to kill him
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WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO JIMMY, OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!
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I didn't mean to kill him, kill him, baby
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Didn't mean to kill him, kill the man baby
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I didn't mean to kill him, kill him, baby
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Didn't mean to kill him, kill the man baby
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Oh fuck, he's chillin with a neck broke
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25 to life, is no joke
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Don't die bitch hang in there
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I mean I really don't care, but come on
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Move quick, I run to the hospital
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Make sure ain't dead yet, shit
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There he is, chillin with a neck brace
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with a look on his face like ehhhhh
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Come on Jimmy, it's me, your homey
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I even poured a little brew in your IV
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Don't die, oh you tryin to speak
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Fuck you, your punches are weak, ehhh
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So bitch, you wanna talk shit again
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I jumped up wit a boot to the chin
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Pull his plugs out, and start chokin
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Ewwwwwwww his necks already broken
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He swung, hit me wit a bed pan
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I was just makin sure you ain't dead man
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Fuck this, I grabbed a scalpel
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and stick it down in his scalp, uhhhhhhhhhh
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Calm down, he's dead now, FUCK
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Here comes somebody, better duck
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Gotta hide dead Jimmy quickly
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or 25 to 50, I didn't mean to kill him
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OHH MY GOD!!!! JIMMY, WHAT THE FUUUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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I didn't mean to kill him, kill him, baby
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Didn't mean to kill him, kill the man baby
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I didn't mean to kill him, kill him, baby
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Didn't mean to kill him, kill the man baby
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Jumped out the window, and drug him home, jimmy's dead
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and I'm finna get the bone
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If they catch me, ah the death chair
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I don't care
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They'll never find him here
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[phone rings] Jimmy can you get that
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What the FUCK, he's dead, I'm whick whack
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I'm neverous, scared and skitso, ha ha ha, wooo, ha, hello
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Yeah, I still need to talk to stupid fuck nut
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We're lookin for jimmy ballav
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He's not here, uhh, wai wait yeah he is
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This Jimmy, I'm alive, I'm not dead, I gotta go
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Oh goody, they bought it, hah, they'll never know
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I killed his bitch ass
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Fuck it though. Jimmy's my room mate
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He doesn't even eat much and that's straight
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We just chill all day and watch video's
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Call Domino's, and flick off his toes
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make em land into a fish tank, what you think?
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Let him sit, FUCK OFF, I didn't mean to kill him
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OH MY GOD, YOU BASTARD!! YOU KILLED JIMMY!!!!!
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I didn't mean to kill him, kill him, baby
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Didn't mean to kill him, kill the man baby
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I didn't mean to kill him, kill him, baby
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Didn't mean to kill him, kill the man baby
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This was the story of a murderer
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a cold blooded killer, a ruthless, harmless, slaughterer
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I Didn't Mean To Kill Him
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| ICP (Insane Clown Posse) |
