Creeping down the hallway quiet as kept
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the only sign of a murder was the blood on the foresteps
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I stopped for a second to wipe it up
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and threw the bloody towel in the garbage bag with her guts
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pretty as a picture her name was Rosie
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had to kill the bitch cuz she was getting too fuckin nosey
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a school hoe she attended U of H
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a law student who was looking for a fuckin' case
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but she was barking up the wrong tree g
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ay yo why in the hell did the bitch wanna fuck with me
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walking around my crib steady casin'
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askin' about the strange smells that were coming from my basement
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she asked one too many motherfuckin questions it was time
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somebody taught the stupid bitch a good lesson
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I snuck in the house by the back door
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it was like a scene from psycho
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the bitch was in the shower
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I rushed her quick so she wouldn't have a chance to holler
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and said "shut the fuck up hoe"
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and slammed her motherfucking face against the cold floor
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struggling soaking wet
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I gagged her mouth with a whole box of kotex
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after i fucked her check out what i did
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slit her fucking stomach and watched her squeal like a pig
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the shit was gruesome g i couldn't call it
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i cut off her fingers and flushed them down the fuckin' toilet
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and wrote my name on the wall like i usually do
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to mark a murder hoe, yeah on murder avenue
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more murder, more murder, more murder, yo
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more murder, more murder, more murder, watch me hurt a hoe
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more murder, more murder, more murder, nigga
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more motherfucking murder gots ta pull the trigger
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more murder, more murder, more murder, check it
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a hundred and fifty seven thousand victims in a second
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gotta give it up for brigitte and ted brand new newly-weds
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there's nothing i would love better than to have their fuckin' heads
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on a platter i watch them sonofabitches scatter
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in broad daylight but yo it really didn't matter
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i put my gin to their heads and said "shut up"
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the nigga was big i watched this big motherfucker nut up
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on the rampage both of 'em got pistol-whipped
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the 9 was bloody so i pulled out my pistol grip
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the nigga was damn near dead
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i grabbed the bitch by her head and told her "spread your fucking legs"
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I placed the barrel of my 9 on her pearl tongue
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and stuck a shell inside her pussy and said "now ain't that fun?"
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she started to cry
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I saw a tear fall from here eye i said "bitch you must wanna die"
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I pulled the trigger of the gun back slowly
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and shot up her nigga until he was full of holes g
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the bitch was screaming with rage
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I stamped on her motherfucking face until it caved in
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'cos killing is so damn sweet
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I saved the remains and used them later for ground meat
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being a lunatic i gotta do the lunatic
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gotta do man, yeah living on this avenue
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more murder, more murder, more murder, yo
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more murder, more murder, more murder, watch me hurt a hoe
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more murder, more murder, more murder, nigga
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more motherfucking murder gots ta pull the trigger
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more murder, more murder, more murder, check it
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a hundred and fifty seven thousand victims in a second
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Murder Avenue
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