WE BE DOING MURDER EVERYDAY, WE BE GOOD ENOUGH TO GET AWAY, YOU WONT EVEN KNOW
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A WICKED CLOWN HAS HIT THE DOOR, UNTIL YOUR MELON HIT THE FLOOR AND ROLL AWAY
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How can i stop myself from murdering your neck, Methadone and Prozak only keep
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me in check, as soon as its gone, Im gonna KILL! And that was my last refill
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dog Dammit! I drink litium and I dont even know whut it is, only reason why you
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diss on me is because you want a sip! Every time I drink it, I piss out a
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laser, and cut holes in the wall with my dick phaser, Ima do time I asume, I
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bitch slapped the judge right out his own court room, then I took the bench,
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and sentenced myself, eternal happiness and good health mother fucko, mother
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fucko, mother fucko, I represent the Hatchet, I see you eye ball lookin' at me
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Ima snatch it, and whip it to the garbage can down the hall, then kick you in
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the ass as you search and crawl for it
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WE BE DOING MURDER EVERYDAY, WE BE GOOD ENOUGH TO GET AWAY, YOU WONT EVEN KNOW
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A WICKED CLOWN HAS HIT THE DOOR, UNTIL YOUR MELON HIT THE FLOOR AND ROLL AWAY
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You know Jamie Madrox rapped about something like this only I never really
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thought about how horrible it really is, laying in a coffin, in a pine black
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box, the only sign bein that of my heart if Im alive, But Ive got no pulse of
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every breath for days I remember the crash and after that its a haze, but I do
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recall the funeral, them lowering me in, it was about that time when my souls
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kicked back in, I tried to move my fingers or somethin', got nothin but dirt
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hittin' the top from them shoveling, Im fucked. Its been at least two weeks but
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I dont keep time, I just lay here motionless in this rotting body of mine, I
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tried fantasy reals and dreaming my way out, it only leads to mind panicking
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and torturing thoughts about running and breathing will it ever really happen
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again , please God, heaven or hell just let something begin
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Am I asleep or not, I dont know, My body is rotting and I feel Pain, Gimmie to
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heaven or gimmie to hell but dont leave me dead inside this thing, My body wont
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let me go / WONT LET ME GO / Let me go / WONT LET ME GO / My body wont let me
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go / WONT LET ME GO / Let me go / WONT LET ME GO / Am I asleep or not, I dont
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know, My body is rotting and I feel Pain, Gimmie to heaven or gimmie to hell
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but dont leave me dead inside this thing, My body wont let me go / WONT LET ME
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GO / Let me go / WONT LET ME GO / My body wont let me go / WONT LET ME GO / Let
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me go / WONT LET ME GO
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Thy Ravens Mirror
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