Murder You!

Kill You INTRO: When I was just a little baby boy My momma used to tell me these crazy things She used to tell me my daddy was an evil man She used to tell me he didn't care about me But then I got a little bit older And I realized, she was the odd one But there was nothing I could do or say to try to change it Cause that's just the way she was VERSE 01: I think I can't rap about my relationships no more People say I can't rap about life no more Slut, You think I won't kill a whore Til her heart ain't beatin no more? These muts thinkin I'm playin Thinkin I'm sayin this mess cause I'm thinkin it just to be sayin Pull your shirt up bitch, I ain't gonna rape you I'ma pull you to this shit and put it right in you Shut up bitch, you're causin so much damage Just bend over and take it up the butt, okay? “Oh, now he's rapping about raping whores, abusin a girl Killin people, but not rapping about love no more?" You're goddamn right bitch, and now your too late I've raped 50 different women in 20 different states I'm the definition of violence, I'm a vile venomous bitch who is diagnosed With pain, vrin vrin vrin! Jeffery Duhmar, left his brains all out Dangling from his neck, while Mr.Fish is yelling! Blood, guts, guns, cuts, knives, lives, wives, nuns, sluts Honey I'mma kill you HOOK: VERSE 02: Bitch I'mma kill you Like that condom, I'mma prevent you to step In my closet with mildew, sheets, pillows and film with you Fuck wit me, I seen hell, shut the fuck up I'm tryna develop this devil before I get to sell 'em I ain't “soft rap, “ but I rap anti mastered Got a new blow-up doll and has this strap on added Whoops! Is this a advertisement, no? Just another man trying to rape women again Does that offend, no, It'll insult And if you ever give in to me, you give me a reason For you to see, what people have done to me You'll end up seein me a chainsaw screamin "get ready Ms. B!" Bitch I'mma kill you, I'm not done, you think this the chrous I ain't even tell you how big my dick is yet? Haha?, Try to guess how big it is Mrs. Bobba Fett? I'm a tub.. that's normal, ain't it Norman Serial killer hidin murder material In your cereal box on top of your head Here we go again, am I out of my medicine again? We're out of our minds and we want in yours, let us in or I'm breaking in! HOOK: VERSE 03: I stole my own girlfriend's drawers Because I hear lady screams creepin in my fuckin dreams And the way things seem, I don't know what these things mean My fat old ween, I'll have to make this thing cween! Clean, whatever, I hate these things Fuck shots, I hope this blunt will outweigh these drinks Oh know I just said I smoke weed and sip these things How's that “Thought you were a straight-edge ya know?" No, I don't know! I'll choke who ever say that shit and ripe there heart from them! From fag bitches to all the bitches that hang out wit dem From Iggy all the way to her best friend nicki Booty hole to the vagina hole! I don't even hear you breathin, I'm leavin air in your lungs Just so you can keep yourself screamin at me to seep it OK, I'm ready to go slay, I got the killer of FK! I'm ready to make your throat ache! You fuckers make me slay Got you at gunpoint, then you beg me to stop Shut up, keep them cuffs from me Keep them away from me, you hear me, answer me Or make you pay! HOOK: