Murder Murder Murder

[Verse 1: Monoxide] First I plan my escape Nothing on papes and leave the scene without a trace I'm looking dead in her face But she don't see me I'm unnoticed I head straight to her bedroom window for better focus Hokus pokus I see the door's unlocked I let myself in Head for her room with plans of murder and mayhem There she go there that bitch lay Living on this earth to my dismay Time to pay palms are sweaty I'm bout to vomit I grab the knife outta my belt and jab it in her stomach Again and again and now she's screaming like I care But I could give a fuck less Before she dies I grab her by her blood-soaked hair And tell her shit's gon' be alright on my end I'm glad it happened this way Back in my daughter's life again Ain't it a shame that it came to this Life goes on except for one less bitch Ain't it a trip [Hook x2] Murder murder murder murder You never heard of redrum in reverse Bodies in the hearse Now your life's gone cuz we wanted you to die Time to kiss your ass goodbye Don't ask why [Verse 2: R.O.C] Contemplation of murder It's like 2 ton monsters ready to exist with the flick of my wrist Jail cells dangle in my head Alive or dead wide spread across the couch feeling is being red (Sample: "Another more I know I'm gonna have to kill us, but we're gonna kill them first. Lets do this") Pop up gather my pistols, pick up some rope, zip up my coat My mind soak with thoughts of close and dangers being lunged at me Plunged at me, white sheets are flunged at me I gots to run, check my gun for the last time cause I might not be back I scream forward attack, ain't no turning back my target is on site No eating rice tonight, no cuffs, no bluffs, the is being stuffed My luck is like zero, nothing but skill is gonna take em out Put hearts to the floor nothing but screams and shouts, whats this about You mister KKK blacks on my side, whites on my side now it's time to play hang man Grab my rope, it's loose my black noose with the loop My guns raising to my legs gonna poison you, shot shot boom rat a tat Eight heads they fall trying to kill em all, my stomach is kinda crampin y'all Got hit by shrapnel, moving my black ass quick boom I here shots hit in the mouth Damn I'm blacking out, aaahhh shrapnel oooohhh oh shit that hurts To late I hear them coming, running what's left, last dance with the angels god I stand there for you blessed [Verse 3: Jamie Madrox] It was Tuesday December 24th '97 Time on the clock 1:11 Thinking 'bout sending somebody to heaven Or the crossroads the fate of a soul lies in my hands I suppose Now I'm wearing dark clothes park on the side street Peeping out the scenery make sure nobody's seeing me As I move to the trunk of the stolen car Up to the back door with the crowbar So far the plan's foolproof call from the phone booth Got the message machine nobody's on the scene Kick in the back door 1:34 Looking for the family dog Thor Kick him in the jaw with the work boots Knock a couple teeth loose Smack him in the mouth with my empty deuce deuce Then I smile break his neck and watch him piss on kitchen tile Never liked him since the day he tried to play me foul And tried to bite me stab a steak knife in his head So much for that man's best friend Now I'm all up in the place and In the bedroom masturbatin Cumming on the sheets and pillowcases Fuck that bitch she's just a kunt And her mother's nothing but a slut Can't wait to seal her mouth shut 2:30 she returns home from work Nice blouse tight shirt Business attire for this hooker for hire Throw the keys to the table said baby are u home Didn't expect to see Bones, we're alone And she's reaching for the telephone to call the police Strangle with the cord now deceased In the process of her suffocation Finger fucked her for demonstration Let her know I know her many faces Now she's dead in the closet Hanging out with all the winter clothes In the struggle suffered a bloody nose But I'm straight though As I move to the bathroom to wash my hands It's all part of the plan Don't think you understand see [Hook]