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How the hell did he manage to get more felony charges
He's already got life in jail, man, what the hell is his problem?
Well, to be honest, the smell of these chronic leaves make me hella demonic
They compelled me to kill this elderly man, and
Knock at these panic attacks, pop a Xanax, relax
Tryna stick my fucking dick inside a mannequin's ass
Then i get manic depressed, see the orthodontist get gas masked
Kick-ass, the first thing is put on is the mask
Speaking of masks, man it ain't too late to have a change of pace
And take it off and show my face so you can see the things you facing
Slice you up and cook you after your murdered by strangulation
That's bacon souffle you making, ain't you, well thank you Jason
There goes one more coma, due to blunt force trauma
Just give me one more soma, and ill be done for it mama
Go in the damn broom closet, another Valium, lost it
Shove in the vacuum nozzle down the bathroom faucet
It seems like everyday i get a little fla-kier
The medication is making my hands a little sha-kier
Hand me that eighteen month old baby to shake him up
It'll only take me, a second to choke his trachea
Breakin' his neck in 80-some places, baby, here shady comes ladies
He's got the razor, the blades, and the ch-ch-chain-s-saw baby
You bl-bl-blunderin, bumblin, mu-mu-mumblin dumb dumbs
Yeah, here I come come, you hear the rumblin vrum-vrum
There's something inside of that blue tub and that drum drum
My head and torso is someone's, where'd it come from
Who's it belong to? Maybe that girl wit the long blond hair
Who disappeared and left the cheerleader pom-poms
Clearly there's sumtin' wrong, cause she didn't come home
Shes missin', where is she? Somethin fishy has gone on
I guess he stuck the bitch with the pitchfork wit the long prongs
Now everybody get your dance on to my dance song!
