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mike david - murderin man lyrics
[chorus]
you’re ’bout to get murdered (no one safe, no one safe)
instead of her (no escape, no escape)
i’ll start with her (no more face, no more face)
i’mma murderin man, i’mma murderin time for god
[verse 1]
pulling up, looking picture perfect, baby
but today’s gonna a little different, baby
i behaving with a twist, but this sh-t maybe
is a mix of a witching and granulin, baby
today be a daydream, a wayne daisy
let’s reap, but these dreams a burnt maces
lace this conversed b-tt, you’ll first hate this
if the pank sees, i’ll break teeth with skate wheels
sorry ’bout your son
he’s gone, well that stinks
that reeks, just last week he was laughing
gasping to these gr-ss leaves, surp-ssing
through black things, at last he’s decomposing
isn’t we’re did that when i put this poison in my sister’s p-ssy
absolutely not, that’s really funny, here let’s take a looksy
whoopsie’sh, don’t wake her up, she could be one of them chicks and yell
what if she does? i don’t wanna do it, nah f-ck that sh-t, she’s going to h-ll
[chorus]
you’re ’bout to get murdered (no one safe, no one safe)
instead of her (no escape, no escape)
i’ll start with her (no more face, no more face)
i’mma murderin man, i’mma murderin time for god
[verse 2]
when i was a little kid, i think i had an incident
while innocently in my bed, i couldn’t move an inch, instead
i couldn’t talk, i couldn’t scream, then i looked up at ceiling
that’s a demon, how you feeling?
not too good, a life, a twenty!
cut to now, it’s the woods, that i’m lost in
aaand, outta town, hanging out here, boston
aaand, marathon wheels alright, but exhausted
found a, pair of gloves and an arm, that was tossed in
take precaution, i don’t backpack too often
but that snack pack was awesome, claws in
i mean the people, you dilt, i’m burning crosses
you should see the look on his face, he’s almost lost it
that looks frostfit
palin i’m from camping with my dad
we would always go on hikes, way back
it’s actually sad, my poor dad, got his ankle snapped
at beartraps repair we so bad
the next day i saw my first maggot
let’s just say, my dad, he was a f-ggot
his leg pain, sadly, turned tragic
well that’s lain, bye-bye dad, then i stabbed him
i ran off, beacause it wasn’t my fault
then i met grandal, then we started a cult
he was like a leader and i was his -ssistant
didn’t take long for the towns kids to go missing
settle down, dorks, before you get excited
we didn’t kidnap n-body, those children were invited
it got dark, so we got the fire lighted
and grandal had a ritual, that all the kids resided
gulp for blood, gobble the flesh
a perfect song to sing for when you ripping out her breast
a purple shirt is stained, remains upon her ripped up chest
a bow and arrow stings and it can make your head a mess
it don’t matter if you’re wearing a vest
we’re k!lling everybody, boy, we’re gonna tear up their chest
so please vats, restrain your pets, this isn’t a test
the planes were set, the day is 11 september
[chorus]
you’re ’bout to get murdered (no one safe, no one safe)
instead of her (no escape, no escape)
i’ll start with her (no more face, no more face)
i’mma murderin man, i’mma murderin time for god
[verse 3]
i’m taking low trips, murdering
just got back from fergusson
heard a bird, i’m hunched a turtle and a stupid f-cking hat
hopped my buddy’s blower vent, packed his bl–dy and a tread
got my pop grenady for that war, that’s coming up ahead
(let me see that thong tho-thong thong thong)
sh-t, that’s my jam, it’s all the rage
i like to sing it softly while i’m rapping her cage
let’s move some graves
these bruises, great, come on, blue, just taste
here, let’s move this gate, i’ll remove this face
i refuse to wait, we gotta move this ray
the cow moved, now it’s used for steak (true tin)
kissed and culling up(?)
just getting them cutting up
it’s been fun knowing ya, these spins for droving up
cl-ss meal was a five piece nugget
i usually eat it clean, but tonight i said f-ck it
a j-zz bucket
a musketeer, your f-cking kids love it
i’m nuts, but there’s nothing, hear something is up
but they are rubbing its stock, i’m near shove it in son
a beer in one and a gun, is darier on my tongue
it’s rape culture, yep, and they told you that
i make wholesome back, for fake holes that yap
i may have saw some r-ss, the males called my badge
but please hold ’cause…
[outro]
back to these messages… will be buyed back(?)
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