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twiztid - sex, drugs, money & murder (remix) كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
i don’t give a f-ck who you are
it don’t f-ckin’ matter to me, it don’t matter to me
if that’s how the f-ck you gonna be
that’s how you gonna be i guess
ain’t sh-t i can do about that, you can take all that sh-t
shove it up that -ss of yours cause this sh-t don’t matter no more

[verse 1: monoxide child]
i’m addicted to murder in weird sence
i was just a little sh-t but the older that i would get
i would notice that the only people i was k!lling was chicks
when every b-tch that i was with
would end up dead and indecent
their innocence is the reason for their demise, so many lies
from more others and now i’m taking their lives
until i’m caught i keep on going while i’m alive
and i’ll strive to be the greatest serial k!ller of all time
maybe i’ll hide inside the back seat of your car
and when you’re far enough away
i’ll put a crowbar through your heart
just a start in front of my random thinking from meditating
so every thing’s exactly how i mean it
mistake three when k!lling for safety
the villain, you’ve been warned
there’s a k!ller in your building who may be
knocking at your door so speak
if you’re a b-tch you better call the police

[hook x2]
s-x, drugs, money and murder
should be the last one that you ever heard of
should be the last one making me nervous
i love s-x, drugs, money and murder

[verse 2: violent j]
there’s a dirty -ss needle sticking out of my neck
as i stumble into 7-11 a bl–dy wreck
people screaming
but in my head i’m only dreaming
no longer plotting and scheming
i come to feed the demon
i jump over the counter knocking sh-t down around me
hit the floor punching his skull
and get the pound key and try it open
i grab the whole drawer ran out the door
and stole a ford explorer
about to score some more
wish i was dead but i rather be alive high
i get so jealous when i see a he-rs- drive by
i should be rotting in it
p-ss i’m lying in it
i’m only out for a minute
so i rather try and get it
to exist is both painful and shameful
i l-st for chemicals to inject my brain full
eternal fires they’re burning every one of my veins
and only that ice will cool the flames

[hook x2]

[verse 3: boondox]
i don’t know if it’s the smell of the gun smoke
the sound of a throat choke or f-ckin with dead folk
they get me all excited like a virgin popping cherries
don’t think about the reason cause it’s very f-cking scary
that i’m feeling no remorse for your corpse no tear drops
hang around the scene because dox don’t fear cops
f-ck a pig i did the crime now this is my time
and when they move the body then i snortin’ up the chalk line
death, k!ll, blood spill, burned into my black heart
tearing you apart, homicide is an art
like a painting on a wall and you’ve had your last supper
let me introduce the matches to the sickest motherf-cker
to ever grab a shank and leave it sticking in your gallbladder
claw and the hammer make the f-cking skull shatter
see your brains see your pain then i’m p-ssing in the wound
and the love of the murder got me barking at a blue moon

[hook x2]

- twiztid

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