Lyrics Murder Avenue - Geto Boys
Creeping
down
the
hallway
quiet
as
kept
The
only
sign
of
a
murder
was
the
blood
on
the
foresteps
I
stopped
for
a
second
to
wipe
it
up
And
threw
the
bloody
towel
in
the
garbage
bag
with
her
guts
Pretty
as
a
picture
her
name
was
Rosie
Had
to
kill
the
bitch
cuz
she
was
getting
too
fuckin
nosey
A
school
hoe
she
attended
U
of
H
A
law
student
who
was
looking
for
a
fuckin'
case
But
she
was
barking
up
the
wrong
tree
g
Ay
yo
why
in
the
hell
did
the
bitch
wanna
fuck
with
me
Walking
around
my
crib
steady
casin'
Askin'
about
the
strange
smells
that
were
coming
from
my
basement
She
asked
one
too
many
motherfuckin
questions
it
was
time
Somebody
taught
the
stupid
bitch
a
good
lesson
I
snuck
in
the
house
by
the
back
door
It
was
like
a
scene
from
psycho
The
bitch
was
in
the
shower
I
rushed
her
quick
so
she
wouldn't
have
a
chance
to
holler
And
said
"shut
the
fuck
up
hoe"
And
slammed
her
motherfucking
face
against
the
cold
floor
Struggling
soaking
wet
I
gagged
her
mouth
with
a
whole
box
of
kotex
After
i
fucked
her
check
out
what
i
did
Slit
her
fucking
stomach
and
watched
her
squeal
like
a
pig
The
shit
was
gruesome
g
i
couldn't
call
it
I
cut
off
her
fingers
and
flushed
them
down
the
fuckin'
toilet
And
wrote
my
name
on
the
wall
like
i
usually
do
To
mark
a
murder
hoe,
yeah
on
murder
avenue
More
murder,
more
murder,
more
murder,
yo
More
murder,
more
murder,
more
murder,
watch
me
hurt
a
hoe
More
murder,
more
murder,
more
murder,
nigga
More
motherfucking
murder
gots
ta
pull
the
trigger
More
murder,
more
murder,
more
murder,
check
it
A
hundred
and
fifty
seven
thousand
victims
in
a
second
Gotta
give
it
up
for
brigitte
and
ted
brand
new
newly-weds
There's
nothing
i
would
love
better
than
to
have
their
fuckin'
heads
On
a
platter
i
watch
them
sonofabitches
scatter
In
broad
daylight
but
yo
it
really
didn't
matter
I
put
my
gin
to
their
heads
and
said
"shut
up"
The
nigga
was
big
i
watched
this
big
motherfucker
nut
up
On
the
rampage
both
of
'em
got
pistol-whipped
The
9 was
bloody
so
i
pulled
out
my
pistol
grip
The
nigga
was
damn
near
dead
I
grabbed
the
bitch
by
her
head
and
told
her
"spread
your
fucking
legs"
I
placed
the
barrel
of
my
9 on
her
pearl
tongue
And
stuck
a
shell
inside
her
pussy
and
said
"now
ain't
that
fun?"
She
started
to
cry
I
saw
a
tear
fall
from
here
eye
i
said
"bitch
you
must
wanna
die"
I
pulled
the
trigger
of
the
gun
back
slowly
And
shot
up
her
nigga
until
he
was
full
of
holes
g
The
bitch
was
screaming
with
rage
I
stamped
on
her
motherfucking
face
until
it
caved
in
'Cos
killing
is
so
damn
sweet
I
saved
the
remains
and
used
them
later
for
ground
meat
Being
a
lunatic
i
gotta
do
the
lunatic
Gotta
do
man,
yeah
living
on
this
avenue
More
murder,
more
murder,
more
murder,
yo
More
murder,
more
murder,
more
murder,
watch
me
hurt
a
hoe
More
murder,
more
murder,
more
murder,
nigga
More
motherfucking
murder
gots
ta
pull
the
trigger
More
murder,
more
murder,
more
murder,
check
it
A
hundred
and
fifty
seven
thousand
victims
in
a
second
Album
Till Death Do Us Part
1 Intro
2 G.E.T.O.
3 It Ain't
4 Crooked Officer
5 No Nuts No Glory
6 Six Feet Deep
7 Murder Avenue
8 Raise Up
9 Murder After Midnight
10 Straight Gangstaism
11 Cereal Killer
12 This Dick's For You
13 Street Life
14 Bring It On
15 Outro
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