Текст песни Murder - Doomslayer

Murder, murder what she wrote
Flip my fuckin' blade, then I slice that bitch's throat
Keep a Dover 9, inside my muhfuckin' trenchcoat
If you want that action, make that muhfuckin' body float
Murder, murder what she wrote
Flip my fuckin' blade, then I slice that bitch's throat
Keep a Dover 9, inside my muhfuckin' trenchcoat
If you want that action, make that muhfuckin' body float

Make his corpse do a kickflip, reverse it
Cadaver in the morgue, family can't confirm it
Throw the body in a casket, and burn it
But first, toss his head up in a jar to preserve it
I'm so toxic, my demons told me I should lay to rest
I don't sleep at night, I don't really ever go to bed
Maybe, I'm just a little too fucked up in the head
Maybe, I'm just a little too fucked up in the head
My dick got a twin, that's the glock in my pocket
Get me a strap, let it rip like a rocket
I'll throw hands any place, any time, fuck it
Kick his fuckin' head to the curb like a bucket