Death 2 Songtext
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[Intro - Charles Manson]
Maybe I should have killed 4-500 people then I would've felt better, then I would've felt like I really offered society something you know. If I wanted to kill somebody I'd take this book and beat you to death with it, and I wouldn't feel a thing, It'd be just like walking through the drugstore.
[Verse 1: Meechy Darko]
I crack your fucking skull and, use it as a bowl for cereal
I'm so serial, Ted Bundy give me money
Son of Sam, gun in hand, Jeffrey Dahmer with two Llamas
In a tinted astro van
Looking for a Whatchamacallit
Too much pride, to beg your pardon
Ginsu soldier, let me see your guts and glory
We shall possess your soul and make you off your mother like Menendez Brothers
I am wicked like no other, fuck you want
Zodiac killer, Libras in the trunk
Smelling like a dozen skunks
Cement their toes before I dunk them in the Hudson
Shatter jaws and break their teeth so forensics can't see nothing
Laugh as I flee the scene, and make it 500 feet
Police pull over to me
Asked "Is that blood on my shirt?"
Said "Nah, it's a pizza stain"
We laughed, gave me a ticket
Said "nigga don't speed again"
But he wasn't black, so you know I had to aim and bang, bang, bang...
So I slaughter when I'm on you
Maybe I should have killed 4-500 people then I would've felt better, then I would've felt like I really offered society something you know. If I wanted to kill somebody I'd take this book and beat you to death with it, and I wouldn't feel a thing, It'd be just like walking through the drugstore.
[Verse 1: Meechy Darko]
I crack your fucking skull and, use it as a bowl for cereal
I'm so serial, Ted Bundy give me money
Son of Sam, gun in hand, Jeffrey Dahmer with two Llamas
In a tinted astro van
Looking for a Whatchamacallit
Too much pride, to beg your pardon
Ginsu soldier, let me see your guts and glory
We shall possess your soul and make you off your mother like Menendez Brothers
I am wicked like no other, fuck you want
Zodiac killer, Libras in the trunk
Smelling like a dozen skunks
Cement their toes before I dunk them in the Hudson
Shatter jaws and break their teeth so forensics can't see nothing
Laugh as I flee the scene, and make it 500 feet
Police pull over to me
Asked "Is that blood on my shirt?"
Said "Nah, it's a pizza stain"
We laughed, gave me a ticket
Said "nigga don't speed again"
But he wasn't black, so you know I had to aim and bang, bang, bang...
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