| You Gonna Die, Too (The Murderer) (Clean Version) SYRE [Verse 1] Mess wit� da Murderer! You pissed me off, now it�s bedtime, time to go to sleep! Send you to yo� death bed, and bury you six feet deep! (AAAAAAH!!) You can try to hide, but you just can�t run! How you gonna run from a hater wit� a gun?! (AAAAAAH!!) Mess wit� da Murderer! I�ma run to my closet and get my AK I don�t play, no way, okay?! (AAAAAAH!!) I know you�ve heard the saying, �you can�t play a playa� Well you can�t kill a killa and you can�t slay a slaya! (AAAAAAH!!) Whatcha gonna do, you friggin� fool!? Comin� after you, ya gonna die too! (AAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!) [Hook] I�m sneakin�, creepin�, right behind you (AH!) Turn around, I�m there��.BOO! (AH!) I start for my life but you scream, so I grab my .22 (AH!) You beg for your life, but what the heck�s that gonna do? (AH!) I have no pity- The Murderer, you gonna die, too! (AAAAAAH!!) [Verse 2] Call me the Murderer! If a girl mess with me, I�ma murder her! Man, woman, child, I have no emotion, I�ll take yo� freakin� life! Hear commotion in the bedroom, that�s just me killin� yo� wife! (AAAAAAH!!) Shut the heck up! Make it easy on yourself! Don�t make me cut you up into a thousand pieces and store you on my shelf, witch! Am I rich? No, but who needs wealth? Hangin� around with me can be a hazard to your health Guns don�t kill people, I kill people! Don�t make me cut off your limbs, and hang you from a church steeple! Or I might just make it simple, and shoot you in the head But I prefer to take my Uzi and pump you full of lead! (AAAAAAH!!) I don�t call it overkill, just makin� sure you�re dead! I ain�t gon� ever get my fill, I love the color red!! (AAAAAAH!!) Shut up, tramp, and take what�s comin� to ya! HAHA! You�re really� scared as all, don�t know what�s comin�, do ya?! (AAAAAAH!!) I killed your whole family, and you�re gonna die, too! (AAAAAAH!!) Wait, shut up for a second, so I can tell you what I do! [Hook] I�m sneakin�, creepin�, right behind you (AH!) Turn around, I�m there��.BOO! (AH!) I start for my life but you scream, so I grab my .22 (AH!) You beg for your life, but what the heck�s that gonna do? (AH!) I have no pity- The Murderer, you gonna die, too! (AAAAAAH!!) [Verse 3] I am the Murderer! Slash, slash!! Do my thing like OJ, hunt ya down and stab yo� freaking ass! Yeah, I saw my ex-girl at her house last night KRISTIN YOU CHEATING SLUT!!!!! I�m glad I killed you that night! I went up to her do�, and so she�s sayin�, �no means no.� I took out my .44, she�s screamin� �NO! NO!! NOOOO!!!!!� Shut up, slut, I don�t give a shuck about a ho! �Bout to send ya straight to hell, you know that�s where you�ll go! Stop beggin� for you life, I don�t care what you say (long, rapid gunfire) Oops, there goes the AK! I�ma creep up with my nine, shoot ya from behind! You better turn around, I�m about to lose your mind!! Stalk ya till I�m in range, I�m so dang insane! (5 consecutive shots) There goes your brain!! And all because you like to talk Now you just a bloody heap, lyin� on the sidewalk! Well I guess you ain�t gon� be around to say it again Remember, Grasshopper, don�t mess wit� da man! [Hook] I�m sneakin�, creepin�, right behind you (AH!) Turn around, I�m there��.BOO! (AH!) I start for my life but you scream, so I grab my .22 (AH!) You beg for your life, but what the heck�s that gonna do? (AH!) I have no pity- The Murderer, you gonna die, too! (AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA -gunshot) |
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