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Geto Boys - Murder Avenue

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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

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