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[Chorus] I`m all about America... Do the Charles Manson Do the Jeffrey Dahmer
Do The Charles Manson Do The Jeffrey Dahmer
Do The Charles Manson Do The Jeffrey Dahmer Oh, OH I`m all about America...
[Necro] It`s the corpse winder ya can`t handle my rugged rape I shut bitches off, with strips of masking tape Ever since the pestilence invaded me I started to decapitate, motherfuckers that hated me And, I`ll murder you in cold blood for your rent Taxin` so many people, niggas think I`m the president So vote, or kid I`ll cut your throat with the scalpel Then feast on the human flesh of a priest in a chapel Filled with ghouls, your blood crunches I`m body baggin`, niggas in my +Dungeons and Dragons+ Adventures, a fuckin` sicko on the sickest possible level I`ll eat your colon, `cause I`m rollin` with my mother`s enavel I had sex with all my ex hoes Then I chopped off there legs and are Now all I got are human torsos With a chainsaw, made for gore To clean up the blood I`ll use your fuckin` face to mop the floor So...
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[Necro] I cannibal leaf a maggot I gay bash a faggot I knock boots with dirty prostitutes than Jimmy Swaggart Yo, I`m incurable like AIDS I can`t wait to self-mutilate myself with razor blades Blood and guts, blood and guts, Mooney`s body baggin` They`re comin` to take me wah-ahah! Straight to the Patty wagon Because they found my dead body shredded Now I`ll be blunt and your killing`s tended Well I`m sending some letters To your family kid, letting them know I got rid Of your body after I chopped you like a squid Then straight to the garbage bag, another dead fag for the garbage man So carry the body to the garbage can When it comes to another murderer kid I`m gorier The Warriors, leavin` niggas in a state of euphoria Back in the days when it came to punks I stick them But nowadays the Ghoul eat the flesh of his victim So, word to the lizard, this nigga`s absurd From January to December I`m leavin` niggas dismembered Bitches get beaten, long live the cretin Got dead bodies rot and cured ready to be eaten With a knife and a fork, for any punk in New York Take mine, and I`ll have to outline your body in chalk
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[Necro] Mad Mooney`s mecol I got the ski mask, I`m wonderful I`ll rob; I`ll come through your sink like the fucking Blob The silent, violent, Ghoul is cruel My mind is darker, then Clyde Faulker The motherfucking stalker, sporting a parka Blood stain where human remains A Teck-9 I pack when I hijack planes So ashes to ashes, dust to dust I`ll admit, I`ll shit, and I`ll spit on your grave in disgust So rest in pain, the human may main releases The type of shit to leave any nigga resting in pieces I clock loot, like a punk playing a guitar While girls loose their virginity in the backseat of my car I went to Killers Anonymous, for my addiction I`m Santa Clause wishin` you a Merry Crucifixion
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[Necro] Mad Mooney kid Mad Mooney kid Mad Mooney kid Mad Mooney kid Mad Mooney kid Mad Mooney kid I`m gonna chop you up I`m gonna chop you up I`m gonna chop you up!
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