We be doin murder everyday
we be good enough to get away
you wont even know a wicked clown has hit the door until your melon hit the floor and roll away
how can i stop myself from murdering your neck
methadone and prozac only keep me in check
as soon as its gone im gonna kill
and that was my last refill god damnit
i drink lithium and i dont even know what it is
only reason why you diss me is cause you want a sip
everytime i drink it i piss out a laser
and cut holes in the wall with my dick phaser
imma do time i assume
i bitch smacked the judge right out his own court room
Then i took the bench and sentenced myself
eternal happiness and good health motherfucker motherfucker
i represent the hatchet
i see your eyeball lookin at me imma snatch it
and throw it to the garbage can down the hall
then kick you in your ass as you search and crawl for it
we be doin murder everyday we be good enough to get away
you wont even know a wicked clown has hit the door
until your melon hit the floor and roll away
we be doin murder everyday its the joker
we be good enough to get away its the juggla
you wont even know a wicked clown has hit the door
until your melon hit the floor and roll away
you know jamie madrox rapped about something like this
only i never really thought about how horrible it really is
laying in a coffin in the pitch black dark
the only sound being that of my heart if im alive
but ive had no pulse or even breath for days
i remember the crash and after that its a haze
but I do recall my funeral them lowering me in
it was about that time when my soul kicked back in
i tried to move my fingers or somethin got nothin
but dirt hitting the top from them shoveling im fucked
its been at least two weeks but i dont keep time
i just lay here motionless in this rotting body of mine
i tried fantasy realms and dreaming my way out
it only leads to mind panicking and torturing thoughts about
running and breathing will it ever really happen again
please god heaven or hell just let something begin
am i asleep or not i dont know
my body is rotting and i feel pain
gimme to heaven or gimme to hell
but dont leave me dead inside this thing
my body wont let me go
let me go
my body wont let me go
let me goam i asleep or not i dont know
my body is rotting and i feel pain
gimme to heaven or gimme to hell
but dont leave me dead inside this thing
am i asleep or not i dont know
my body is rotting and i feel pain
gimme to heaven or gimme to hell
but dont leave me dead inside this thing
my body wont let me go
let me go
my body wont let me go
let me go
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