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I live life like I'm playing a game of X-boxI don't give a fuck if I die or get caughtThere I am, god-damn, everything was smoothI woke up with a bloody bitch dead in the bathroomMy wicked shit praise that I heard through the daysSomehow now relays my new murderous waysViolent J's not around but Moon Glorious is thereScared of fucking death, and what's happening hereBlood in the tub as I scrub a dub, on my knees geezI hope she ain't have a diseaseI need the keys to the shed, I'm a cut the head offMy daddy got a knife in there to cut lead offHow should I do this, what sounds fun?I just sat on her headpiece and twiddled my thumbsFinally said fuck it, stomped her faceSunk in like a pumpkin, I left no traceAnother bitch dead (On my bathroom floor)Another bitch dead (on my bathroom floor)Another bitch dead (In my bathroom)Find me, deep in the night I be thuggingAnother bitch dead (On my bathroom floor)Another bitch dead (On my bathroom floor)Another bitch dead (In my bathroom)Find me, end of the night I be scrubbingLetras de cancionesYou must think I'm some kind of fucking idiot, don't ya?What you think I'm a do, warn you when I'm on ya?That's what TV do, with forensic filesTeaching all your secrets and stylesGot that (alumina phollisone) for your crime labYou'll find nothing but a carcass slabI got forty dead bodies all buried out backAnd if a limb's sticking out when I'm mowing I handle thatThis bitch don't, she deserve thisShe had a neden that wouldn't provide serviceShe even stuck a stiletto in my eyeThree inches deep and I still couldn't see whyI had to stab her with a toothbrush in the throatAnd then stuff the bitch mouth with a bar of soapDrown the bitch in a toilet at thatLook at them tiles, she dead on crackAnother bitch dead (On my bathroom floor)Another bitch dead (on my bathroom floor)Another bitch dead (In my bathroom)Find me, deep in the night I be thuggingAnother bitch dead (On my bathroom floor)Another bitch dead (On my bathroom floor)Another bitch dead (In my bathroom)Find me, end of the night I be scrubbingFour o' clock in the morning out here and one slip upHad to freeze her so the bitch ain't a dripperUnzip the zipper, feel like Jack the RipperHad to monkey flip her in a wood chipperBlood on my walls, mirrors and floorsSome even on the carpet from under the doorsI never saw so much fucking blood beforeA slutty whore with more blood than a dinosaurAjax (here's a quarter), call Mr. CleanTell him and Comet they're needed at the sceneScrubbed all night to some old color me badWrapped up the bloody towels in a garbage bagSend it to the curb, it ain't absurdThis week's been good, that bitch was the thirdHell's Pit's gots a cactus waiting on my assSo expect me to cry when its time to passAnother bitch dead (On my bathroom floor)Another bitch dead (on my bathroom floor)Another bitch dead (In my bathroom)Find me, deep in the night I be thuggingAnother bitch dead (On my bathroom floor)Another bitch dead (On my bathroom floor)Another bitch dead (In my bathroom)Find me, end of the night I be scrubbing From Letras Mania