The Staleness | ||||||
Let me see your throat thing there buddy, I'ma chop it, see the idea is to make you die.(Stop it) I don't know why but your heart beat offends me, I need to cut you off at the wind pipe desperately,(Like, how about cutting your own neck) I did, 17 times why you think i talk like this? Before I cut myself THIS WAS MY VOICE, now gimmie your neck pipe you dont have no fuckin choice!(I'm not ready to die) niether was Easy E, what makes you so fuckin special you can escape the wrath(You mean Wraith), I said Wraith, now shut the fuck up, and give me your wind pipe so I can cut that mother fucker(Pick somebody else) I'm picking everybody I can find, and you happen to be the next mother fucker in line(Ok lets do it) Keep still right here and about 1,2,3, of those mother fuckers, I'm outta here> (Chorus) Let me make the pain be gone, I wanna, STAB, STAB, STAB, It's like murdering be giving me a calm i need to, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, Let me make the pain be gone, I wanna, STAB, STAB, STAB, Its like murdering be giving me a calm i need to (Ah ha...What kind of circus is this?) How you gonna give me a straight jacket when I'm crooked? Took it, shook it, ripped it and unzipped it and waited for the nurse guy to bring me my tray, jumped him from behind and turned his head backworrd my way, took all his keys and a crate of Methadone, masturbated on myself and leaped out the winder, Then I turned around and went right back in once i realized I could of grabbed a gang of Fornamdehyde. Suddenly another fuckin gaurd shot me; I played the whole movie shits off like you got me, laid there playin dead and when he checked my pockets i stuck my knuckles deep in his eye socket. By now there was guards everywhere I'm steady cuttin heads off surfin on a wheel chair, and too many guards finally put me away, but was it the real Violent J? (Chorus) Let me make the pain be gone I wanna, STAB, STAB, STAB, It's like murdering be giving me a calm I need to YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, Let me make the pain be gone I wanna STAB, STAB, STAB, It's like murdering be giving me a calm I need to YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, "It kills the pain it;s the only thing that kills the pain, I'm sorry" I'm so sorry that I'm so stale, I'm so sorry I'm stale. But still I gotta murder your face, man I'm sorry I'm stale. (repeats til end) |