and then I'll stick my finger in it and melt it like it was hot sun.
Well I can turn your adam's apple into apple juice,
start to strangle mother fuckers til their face turns blue.
I can be the world's greatest serial killer of all time,
and I'll end your fuckin life at the drop of a dime.
I can float above the clouds way up in the sky,
and it's my choice if I live or die.
Or I can be the strange pizza man that always knocks twice,
and when you open your door I give your fuckin neck a slice.
I can take a million dollars and just throw it away,
cuz it will never replace a single ounce of my sanity.
I can be the last angel standing on top of the hill,
or the green demon waiting on your window sill.
And I can become an icon for the oppressed,
cuz their hearts still beating in their unforgiven chest.
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You don't wanna be like me, don't wanna be like,
you don't wanna be lie me, don't wanna be like,
and this is the mind of a serial killa.
I can buy a shotgun from Target with attempts to set it off,
I can load that bitch in the parking lot and shoot that shit off.
And I can be the book of the dead, a vampire or demon,
but either way you're fucked cuz when I leave you're not breathing.
Well I can part the sea with the wand of a wizard,
and turn a hot day into a windy blizzard.
I can be an axe in the backs of people who wanna trash talk,
and leave your body slaughtered all over your momma's sidewalk.
I can disapear into the air like a phantom in the night,
and I can die if I'm exposed to excessive sunlight.
And I can show you how to dig a bitches grave in less than 20 seconds,
and I'll shove that bitch in there and let her family to get guessing.
I can grab you out of your world and show you horrible things,
and I can show you the terror htat curiosity brings.
And I can be the last straw htat pust you over the edge,
and leaves 11 at your workplace dead.
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You,
Me,
You,
and this is the mind of a serial killa,
you,
me,
you,
and this is the mind if a serial killa.