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Necro - Do The Charles Manson Şarkı Sözleri
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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...
[chorus x2 (chorus missing the first "i´m all about america"]
[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
[chorus x2 (chorus missing the first "i´m all about america"]
[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
[chorus (chorus missing the first "i´m all about america"]
[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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