[Violent J:]
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The first time, I didn't even feel guilty
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Never washed off, stayed bloody and filthy
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Just laid there next to the kid all night
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Kind of soaking it all in, and feeling alright
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I wasn't even old enough to drive yet, it was hell
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I had to put him on my handlebars and dump him down a well
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I try to feed of that until I couldn't anymore
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By my sixteenth birthday, my total had grown to four.
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[Monoxide:]
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I ain't afraid of you, but be afraid of me
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Cause when the lights go down, there ain't no stopping me
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Memories of my first real killing
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They found her all tied up, just hanging from the ceiling.
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What I was feeling was just so dark and twisted
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I couldn't believe I just did this.
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Now I'm stuck in my very own private Hell
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Will I ever do it again? Time will tell.
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[Chorus:]
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My first time
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I was in control until the blood
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It was my first time
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The bloody mess I had to clean up
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It was my first time
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I know this ain't right
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It was my first time
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I finally took someone else's life
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[Shaggy:]
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Every time I lay my ass down to sleep
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I pray to fuck these memories seize
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Bloody face and final breaths taken
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But the first, uh, what was I thinking?
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Just a piece of rope and a pair of hands
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It was a man, but she kept talking man
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Suffocation, through the mouth breathing
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I chocked her for the very first time for no reason.
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[Blaze:]
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It was eleven on my clock, I remember that much
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In the graveyard waiting for the dope man to show up
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Ten minuets pasts, and there's still no sign
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Just then off in the night, I see some headlights
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A car rolls by, driving slow and I don't know
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I thought it was my folk, I ain't pulled the.44
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They stopped the ride, started blasting
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The fist time I didn't pull the heat
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Damn, this what happened
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[Chorus:]
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My first time
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I was in control until the blood
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It was my first time
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The bloody mess I had to clean up
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It was my first time
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I know this ain't right
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It was my first time
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I finally took someone else's life
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[Madrox:]
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First time my knife touched skin
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And the red blood started flowing so quick I just couldn't quit
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Kept stabbing until everything that I seen was red
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The pillow, the blankets, the walls, and even the bed
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One color dominating everything like contemporary art
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Am I the killer or artist with bloody heart?
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Then I curled into a ball in the corner of the room
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Feeling like a creep in the light of the moon.
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[ABK:]
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If I took this gun and put a hole in your chest
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It won't compare to the first time I put someone to rest
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Kind of like a dream, but on a nightmare level
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Every time I think about it I can still hear the shovel
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Diggin' deep into the dirt to try to hide the pain
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Knowing I got away with something I'll regret in the end
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I really shouldn't have never done it
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But fuck it, I did him in
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The first person that I killed was my first best friend
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[Chorus:]
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My first time
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I was in control until the blood
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It was my first time
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The bloody mess I had to clean up
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It was my first time
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I know this ain't right
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It was my first time
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I finally took someone else's life
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Someone else's life first
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Someone else's life
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My 1st Time
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