[Verse 1]
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Jarrreeen Benton
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I kill a beat and paralyze a chorus
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Fuck up your city like they let loose a Tyrannosaurus
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Uh my pen is definite since rigamortous
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My tongues a lethal weapon huh my bitch is a sorceress
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Three Sixes and torches, three killers on horses
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Drag a bitch through the forest
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Oh the scene is so morbid so sick and so torturess
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But Jarren adores it
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So open your eyes bitches you better absorb it
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I'm painting you portaits they feeding you horse shit
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They visions distorted leave them dead in theyre porsches
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Theres voices inside my head but I'm scared of these voices
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They want me to kill turning rappers to corpses
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I'm chopping em up put there organs in porridge
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I hunger for blood appetite is enormous
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[Hook]
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And this is entering through your speakers
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I can't sleep until I introduce you niggas to the Reaper
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Cuz they So infatuated with the cars and the clothes
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Me I got a thing for stabbing beats and killing flows
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I'm a Murder Murder Murder Murder
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Blood stains cover up my hands and on my paper
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Bodies in the trunk of other rappers and you haters
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I'm a Murder Murder Murder Murder
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[Verse 2]
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Yeah yeah
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K-I-L-L-E-R Killer
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Pop right back from the dead like thriller
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ATLien east side nigguh
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Sips malt liqour
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Sick thoughts nigguh
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Semi-Automatic I'm a terminate a faggot
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When the body decompose you can only see the maggots
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Cut a motherfuckers head off with a hatchet
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Change back at it Sick black magic
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Infatuated with murder
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Intoxicated I'll serve up
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Them bodies thick when they burn up
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My DNA will not turn up
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What that shit don't concern us
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Got bodies locked in the basement
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They on the floor or in the furnace
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Blagh!
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I'm feeling insane my brains about to pop
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I think I'm changing I'm transforming like an auto bot
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I keep on killing what a feeling no I'm not gonna stop
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Electric Shock Therapy better but what a thousand watts
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Straight jackets come equipped with 38 latches
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Not enough to contain a man with a crazed habit
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[Hook]
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And this is entering through your speakers
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I can't sleep until I introduce you niggas to the Reaper
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Cuz they So infatuated with the cars and the clothes
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Me I got a thing for stabbing beats and killing flows
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I'm a Murder Murder Murder Murder
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Blood stains cover up my hands and on my paper
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Bodies in the trunk of other rappers and you haters
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I'm a Murder Murder Murder Murder
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I'm A Murder
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Jarren Benton |