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Sometimes I kiss her and I start shakin,
she slips me the tongue and it taste like bacon.
Uh oh somethings wrong baby's upset.
She told me she was spotted by the neighbors kid.
She cant come back now cause they know our secret
Unless I can make them keep it.
If I do she may come to life now in their yard with a shotgun and knife.
Cut the screen
Went in and found the kid
Blew a bowl of spaghetti in the side of his head,the daddy was next runnin down the hall,I shredded his throat and he was
Quick to fall,tossed the mossberg and gripped the knife,started stabin the shit out of his wife,
Went home a bloody mess with a job well done.
Wash up and wait for my baby to come
Mood: Blah
Music: Icp
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