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Tytuł: Murder 101

  • Wykonawca: Pro-Pain
  • Wy¶wietleń: 275
TO KEEP THE FIRE BURNIN' YOU MUST FEED THE FLAME
   AND THIS FLAME IS BURNIN' FAST
   THE DRUG LORDS ARE YEARNIN' FOR YOU GIVE THEM YOUR NAME
   FIRST, MIDDLE INITIAL, LAST
   "MY JOB SUCKS" YOU SAY IT'S LIKE DOIN' TIME
   "I FEEL LIKE SUCH A JERK"
   BUT 500 BUCKS A DAY ARE BETTER THAN NINE
   DOLLARS FOR TWO HOURS WORK
  
   SO GET OUT YOUR PEN AND PAPER, BETTER START TAKING NOTES
   GET A LECTURE FROM THE DEVIL, HE'S ABOUT TO TAKE YOUR COAT
   AND WHEN THE CLASS IS OVER, IF YOU PASS YOU GET YOUR GUN
   NOTHING'S EVER SACRED HERE IN MURDER 101
  
   A COLD BLOODED KILL IS MY FINAL EXAM
   IF HE'S DEAD I PASS
   MY BONES START TO CHILL AND MY NERVES START TO JAM
   I PUMP THREE MORE SLUGS IN HIS CHEST
   WAKE ME UP TOMORROW AND I'LL SHOW YOU NO REMORSE
   TO PROVE THAT I'M A MAN
   THE ABSENTEE WAS SORROW WHO IS SURE TO FLUNK THE COURSE
   WHO WITNESSED THE VIOLENCE AND RAN