The Painter's Crime Scene (ft. R...

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Written to an Ekko beat

//(Rose)
There's blood everywhere, and guts on the floor.
The police show up and kick open the door.
And I feel like they couldn't take all of the gore.
When they took a closer look at the body, they saw a ripped necklace.
And inspecting the body, they determined the killer was reckless and careless.
The mother of the victim, outside, feeling helpless and crying.
It turns out the killer and the victim were both fighting.
Then the killer couldn't take it anymore, so she grabbed a fucking knife and swinged at her face.
They found out who the killer was, since they found much evidence.
Turned out it was me, wow they must have so much fucking intelligence.
Then I heard police sirens and shook.
Then the cops kicked open my door and held their guns.
They had so many reasons to arrest me, take someone's existence.
They put me at the back of the car as we drove off in the distance.
And God herself won't forgive me for such sins.
But the devil will love me for my bad intentions.
//(Mav)
There's crimson everywhere, some blotches of viscera like, mascara
A stabbing in the area
Constabularies investigate after what a witness said would just scare ya
Them's shook, said there's a 'blueberry Rosary in her bloody hair clumps'
There was, evidence the slayer was nefarious to what a prayer's fa
Out the window a weeping woman, seeming sulky streaks running, running down her cheeks teal
Prints convince what the scene was put in, re-vealing a disagreement, dragged out the fe-male
Slits drip down to teeth, assailant slit her lips and gouged her teempell
They just wanted to paint the town red ((details!) taste of metallic on his palette/palate;
How heee killed)
Maimed dame! Told the 5-0 it's framed
Macabre art, like Clive Barker oh, ah Edvard! 'Tis awfully dark
It'd be my pleasure to lighten up the carnage 'fore it stops ya heart
A masterpiece canvas, nothing evil about this easel
Although I guess this was another one of my psychotic runs
Interrogation lead apparent, I painted this with somebody's blood,
This, that, the forth, sweat and tears I always put
Oh, allow me to daub the brush, officer, trust me I'm almost done.

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