Instead of shootin all my children in a lifestyle
Probably won't last long, you know it's been a while
I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush
Jack the rippers an amatuer compaired to me, im the killer creature children are afraid of,
But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned
My sting has a suffering throb i dream and hope of win ning the gold
Children en-captured in the fact there's one thing he can't get
While everybody got ammunition on deck
Sometimes we overlook the fact that we be ridin' hard on our sisters
Wars all the way, every day people suffering from food and water dearth,
Never wish this upon any of enemies, father suffering the penalties
No matter how low you go you're not lowlyand i, hear that you made a few enemies
Screams,i thought we killed em,thank god he didn't the thought of children
This shit get critical, always gotta get different one
As much as i wanna leave
Actors got paid to spread the disease
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