| Yeah
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| I mean I hear what you’re saying
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| I mean you got carried away in the moment
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| And I could forgive you
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| I could do that
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| I could do anything
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| If I wanted to I could buy you a Lexus truck with a white leather interior (I could)
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| I could kill off some bears and dogs and shit
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| Just to make you a fur coat
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| I could love you and treat you with class
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| And Have babies fallin' all out your ass
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| But thinkin about that
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| I feel I’d rather kill you
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| (Cause I got you in my car and u ain’t goin' nowhere bitch, you’re dead)
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| I’d rather cut that neck in half
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| I’d rather choke out that bitch ass
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| I’d rather chop and never stop
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| Because you fucked my homie
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| I’d rather cut that neck in half
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| I’d rather choke out that bitch ass
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| I’d rather chop and never stop
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| Because you fucked my homie
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| I could take all the facepaint off and get a real job workin' for your dad
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| I would rather take a 10 pound axe and stick it in your daddys forehead
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| I could let you move into my house
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| You’d fuck the neighbour everytime I go out
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| And wipe his nut on my pillow (Oh)
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| But I think id rather kill you
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| (Cause we parked all alone in this dark alley way, hey)
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| I’d rather cut that neck in half
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| I’d rather choke out that bitch ass
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| I’d rather chop and never stop
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| Because you fucked my homie
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| I’d rather cut that neck in half
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| I’d rather choke out that bitch ass
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| I’d rather chop and never stop
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| Because you fucked my homie
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| Im the one that killed your precious cat and stuffed him in your fuckin mailbox
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| If I only hadn’t cut off my hair I’d choke you with all my dreadlocks
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| When I scream at the moon every night
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| You should have known something just ain’t right
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| Cause im going to slap you (Bitch)
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| And then im going to kill you
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| (Cause the moon told me to and it’s watching us right now)
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| I’d rather cut that neck in half
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| I’d rather choke out that bitch ass
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| I’d rather chop and never stop
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| Because you fucked my homie
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| I’d rather cut that neck in half
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| I’d rather choke out that bitch ass
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| I’d rather chop and never stop
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| Because you fucked my homie
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| I could go back to school instead
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| And try to get my diploma, I know
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| I’d much rather bang your head on the wall
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| Until you fall into a coma
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| Cause i can’t get you out of my head
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| I’d cut my head off but then I would be dead
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| And I ain’t the only mutherfucker that’s dying
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| So lets just die together
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| I’d rather cut that neck in half
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| I’d rather choke out that bitch ass
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| I’d rather chop and never stop
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| Because you fucked my homie (lets just die together)
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| I’d rather cut that neck in half
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| I’d rather choke out that bitch ass
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| I’d rather chop and never stop
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| Because you fucked my homie (lets just die together)
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| I’d rather cut that neck in half
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| I’d rather choke out that bitch ass
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| I’d rather chop and never stop
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| Because you fucked my homie (lets just die together)
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| I’d rather cut that neck in half
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| I’d rather choke out that bitch ass
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| I’d rather chop and never stop
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| Because you fucked my homie (lets just die together) |