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Axe Murder Boys

Woke up again all alone just me and my broken soul I aint got no where to go I cant breath no weed I cant even smoke and so eat pills cause they calm

and tell us What's going on with him and What he wants to change about himself If you will Ummm hello everybody My name is Violent J and I'm an axe murderer

, give back the tobasco you mother fuckers mustsanot know the tic tac songs time to show you the mo kick ass flow in the cosmos Picasso with a pick axe

houses or homes for the insane Like the deformed son who was locked in a shed Later escaped when he chopped off their heads Why do axe murderers only

me Hot rhythms stimulate me Can't help but swing it boy Swing it brother swing Don't stop the beat that's Slapped this foolish brat Come on swing me boys

spot I punish and plot with Mix-a-Lot Now where's the leader at? Gotta get him back Gotta get the gat, gotta get the axe Call it a revengeful murderous

shit in the river The cat and my boys saw five go down Can ya get a free ride? (No, not again) On the murder go round (Nooo!!!) [Chorus] Murder go round, murder

flow, give back the tobasco You mother fuckers mustsanot know the tic tac songs Time to show you the mo kick ass flow in the cosmos Picasso with a pick axe

a cab down Guess who in the Benz wagon, dragging my sound down Macking it was Dale Breedy the greedy Caniving ass snake genie Cop with a bikini will murder