[00:03.69][Trap Hou$e $crim:]
[00:35.35]I got these wicked ways
[00:37.41]Creeping on a trick
[00:39.22]Ready to blast on a su**er with no remorse
[00:41.07]Load the clip, wigs I split
[00:43.70]Infrared in my hand
[00:45.70]Murder was all on my f***ing mind
[00:47.83]Psychopath, lunatic, crucifix, pop that nine
[00:51.72]It's that West Bank killer walking around like thriller
[00:54.47]Chop up the body and bury the brain
[00:56.54]Sniffing the, sniffing the coca caine
[00:58.67]Kill a m*****f***** just to pawn his chain
[01:00.67]Tell me how it feels to be alive in a grave
[01:02.80]Tell me where's your God when your trying to get saved
[01:04.85]Tell me where's your God when your body's full of pain
[01:06.95]Tell mw where's your God when your body's full of pain?!
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[01:09.25]I'm gripping and whipping the pistol
[01:10.68]The mission to make the blood trickle
[01:12.16]The sickle the cell, I'm just so f***ing sickening
[01:14.23]I'm sorry my ways are just so f***ing wicked
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[01:17.09]I'm gripping and whipping the pistol
[01:18.81]The mission to make the blood trickle
[01:20.36]The sickle the cell, I'm just so f***ing sickening
[01:22.35]I'm sorry my ways are just so f***ing wicked
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[01:31.93][Yung Plague:]
[01:41.67]Black out the sun turning day into night
[01:44.19]B**** Yung Plague got a blade in one hand it's a knife
[01:46.13]In my right first a pitchfork or maybe a trident
[01:48.06]That murder I tried it, and I f***ing liked it
[01:50.29]I sliced 'em, I diced 'em
[01:51.37]Got blood on my white shirt
[01:52.42]I let the stain dry and then cried out my third eye
[01:54.45]They heard that I died
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[01:58.11]Meet me in the graveyard
[02:00.82]Tombs got my trademark
[02:02.81]Sky stays dark, and the moon brings out my decayed bark
[02:07.58]Meet me in the graveyard
[02:08.98]Tombs got my trademark
[02:11.04]Sky stays dark, and the moon brings out my decayed bark
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[02:16.30]Meet me in the graveyard
[02:17.49]Tombs got my trademark
[02:19.42]Sky stays dark, and the moon brings out my decayed bark
[02:23.93]Meet me in the graveyard
[02:25.64]Tombs got my trademark
[02:27.74]Sky stays dark, and the moon brings out my decayed bark