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Versuri Murder go round
- Icp

[Violent J]
What can I say, man, I hit him with the brick
Killed the little prick, him and his chick
Tried to be slick but you ain't slinky
You're brinky, you're dinky, you suck my twinkie
I don't give a f***k if you call me a clown
Break it on down, it's murder go round
What'cha dishing out, I betcha ya it comes back to ya
If you're trying to creep, I'd hate to say I never knew ya
Once upon a time in the ghetto zone
A ten-foot led pipe slapped on my dome
I'm laying in the street with blood oozing out my head
Excuse me, motherf***ker, was it something I said
Forks up, forks down, man, forks sideways
Then he grabbed my finger and he said crime pays
Swung on his pipe once again for the road
"Hold up, dawg, " UH! this s***t gets old
Now I walk the streets with a shattered skull
I'm gonna swing my axe to his jaw
Where the motherf***ker at? Where the motherf***ker stay?
How ya gonna f***k with the juggla Jay-ay-ay
There he sits so I knock on the door
Pops opened up.. pops hit the floor
Then I chop chop pops twice in his nugget
Well, he didn't do s***t, f***k it
It's the murder go round


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