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 Let me see ya throat thing there, buddy, I'ma chop it 
See the idea is to make you die, stop it 
I don't know why but your heart beat offends me 
I need to cut you off at the windpipe desperately 
 
Like, how 'bout cuttin' your own neck, I did 
Seventeen times, why you think I talk like this? 
Before I cut myself this was my voice 
Now, gimme your neck pipe, you don't have no fuckin' choice 
 
I'm not ready to die, neither was Eazy E 
What makes you so fuckin' special, you can escape the Wreath 
You mean Wraith, I said, “Wraith”, now shut the fuck up 
And give me you windpipe so I can cut the motherfucker 
 
Pick somebody else, I'm pickin' anybody I can find 
And you happen to be the next motherfucker in line 
Okay, let's do it, keep still, right there 
And about one, two, three of those motherfuckers, I'm outta here 
 
Let me make the pain be gone, I wanna stab, stab, stab 
It's like, murdering be givin' me a calm, I need to yeah, yeah, yeah 
Let me make the pain be gone, I wanna stab, stab, stab 
It's like, murdering be givin' me a calm, I need to 
Ah, ha, what kind of circus is this? 
 
How you gonna give me a straight jacket when I'm crooked 
Took it and shook it, ripped it and unzipped it 
And waited for the nurse guy to bring me my tray 
Jumped him from behind and turned his head backwards, my way 
 
Took all his keys and a crate of Methadone 
Masturbated on myself and leaped out the window 
Then I turned around and went right back inside 
Once I realized, I could've grabbed a gang of Formeldahyde 
 
Suddenly another fuckin' guard shot me 
I played the whole movie shits off like, "You got me" 
Laid there, playin' dead and when he checked my pockets 
I jabbed my fuckin' thumb, knuckle deep in his eye socket 
 
By now there was guards everywhere 
I'm steady cuttin' heads off, surfin' on a wheelchair 
And too many bullets finally put me away 
But was it the real Violent J? 
 
Let me make the pain be gone, I wanna stab, stab, stab 
It's like, murdering be givin' me a calm, I need to yeah, yeah, yeah 
Let me make the pain be gone, I wanna stab, stab, stab 
It kills the pain, it's the only thing that kills the pain, I'm sorry 
 
I'm so sorry that I'm so stale, I'm so sorry I'm stale 
But still I gotta murder your face, man, I'm sorry I'm stale 
I'm so sorry that I'm so stale, I'm so sorry I'm stale 
But still I gotta murder your face, man, I'm sorry I'm stale 
 
I'm so sorry that I'm so stale, I'm so sorry I'm stale 
But still I gotta murder your face, man, I'm sorry I'm stale 
I'm so sorry that I'm so stale, I'm so sorry I'm stale 
But still I gotta murder your face, man, I'm sorry I'm stale 
 
Yeah, that's right, we just stale as fuckin' fuck 
Suicidilist, juggalos, we just stale 
No matter what, we always gon be stale as fuck 
Is that just how [Incomprehensible] 
This [Incomprehensible] motherfucker 
I was on the first jokers car and the last [Incomprehensible] 
  
            
 
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