sunshine
Murder, mo' murder, mo' murder
Murder, mo' murder, mo' murder
Murder, mo' murder, mo' murder
Murder, mo' murder, mo' murder
Murder, mo' murder, mo' murder
Murder, mo' murder, mo' murder
Murder, mo' murder, mo' murder
Murder, mo' murder, mo' murder
$lickity- $lickity $loth the butcher creepin' through with that mystic style
Smokin' on whatever, been a junkie since I was a child
Every time I think of death, I start to grin and crack a smile
Never gave no fuck about this life—and that's me keepin' it mild
Killer gorilla, maniac, put they ashes on my blunt
The police keep hollerin', "where they at?"
Buried them in front the lawn
The $carecrow with silent weapons, I pull the trigger and disperse
The bodies get dumped in acid, so they have no need of a hearse
Lookin' at the window like I'm staring at a television
Smoking just to pass the time
$lick had died, and Christ has risen
Listen to the sixes hissing, tipping crucifixes
Missin' pieces in my wrist, it seems I'm sleepin', chest beatin' ceases
Ridin' in the Cadillac with cataracts, lungs black and chapped
Should have put a cap on those ashes, lackin' in fashion
(Fuck—) Getting cashed out, bitch, I'm lackin'
You're plastic, recyclable and everlasting, uh
Murder, mo' murder, mo' murder
Murder, mo' murder, mo' murder
Murder, mo' murder, mo' murder