(Michael Bethke). This is a song about the White Hen Decapitator.. Killed his co-worker with a chef knife they used in the store.. And for some reason he cut off his co-workers head..
(Jeffery Dahmer ). Jeffery lived in Milwaukee with eleven men. But they were in pieces because he dismembered them.. What=B9s that smell? - did something die.
Jeffrey lived in Milwaukee with eleven men. But they were in pieces because he dismembered them. . What's that smell? Did something die?. The landlord thought that it was coming from outside.
(James Edward Pough). Here=B9s a story that=B9s true about James Edward Pough, who's car was =. repossessed so here=B9s what he decided to do.. James Pough, eleven human he slew. James Pough was forty - two..
( Richard Speck ). Richard Speck stayed in Chicago.. He took some pills and drank some alcohol.. He tried to wreck nine nurses but one of them got away..
Verse 1. . There's somethin' bout that flare inside. That's only lit when love has died. When sparks that grew to flames. Now fall to ash. . It'll make you toss.
There is love, there is lust. There is love fueled lust. Little thing called trust which I must not break for you. Forsaking all others but you. . There are storms I must brave.
[mac]. No limit black sheep, played the back seat for months. Stayed away from the tanqueray, bitches and blunts. Still mac nigga, ain't nothin changed.
Yeah, KLC DJ Wop, it's all about them hoes. I know my nigga, Wop don't love them hoes. My nigga KL, he ain't loving them hoes. My nigga Cult definitely ain't loving them hoes.
[skull duggery]. We deadly. We deadly, ahh. We deadly, ahh. We deadly, ahh. We deadly, ahh. We deadly, ahh. We deadly, ahh. . [mac]. My rap style is kill kill, never forget that.
Chorus (mac) :. . It's world war. Can't nobody run and hide. It's world war. 'cause everybody's gonna die. It's world war nigga. Can't no nigga run from me they gun for me and come for me.
I see you smile. and I wonder what you mean. with that expression. I can't be sure. Cause you have. fooled me before. And every day. I try so hard. to find you.
You come walking in here. Like a runaway train. You better cool that engine down. Cause Ive been there done that. And baby youre no where bound. Back from the west coast.
Kalii Palmer/Ronnie Kimball/Sandy Ramos. Its a beautiful day and Im riding round got the top down. And the radios playing Keith Urban. And the wind is blowin through my hair hey I dont care.
Did you think I was gonna. Sit at home crying myself to sleep. Did you think I wouldnt make it. On my own. Without you here with me. Well you couldnt be more wrong boy.
My soul cries. And my ears are bleeding. My mind is haunted. And you don't stop disturbing me. . People are out of control. Everywhere and every time.
Well I beg your pardon girl but I think it's time we had a talk. You know exactly who I am and what I want. You seem to be a bit confused about what's your's and what's mine.
I give you love, you make me cry, I tell you truth, you tell me lies. Pain is all you ever put me through. What am I doing loving you, baby? What am I doing loving you?.
Little-death and broken brain, stay. Step up to the stage. Black boots, skeletal dreams say. A new-age outrage. Close your wings and take your checkerboard and get away.
You and I. Began slowly. You thanked me. Like everything's easy. And the bed light held out. . You and I. Were divided. By a flight case. Or a floodlight.