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    Let me see your throught thing there buddy, I'ma Chop it, see the idea is to
    make
    you die -(Stop it)- I dont know why but your heart beat offends me, I need to
    cut you off at the wind pipe desperately -(Like, how about cuttin' your own
    neck)- I did, seventen times, why you think i talk like this? Before i cut
    myself / This Was My Voice/ now gimme your neck pipe, you dont have no fuckin'
    choice -(Im not ready to die)- neither was Easy -E, whut makes you so fuckin'
    special you can escape the wrath -(You mean the Wraith) - I said Wraith, now
    shut the fuck up, and wind pipe so I can cut that mother fucker -(Pick
    somebody else) - Im pickin' anybody i can find, and you happen to be the next
    mother fucker in line -(Ok let's do it) - Keep still right there and about 1,
    2, 3 of those mother fuckers i'm outta here

    Let me make the pain be gone / I wanna / STAB, STAB, STAB
    Its like / Murdering be giving me a calm / I need ta / YEAH, YEAH, YEAH. Let me
    make the pain be gone / I wanna / STAB, STAB, STAB / Its like / Murdering be
    giving me a calm / I need ta (Ah ha... Whut kind of circus is this)

    How you gonna give me a straight jacket when Im 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 back inside, once i realized i could of grabbed a gang
    of Formaldehyde. Suddenly another fuckin' gaurd shot me, I played the whole
    movie shit off like "You got me" . Laid there playin' dead and when he checked
    my pockets I jabbed my fuckin' thumb knuckle in his eye socket. By now there
    was guards everywhere, Im steady cuttin' off heads, surfin' on a wheel chair,
    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
    Its like / Murdering be giving me a calm / I need ta / YEAH, YEAH, YEAH. Let me
    make the pain be gone / I wanna / STAB, STAB, STAB / It kills the pain, ahe its
    the only thing that kills the pain im sorry!
    Im so sorry that Im so stale... Im so sorry Im stale. But still I gotta murder
    your face... man Im sorry Im stale. Im so sorry that Im so stale... Im so sorry

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