Correction Lyrics Homicidal Thoughts by Lord Finesse

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f**k Jehovah
f**k love
f**k life
Kill
f**king die, b*t*h
Yeah

Last night, just killed an ugly b*t*h and I'm proud of it
Knife going through her neck, oh I loved the sound of it
Killed a punk motherf**ker and take his mama out for dinner
Got nice and sweet on her, then I put my d**k all up in her
Took her back to the crib and tied her to the master bed
Drowned herself in henny, now she f**ked up in the head
I don't give a f**k about you suicidal thots
With fake ass cuts and suicidal thoughts
I'm f**ked up, 'cause of these homicidal thoughts
sh*t's too much, I can't fight all thoughts

I hate every inch of this motherf**king place
I'm in this rage and it gives me a f**king daze
Everyday I do sh*t that will give me a murder case
Just wait 'till I put a bullet in someones f**king face

Motherf**ker wanna fight
He looking like a dyke, he wanna die
b*t*h, I ain't playing around
I swear to God, your body won't be found
Kill and kill another
Might as well kill my mother
She stayed with that motherf**ker
And he only wanted to f**k her
Threw his fist at her, God he f**king battered her
She stayed with him, my God I was so mad at her
f**ker beat me until I wanted to f**king die
And if I told her, she would call it a lie

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