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MURDERCORP.© Presents: Kill Your TV: 3(D)
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You ain't a punk, bitch, you're a punk bitch.
You ain't a punk, bitch, you're a punk bitch.
Call me Murder Mayne, Myke Murder Mayne,
Who?
Call me Murder Mayne, Myke Murder Mayne.
MURDERCORP.©'s the mother fucking company you better respect it,
you better just check this shit right now (right now? RIGHT NOW!)
gettin high right now, cause I'm writing right now
so I'm thinking...everything that you're seeing in your life is a lie
I venomize the spies while looking em in the eyes,
and they hide by disguise you disgust me,
trust me, you could never see what this punk sees, you're lucky…
I'm not so fortunate, hopefully worse isn't coming close to the force coming closer
Metamorphosis...what kind of door is this? spinning black hole even more of a trip
I am changing into a changeling, brains rearranging, strings straight dangling
handling the mainframe, gain came quick but my minds in a strange place,
ace in the hole, on the internet looking at you with a straight face
dissapear without a trace (GONE)
hit the boom and the bass then I'm home back to outer space
yeah see fuck a machine gun, I kill with a mean tongue
20 somethin' years young, green thumbin, mean muggin
any motherfucker with a dum face
so no wonder why I'm gettin jumped by the whole place
for the human race I envision no faith...
but I'm here sober, just mode in and boasting my strengths
and I know no weights, and I hold no hate, heyyy
so what do you say?
better know my fucking name
Myke Murder Mayne - MURDERCORP.©
call me Murder Mayne, Myke Murder Mayne
better here me,
motherfucker know what I'm saying
call me Myke Murder mayne
MURDERCORP.© is the business, Bruiser is the gang…
better know the name right now motherfucker
and realize that I ain't playing
or you'll get mic murderd mayne…by Myke Murder mayne
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You ain't a punk, bitch, you're a punk bitch.
You ain't a punk, bitch, you're a punk bitch.
Call me Murder Mayne, Myke Murder mayne.
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