i m so axl rose around my pack of smokes sippin and spillin this jack and coke all over my clothes kickin it on shows with bummest hoes what you ain t heard about young wicked oh shit your momma know i came to the crib taking a hit take a body to the back gotta change it a bit i ain t came for fucking i m just cuttin on this bitches instead cuttin on this bitches neck nothing with the every scream m o e baby murder over everything i m sicker than the avarage and i can t find the antidote pictures on my cameras confessions of a cannibal tryin to erase my visions but the voices bringing me back for more murder more have your bloody body hanging vertical inner sleepy hollow like sweeney todd when i m serving those meat pies made from my skills with the surgical disguies as the cable guy on the service scope he smiles when she realizes he s murderer one more body bloody bodies ain t a thang two two more visions three words on my brian four four five six six six like a scary dream m o e murder over everything murder over everything x3 murder over everything confessions of a cannibal murder over everything x3 murder over everything confessions of a cannibal murder motherfucker yeah they call me that all day and night takin out the evil cause these bitches don t be actin right yeah i m tight yeah i m fresh fuck you up for talkin shit shooting bullshit at me but my shine will keep on blocking it droppin clips murder more i m a fuckin animal like a lion i m a king and killin all them fucking hoes call me freddy when you re sleepin i ll be standin over you dice you up and serve you up for dinner too coming through get it right murder over everything don t give a fuck what you bring cause it don t affect me m o e till i d i e what you know bout a m b garcia brother and i rep that a x e sick in the head sick in the dome bodies burried beneath my home and now you know i filled my four and want some more when i rock when i spit when i smoke when you see the a m b it s m o e 