Kill Murder (The Map)
Mommy's dead
Daddy's dead
I killed the babysitter
Kill, murder
Kill, murder
I'm gonna go on killing streak, murder
Kill, murder
Kill, murder
Gimme my bottle, bash it over your head harder
Kill, murder
Kill, murder
I'm gonna go on killing streak, murder
Kill, murder
Kill, murder
Gimme my bottle, bash it over your head harder
Squirt, out of my pee-pee
Find a way out of this greasy house
I'm gonna find a way to kill you
Poison your food and be sure to drill you
Find my 666 circle, bitch
Slaughter a lamb, sacrifice you like a witch
Bitch, Imma kill you cause I got an itch
Mommy come here, gimme milk, I wanna sip
I don't need no damn bottle
I drink the hard shit
Hennessy and heroine, crazy with that coke shit
Slaughter all the kids in the play pit
I don't even give a damn if you're two years older than me, I'll spit
Dear my fellow friends and family
I killed everyone, there's no stoppin me
Dad is dead, mom is dead
Even the babysitter's dead, she bled red
Kill, murder
Kill, murder
I'm gonna go on killing streak, murder
Kill, murder
Kill, murder
Gimme my bottle, bash it over your head harder
Kill, murder
Kill, murder
I'm gonna go on killing streak, murder
Kill, murder
Kill, murder
Gimme my bottle, bash it over your head harder
Bitch, Imma scream
This woman on the street
Looked at me funny, Imma shoot her in the knee
You're probably wondering where I got this gun
I got it from a yard, it was buried in the dirt
Now that I think about it
I saw a hill next to it
No grass, just a mound with some bones in it
And the name on the gun is Bert
And I saw a bloody rock that was buried in dirt
Saw a map on the ground like a Dora
It said to meet me at the corner store
I wonder who it could have been for
It said "I am recruiting men for war"
Picked it up, flip it back, a D-O-G
Was telling me to come inside and see
I saw Bert, he had my corpse in his hand
Am I a ghost?
He said that the map was for me
Kill, murder
Kill, murder
Kill, murder
Kill, murder
I'm gonna go on killing streak, murder
Kill, murder
Kill, murder
Gimme my bottle, bash it over your head harder
Kill, murder
Kill, murder
I'm gonna go on killing streak, murder
Kill, murder
Kill, murder
Gimme my bottle, bash it over your head harder
Daddy's dead
I killed the babysitter
Kill, murder
Kill, murder
I'm gonna go on killing streak, murder
Kill, murder
Kill, murder
Gimme my bottle, bash it over your head harder
Kill, murder
Kill, murder
I'm gonna go on killing streak, murder
Kill, murder
Kill, murder
Gimme my bottle, bash it over your head harder
Squirt, out of my pee-pee
Find a way out of this greasy house
I'm gonna find a way to kill you
Poison your food and be sure to drill you
Find my 666 circle, bitch
Slaughter a lamb, sacrifice you like a witch
Bitch, Imma kill you cause I got an itch
Mommy come here, gimme milk, I wanna sip
I don't need no damn bottle
I drink the hard shit
Hennessy and heroine, crazy with that coke shit
Slaughter all the kids in the play pit
I don't even give a damn if you're two years older than me, I'll spit
Dear my fellow friends and family
I killed everyone, there's no stoppin me
Dad is dead, mom is dead
Even the babysitter's dead, she bled red
Kill, murder
Kill, murder
I'm gonna go on killing streak, murder
Kill, murder
Kill, murder
Gimme my bottle, bash it over your head harder
Kill, murder
Kill, murder
I'm gonna go on killing streak, murder
Kill, murder
Kill, murder
Gimme my bottle, bash it over your head harder
Bitch, Imma scream
This woman on the street
Looked at me funny, Imma shoot her in the knee
You're probably wondering where I got this gun
I got it from a yard, it was buried in the dirt
Now that I think about it
I saw a hill next to it
No grass, just a mound with some bones in it
And the name on the gun is Bert
And I saw a bloody rock that was buried in dirt
Saw a map on the ground like a Dora
It said to meet me at the corner store
I wonder who it could have been for
It said "I am recruiting men for war"
Picked it up, flip it back, a D-O-G
Was telling me to come inside and see
I saw Bert, he had my corpse in his hand
Am I a ghost?
He said that the map was for me
Kill, murder
Kill, murder
Kill, murder
Kill, murder
I'm gonna go on killing streak, murder
Kill, murder
Kill, murder
Gimme my bottle, bash it over your head harder
Kill, murder
Kill, murder
I'm gonna go on killing streak, murder
Kill, murder
Kill, murder
Gimme my bottle, bash it over your head harder
Credits
Writer(s): Lucas Feola
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