Green Machine Killer

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I got these demons running through my head
Where I got a lot of money, use it as my bed
Laid on the floor and wondered where it went
I guess the money gon' get moldy when you don't spend the bread

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Kill get paid
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Hail the saints
La di da da
Kill get paid
La di da da
Hail the saints

Hey yeah
Were all dead men, what can I say
Hey yeah
Burn it quick now
I can't take it
Don't make me wait for it
I don't want it anymore

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I got these questions, following me in gloom
Where they make a man wanna spend his whole life in his room
Maybe we should keep the flesh in the womb
I guess king tut was right to keep his stacks up in his tomb

La di da da
Kill get paid
La di da da
Hail the saints
La di da da
Kill get paid
La di da da
Hail the saints

Hey yeah
Were all dead men, what can I say
Hey yeah
Burn it quick now
Burn it away

Hey yeah
Were all dead men, what can I say
Hey yeah
Burn it quick now
I can't take it
Don't make me wait for it
I don't want it anymore



Credits
Writer(s): Mike Scialla
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