I don't come from Heroinville
And I don't live there neither
But every time I come down here I see her
A bitch on some supreme painkillin shit
It's her vice of choice
Her choice to succumb to the disease
Me?
I just make bros and hoes fuckin bleed
Mangle the twat and slit the taint
By my hands, even more will meet a terrible fate
I don't come from Heroinville
And I don't live there neither
It's not opiates I abuse
I'm addicted to the kill (x2)
"I mean I'm also addicted to porn, masturbation, and watching Dr. Phil but..."
I don't come from Heroinville
And I don't live there neither
It's not opiates I abuse
I'm addicted to the kill
Siamo con meat cleaver
(WE COME WITH MEAT CLEAVER)
Siamo con bullet
(WE COME WITH BULLET)
The gun's against the temple of a skag-shooting cop
See the trigger, officer?
I'm gonna fucking pull it
"STOP PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR"
Oh shit it's another pig over there
[various gun noises and also a heavy thud]
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notes:
- this is intended to be the seventh track on the self-titled "Thot Masticator" album project
- as of the time i wrote this i went to school in an area with a heroin problem
- i might alter verses and stuff for the finished product. things in all caps are probably meant to be screamed or done in a guttural vocal style, minus things in quotations. those are probably just supposed to be spoken word.
