Murder Avenue lyrics

by

Geto Boys


[Verse 1]
Creeping down the hallway quiet as kept
The only sign of a murder was the blood on the footsteps
I stopped for a second to wipe it up
And threw the bloody towel in the garbage bag with her guts
Pretty as a picture, her name was Rosie
Had to kill the b*tch cuz she was getting too f*ckin nosey
A school ho she attended U of H
A law student who was looking for a f*ckin' case
But she was barkin up the wrong tree, g
Ay yo why in the hell did the b*tch wanna f*ck with me
Walking around my crib steady casin'
Askin' about the strange smells that were comin from my basement
She asked one too many motherf*ckin questions
It was time somebody taught the stupid b*tch a good lesson
I snuck in the house through the back door
It was like a scene from Psycho
The b*tch was in the shower
I rushed her quick so she wouldn't have a chance to holler
And said "shut the f*ck up, ho"
And slammed her motherf*cking head against the cold floor
Struggling soaking wet
I gagged her mouth with a whole box of Kotex
After I f*cked her, check out what I did
Slit her f*cking stomach and watched her squeal like a pig
The sh*t was gruesome, g, I couldn't call it
I cut off her fingers and flushed them down the f*ckin' toilet
Then wrote my name on the wall like I usually do
To mark a murder, ho, yeah, on murder avenue
[Hook]
More murder, more murder, more murder, yo
More murder, more murder, more murder, watch me hurt a ho
More murder, more murder, motherf*cking murder, n*gga
More motherf*cking murder gots ta pull the trigger
More murder, more murder, more murder, check it
A hundred and fifty seven thousand victims in a second

[Verse 2]
Gotta give it up to Bridget and Ted brand new newly-weds
There's nothing I would love better than to have their f*ckin' heads
On a platter I watch them sonofab*tches scatter
In broad daylight but yo it really didn't matter
I put the gun to their heads and said, "shut up"
The n*gga was big I watched this big motherf*cker nut up
On the rampage both of 'em got pistol-whipped
The 9 was bloody so I pulled out my pistol grip
The n*gga was damn near dead
I grabbed his b*tch by her head and told her, "spread your f*cking legs"
I placed the barrel of my pump on her pearl tongue
And stuck a shell inside her pus*y and said, "now ain't that fun?"
She started to cry
I saw a tear fall from her eye, said, "b*tch you must wanna die"
I pulled the trigger of the pump back slowly
And shot up her n*gga until he was full of holes, g
The b*tch was screaming with rage
I stamped on her motherf*cking face until it caved in
'Cos killing is so damn sweet
I saved the remains and used them later for ground meat
Being a lunatic I gotta do the lunatic
Gotta do, man, yeah, living on this avenue
[Hook]
More murder, more murder, more murder, yo
More murder, more murder, more murder, watch me hurt a ho
More murder, more murder, more murder, n*gga
More motherf*cking murder gots ta pull the trigger
More murder, more murder, more murder, check it
A hundred and fifty seven thousand victims in a second
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