Axe Murder Boyz - M.O.E. lyrics

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Axe Murder Boyz - M.O.E. lyrics

[Verse 1: Otis] 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 sh**, 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 f**ing, I'm just cuttin' on this b**hes instead Cuttin' on this b**hes 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 b**hes 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 sk**s with the surgical Disguies as the cable guy on the serivce scope He smiles when she realizes he's murderer [Hook] 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 (murder more, murder more) x3 Murder over everything, confessions of a cannibal Murder over everything (murder more, murder more) x3 Murder over everything, confessions of a cannibal [Verse 2: Bonez Dubb] Murder motherf**er, yeah they call me that all day and night Takin' out the evil cause these b**hes don't be actin' right Yeah I'm tight, yeah I'm fresh, f** you up for talkin' sh** Shooting bullsh** at me, but my shine will keep on blocking it Droppin' clips murder more, I'm a f**in' animal Like a lion I'm a king and k**in' all them f**ing 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 f** 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 [Hook]