Erick Arc Elliott - d**h 2 lyrics

[Intro - Charles Manson] "Maybe I should have k**ed four-five hundred people, then I would've felt better. Then I would've felt like I really offered society something. You know, if I wanted to k** somebody, I'd take this book and beat you to d**h with it, and I wouldn't feel a thing. It'd be just like walking to the drug store." [Meechy Darko] I crack your f**ing skull and use it as a bowl for cereal I'm so serial, Ted Bundy give me money Son of Sam, gun in hand, Jeffrey Dahmer with two llamas In a tinted Astro van looking for a whatch'macallit Too much pride, to beg your pardon, so it's slaughter when I'm on ya Ginsu soldier, let me see your guts and glory We shall possess your soul and make you off your mother like Menendez Brothers I am wicked like no other, f** you want Zodiac k**er, Libras in the trunk Smelling like a dozen skunks Cement their toes before I dunk them in the Hudson Shatter jaws and break their teeth so forensics can't see nothin' Laugh as I flee the scene, and make it 500 feet Police pull over to me Asked if that blood on my shirt Said nah, it's a pizza stain He laughed, gave me a ticket Said n***a, don't speed again But he wasn't black so you know I had to aim and bang, bang, bang