Tony Randle - Murder Avenue lyrics

Creeping down the hallway quiet as kept The only sign of a murder was the blood on the foresteps 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 k** the b**h cuz she was getting too f**in nosey A school ho she attended U of H A law student who was looking for a f**in' case But she was barking up the wrong tree g Ay yo why in the hell did the b**h wanna f** with me Walking around my crib steady casin' Askin' about the strange smells that were coming from my basement She asked one too many motherf**in questions it was time Somebody taught the stupid b**h a good lesson I snuck in the house by the back door It was like a scene from psycho The b**h was in the shower I rushed her quick so she wouldn't have a chance to holler And said "shut the f** up ho" And slammed her motherf**ing face against the cold floor Struggling soaking wet I gagged her mouth with a whole box of kotex After i f**ed her check out what i did Slit her f**ing stomach and watched her squeal like a pig The sh** was gruesome g i couldn't call it I cut off her fingers and flushed them down the f**in' toilet And wrote my name on the wall like i usually do To mark a murder ho, yeah on murder avenue 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***a More motherf**ing murder gots ta pull the trigger More murder, more murder, more murder, check it A hundred and fifty seven thousand victims in a second Gotta give it up for brigitte and ted brand new newly-weds There's nothing i would love better than to have their f**in' heads On a platter i watch them sonofab**hes scatter In broad daylight but yo it really didn't matter I put my gin to their heads and said "shut up" The n***a was big i watched this big motherf**er nut up On the rampage both of 'em got pistol-whipped The 9 was bloody so i pulled out my pistol grip The n***a was damn near dead I grabbed the b**h by her head and told her "spread your f**ing legs" I placed the barrel of my 9 on her pearl tongue And stuck a shell inside her p**y and said "now ain't that fun?" She started to cry I saw a tear fall from here eye i said "b**h you must wanna die" I pulled the trigger of the gun back slowly And shot up her n***a until he was full of holes g The b**h was screaming with rage I stamped on her motherf**ing face until it caved in 'cos k**ing 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 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***a More motherf**ing murder gots ta pull the trigger More murder, more murder, more murder, check it A hundred and fifty seven thousand victims in a second