ringh*llo? neckcuttapardon? neckcuttawho is this? neckcuttawho do you wish to speak with? your neckwhat? neckcutta, neckcutta, neckcutta, neckcutta, neck…cuttalittle miss m*ffet, oh, she never had a clueof the psychopathic wicked clown is finna docreeping through the backyards underneath the moononly three blocks away, the joker looney toonlisten to the loon, listen to the painlisten to the one they call the violent j insanewatch me as i duck and i dash through the nighti can see the shadows of the moon in my butcher knifepretty little world has created this monstersee me living with a dead body in a dumpsterlaughing in your castle but i can’t crush your moatbut then i take a boat and cut your f*cking throatso now i’m getting closer so i crawl under a housei’m waiting for the car to p*ss and then i crawl back outanother block down just a little ways to go…h*llo? i’m the neck cutter and i’m three blocks away (3x)violent violent, violent ji’m the neck cutter and i’m three blocks away (3x)j, j, violent ji can hear the crickets and the creatures of the nightyou can hear me drag my foot and scr*pe my butcher knifei can hear the owl as it trims a wicked tuneyou can hear the loons, the loons, the loonslisten to the little pitter-patter of my feetas i howl like a dog and i’m running down the streethiding in the trees, hiding in the bushesyou’re sitting on your couch and i’m underneath your cushionsstab you in the back of the head, why not? your little governor is taking everything i goti can’t feed a family, i can’t feed a dogso i cut your f*cking head off, heywickey, wickey jokers and you know we show and provejumping over roof tops, juggaluga movetell me have you ever seen a ghetto freak showh*llo? i’m the neck cutter and i’m two blocks away (3x)violent violent, violent ji’m the neck cutter and i’m two blocks away (3x)j, j, violent ji gotta kill heri have to kill heri’m gonna kill heri’m gonna kill heri’m gonna…you can think i’m joking on my joker while you laughi’m coming to your house i’m finna cut your neck in halfeverywhere i go the grim reaper stays on mecuz the f*cker knows i’m always leaving dead bodiesi can see him standing at the end of the blockcuz somebody’s clock is running out of tockslip in the cracks of the walls of the eaveall that’s justified as every punishment receivedeverything you’ve ever done to me is out of hatei’m begging on my knees and you slam your golden gateso i pick myself up and i snuck around the backand took your money stack then stabbed your f*cking neckslowly only go as the night air is calmi might stop and chill and drink a 40 on the lawnright before i take the final step to your front doorh*lloi’m the neck cutter and i’m one block away (3x)violent violent, violent ji’m the neck cutter and i’m one block away (3x)j, j, violent ji’m going up there (i’m the neck cutter)
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