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dougsalad - enter homicide lyrics

[intro: lk corvus, redfoo, brennan lee mulligan, “weird” al yankovic]
el camelo
party rock
yeah
woo
ladies and gentlemen of the jury
over the past four days, you have seen [states prosecutor]
attempt to effectively bamboozle you with a series of hearsay arguments and loose speculative evidence
placing my client near the scene of the crime during the time of the murder
this evidence does nothing to indicate motive or means in the horrific murder of taco bell

[verse 1: brennan lee mulligan, zac oyama]
ultimately, it will be your decision to say
does this man deserve a lifetime in a federal penitentiary based on specious, inconclusive evidence
you are tasked to consider the evidence and whether it proves beyond a reasonable doubt whether my client is guilty
is my client a perfect man?
no
i k!lled him, yeah

[chorus: logic]
f+ck rap
bustin’ like an addict with a semi+automatic
who done had it, and he ready for anybody to buck back
hold up, catch a vibe, ain’t no way in h+ll we leavin’ n0body alive
leave a suicide note, f+ck that
bobby feelin’ villainous, he k!llin’ this
i’m comin’ for your man and his lady and even the baby
i’m feelin’ like i’m, chika+chika+chika, slim shady with rabies
i’m foamin’ at the mouth, ain’t n0body takin’ me out
every single rapper in the industry, yeah, they know what i’m about
and i dare you to test me
’cause not a single one of you motherf+ckers impress me
and maybe that’s a little bit of an exaggeration
but i’m full of innovation
and i’m tired of all of this high school “he’s cool, he’s not” rap sh+t
can a single one of you motherf+ckers even rap? sh+t
[verse 2: logic]
no, this ain’t a diss to the game, this is gas to the flame
nowadays, everybody sound the same, sh+t’s lame
like a moth to the flame, i’ma reel ’em in and k!ll ’em
know you feelin’ lyricism when i’m spillin’ it, i’m feelin’ myself
yeah, yeah, bobby boy, he be feelin’ himself
mass murder like this can’t be good for my health
when i rap like this, do i sound like sh+t?
well, it don’t really matter, ’cause i’m k!llin’ this sh+t
yeah, i’m k!llin’ this sh+t
oh yeah, oh yeah, i’m k!llin’ this sh+t
bobby, how many times you been k!llin’ this sh+t?
find another rhyme, godd+mn, n+++a, sh+t

[post+chorus: teamfourstar]
ugh, that happened
[bridge: taylor lautner]
close your eyes, shut your mouth
dream a dream and get us out
dream, dream, dream, dream, dream, dream
hit the hay, fast asleep
dream a dream, you little bleep
dream, dream, dream, dream, dream, dream
just relax, lay about
or my fist will put you out
dream, dream, dream, dream, dream, dream
take your time, but beware
there is darkness in the air
dream, dream, dream, dream, dream, dream

[chorus: kesha, taylor lautner]
i hear your heartbeat to the beat of the dreams
oh, what a shame that you came here with someone
so, while you’re here in my arms
i hear your heartbeat to the beat of the drums
oh, what a shame that you came here with someone
so, while you’re here in my arms
let’s make the most of the night like we’re gonna die young

[outro: xdeadxfactorx, scout young, alfred coleman]
so yeah, you’re gay
you silly, feeble+minded little gay
i am so far beyond fortnite
i have moved on, and my start+up will end the world
fwaaaaaaaa

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