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puppit - murder in the owlery lyrics

so many of y’all asking the same motherf#cking question
i’m here to let you know

(hook)
who (who, who) who that man with the blood on his hands
tried to stop him but he done it again
tell em who (who, who) who the man tryna f#ck up your plans
how he could k!ll is sumn you can’t understand
who, who (who, who) who the one with the gun in his hands
point at your feet, tell ya ‘shut up and dance’
i wanna know (who, who) who you playin’ like you dumb in a trance
i told you once, i’m the motherf#cking man, i’ma murder

(verse 1)
throat up in my hands, tell yo b#tch i’m on the way
this i pray you understand, hopeful i dont overstate
scared and shaking like a leaf, i leave em leaking out they face
then i run the tip my tongue, i love the taste
she my little second rate sharon tate, playing marilyn monroe
tryna grow, while her inner child dying on the floor
paint the walls with it, motherf#ck a pig, k!ll em all, let em know
gotta get it, when you run out, creepy crawl get some more
yuh yuh
well murder was just the method
turning was the objective, purposeful intervention
heard it all in confession, minister to the lepers
when the wolf is at the door y’all get to steppin’
suffer not the weak, burn baby burn though
remember the guy, i been a disco inferno
cut em belly up, i love it, i bleed em slow
now i’m singing in the rain, covered head to toe, yo
i wanna know (i wanna know)

(hook)

(verse 2)
so trife, a savage and a carnivore
in yo sh#t like the hardy boys, i’m in the zone deployed
one deep, all alone, destroy
yo whole set, on deck, and yo home devoid
of real spitters, yo pen little, that’s bonaparte
f#ck em all, tell em stay gold ponyboy
got them thangs that go bump in the trunk in the night
y’all got kevin hart, how you just ‘alright, alright’
y’all sleeping on stage, i can go all night all night
seething with rage cause i write, y’all bite
who the f#ck you whoofing at kid, like they got your chain too tight
better tuck it, b#tch or this dog might
but they swear they wanna know

(hook)

(clip from ‘rock#a#doodle’)

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