[Shaggy 2 Dope:]
I step 1, (ahh) 2, (ahh) across the creaky floor
Spill some $#&@in' blood then I'm out the back door

Takin' little trinkets, fingernails and pieces of skin
It's all for my rituals of cold milk mixed with gin
Stir it together gulp it down my eyes roll back

I'm chasin' that dragon but it's more like a hatchet attack
I'm peekin' through windows pickin' out the next clueless one
My fingers dig into her throat what have I done


[Jamie Madrox:]
I sleep on a bed of sharpened knives and toss and turn until I bleed

I eat from the bread of chosen life a thousand ghosts alive in me
Wickedly I'm heinous everything I do is odious
I'm tired of the normalcy total terror's my focus

I notice that the knife wounds are spellin out a name
To the average mother $#&@er I can be a little extreme
So I take the bloody corset and then light it for the emphasis

Try to call me sick but I'm seein' a horror specialist

[Chorus:]

So you wanna murder this ya'll
That's right
And you wanna murder them

That's right
You should take a hit of this ya'll
Why? Once they're dead they're not comin' back


[Blaze Ya Dead Homie:]
Death is imminent when you on the other end

With ya skull bein by the wrong side of the bull pit
Blood pours out from a splint up to my ankles in it
All over hammer and grip and so it slips

Discarded for the use of a rusty crowbar
To the horror of the courier who is forever scarred
The terror I inflict is often described as heinous

My history about it spreads out to leave them nameless

[Monoxide Child:]

Now ya shell shocked from all the blood that ya saw
Stainin' the walls and does surround you and it spreads to the halls
It's even drippin' from the ceiling inside

You get this feeling that the criminal's still creepin'
That's because I'm right behind you
Groin to gullet from your stomach to your mullet

Split ya clean like cantaloupe and let ya neighbors know what done it
America's most wanted for crimes against humanity
Heinous and the evil is formin the insanity


[Chorus:]
So you wanna murder this ya'll

That's right
And you wanna murder them
That's right

You should take a hit of this ya'll
Why? Once they're dead they're not comin' back


So you wanna murder this ya'll
That's right
And you wanna murder them

That's right
Oooo ooo ooo
Why? Once they're dead they're not comin' back


[Violent J:]
The %#@! you callin' wicked is for kids and cheerleaders

This heinous %#@! right here is for demonous flesh eaters
It's rainin' blood in my bedroom a wet and bloody red
Snakes slither through my earholes in and out of my head

Got dent in this back a violent panick attack
Skitsofrantic and demonaclly I'm manic depressed
I'll stick an axe in yo chest

I'll kick some cracks in yo neck
I'll beat you into chunks like you was in a plane wreck heinously


[Chorus:]
So you wanna murder this ya'll
That's right
And you wanna murder them
That's right

You should take a hit of this ya'll
Why? Once they're dead they're not comin' back

So you wanna murder this ya'll
That's right

And you wanna murder them
That's right
Oooo ooo ooo
Why? Once they're dead they're not comin' back
Oooo ooo ooo

Why?
Oooo ooo ooo
Once they're dead they're not comin' back
Oooo ooo ooo
Why?

Oooo ooo ooo
Once they're dead they're not comin' back