Strollin' through the Gap with murder on my mind
Once I find the right cut, I'll rip out your spine
These jeans go on one leg at a time

I loosen up my belt, then I slide out my 9
Stainless steel on some faded navy denim
My pants ain't mean 'til I step up in 'em

Holster through the loops with two pistols at my side
Roll of my cuffs then I hop into my ride
Cruisin' down your street with my lights cut out

I'll come into your spot and show you what my jeans about
Look into the mirror to examine my zipper
Walk into your room, then I start to kill ya

Pat the Ripper, stitched into the seams
I can't stop killin in my murderin' jeans


Got my murderin' jeans on
In my murderin' jeans


Yo when I step into Old Navy all the children scream
I'm on the hunt baby, lookin' for some murderin' jeans
Don't want nothin' that's blue, 'cause my jeans is the blackest

Won't see me comin' til you layin' dead on your mattress
Citizen to criminal when I do up my buckle
If you're speakin' out of turn you'll be talkin' to knuckles

I'm a low down individual
And if I'm rockin' denim %#@! will probably get physical
Visit to the dressing room, in the back I'm lingerin'

Got my Lucky's and my rubber gloves, leavin' no fingerprints
I'm the king of this game, I'm a felon at large
In the backyard playin' football with Brett Favre.


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When I first step foot in your local Express
I'ma show y'all how I get fully dressed
I put my left foot in, take the store tags out

I put my right foot in, and my gun in your mouth
I'm the boot cut, acid wash deadly $$#assin
Got blood on my jeans and I'm callin' it fashion

My style's so sharp, got no use for a knife
One look and my murder jeans will murder your life
When I take you to the woods, we ain't goin' on a hike

I got a few techniques, what kinda murder you like?
Every day's a dream, every night's supreme
When I'm slayin' the sinners, in my murderin' jeans


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