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letra de coroners exam - blahzay roze

[intro]
“guess it’s time to go to work. mm hm. get my keys”

[verse]
yeah, pull up in my [?] and pay for parking, it’s a nice day (uh huh)
head down to the bas-m-nt, coroner’s office is where i stay
cops already waitin’ with a freshly murdered body (oh sh-t)
it’s time to get to business, this is what my f-ckin’ job is
see these marks right here? (yeah) that means this person was murdered
you can trust on what i’m saying, man, you have my f-ckin’ word (okay)
then i heard him sigh, “a k!ller” and the plot begins to thicken
as i turn, i see his partner wheelin’ in a second victim
i guess that they’ve all been missing, got they flyers with they pictures
[?] insane, he be draining bodies out they blood by b-tchers
add four more to the count, yeah we call that serial
pickin’ victims out like marshmallows left inside my bowl
workin’ steady through the night, got six cohorts on the rest
so i be stackin’ evidence like earthquakes breakin’ through these cracks
can’t help but stop to think, “oh, the humanity”
pictures flash across my mind, they shine so bright and vividly
suddenly there’s a shovel, and a hand grabs onto my face
try to scream for help, but no one’s here because it’s mad late
murder’s his career, and k!lling is his filthy habbit
he gut me right open, like a little baby rabbit
it’s tragic, no one ever taught him this was naughty
i choked out my last breath, and he just stood there, watching
k!ller on the loose, and the mother f-cker caught me
then he locked the door, and he f-cked my dead body

- blahzay roze

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