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letra de violent behavior - the michigan misfits

[verse 1: jack sin]
i thought i told you motherf-ckers
i ain’t really giving no f-ck about your bullsh-t
i’m fed up, taking no sh-t
i’m an assh0l-, yeah, no sh-t
your reaction’s like “oh sh-t”
now cracking up like dry spit
up in the face of the public (the american people)
they smile ’cause they love it
they too stupid to notice
too f-cked up to focus
until they at the graveyard with the supermarket roses (cleanup in aisle three)
i took them pills in yo pocket
and by the time you notice i be choking on my vomit
by the time you hear this i’ll be buried in a casket
by the time they find me, i was rotten full of maggots

[chorus: jack sin]
they keep pushing b-ttons like this freak is all for show (all for show)
i’ma show ’em something freaky at the end of the road (of the road)
and make ’em take this shovel, have ’em dig a little hole (dig a little hole)
and they don’t want this violence, but this violence all i know
and
[verse 2: body rot]
i thought i told you motherf-ckers
it’s doctor rotten here to force-feed the medicine
i’ve been taking organs while they overdose off heroin
prison city lockdown, voices in my head again
hey, they keeping talking, i’ve been feeling violent
recommending suicide, i think you should try it
been thinkin’ ’bout that gun, well, maybe you should buy it
and k!ll yourself in meijer’s parking lot so they can find it
i thought you was down with that k!ller sh-t
but now your body found in some p-ss and sh-t
media put your face on the t.v set
talking about your life like it’s so tragic

[verse 3: insane poetry & scum]
lsp got the sentinels that’ll do anything that i authorize
burn ’em all at the motherf-cking stake, watch ’em all get carmalized
this the day that the camera died, the angel of death sings and harmonized
your funeral is the conduit, music for when the dark gods arrive
when your mistake f-cks with bread we break
with these shovels then a motherf-ckers gots to go
h-lla shots we take wasted at your wake
uninvited, start a fight if someone wants to know
how we feel about you passing, i’ma keeps it real
whip my d-ck out and i p-ss inside the casket quick
i don’t care how it’s finna make your mama feel
she can get it if she wants to with a heavy brick
sodomized, you see no love inside of this monsters eyes
made my motherf-cking day when i saw they limbs and legs get cauterized
body parts we feed to the centipede that we making out of haters, can you find the end?
’cause that b-tch is long, labeled sick and wrong
triple mfd behaving h-lla violent
[chorus: jack sin]
they keep pushing b-ttons like this freak is all for show (all for show)
i’ma show ’em something freaky at the end of the road (of the road)
and make ’em take this shovel, have ’em dig a little hole (dig a little hole)
and they don’t want this violence, but this violence all i know
and

well, at the scene, we had, uhm, one body in a vehicle near the gate, a man and a woman in the main room, and a man and a woman on the lawn in front of the house. all deceased. by what form? ah, it appeared to be, uh, knife punctures, possibly gunshot. we can’t tell, we don’t know for sure this time. was the area in disarray or was it- there were signs of a struggle…

- the michigan misfits

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