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Murder Weapon - E.S.G.

"(*talking*) Ha Slim Thug, E.S.G., Boss Hogg Outlaws My boy C on the track, putting it down like this Live from the Manger baby You boys out there on that chrome, watch your back Slippers get got, feel"

Bloody Murder - American Steel

"Hidden tombs and solitude hunger stikes or belly aches handcuffed pines and crossed picket lines sacrifice is a tear away Barren plans, buried two fingers beneath the sand overdoses or body shakes a"

Murder Reigns - Malevolent Creation

"Hunting, the quest for the kill Taking ones life the ultimate thrill Voracious, desire so grand Carnage and victory go hand in hand Fatality's increasing, countless numbers slain Survival, afflictions"

Murder Me - Farmer Boys

"Too blind to see What's going on with me Too dumb to cry Too dead to die Nervously I'm standing there Too numb to breath the air Something's wrong, certainly That I'm aware of: they'll murder me I hear"

Maxwell murder - Rancid

"Maxwell can tell he's in hell He just wants you to visit him there Same old game that he's playing His rules are never fair Nobody want to look back Everybody want to get high tonight before they run out"

Breathing Murder - Living Sacrifice

"Breathing murder upon the early church Destruction, the new faith to hurt Fueled by zeal, a twisted perception Creating disorder, a morbid obsession Profession of faith to persecute >From heaven a voice,"

Fucking murder - Nasum

"You treat animals for food and clothesBut none of you are starving or freezingIn the most horrible ways you torture themJust to get that little piece of informationYou stupid fucks!What the fuck have you"

Murder Style - Lords Of The New Church

"(Bator/James/Tregunna) Hot love and cold steel/Struttin' like Pink Panther Ain't got no plans/I ain't a boy and I ain't no man Hanging on the corner/Just waiting for some action There's cops in squad cars/Looking"

Premeditated Murder - Pennywise

"Premeditated Murder You can have Jesus They can have bombs In hindsight we speak out You praise all your wrongs Looking out windows And running through halls If they cannot catch you Then the system falls Criticizing"

Bloody Murder - Master P

"Verse One: Me and the crew had the 40s and dank getting fucked up Plottin on some suckas last week that snuck up They thought they had us done, we had the 9's and clip man Cash in the ride, hoe sealed"

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