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Ms. jones taught me english, but I think I just shot her
son
Cause he owed me money, with a bullet in the chest you cannot run
Now
hes bleeding in a vacant lot
The one in the summer where we used to smoke
pot
I guess I didnt mean it
But man you shoulda seen it
His flesh
explode
Slow motion
See me let go
We tend to die young
Slow
motion
See me let go
What a brother knows
Slow motion
See me let
go
Now the cops will get me
But girl, if you would let me
Ill take
your pants off
I gotta a little bit of blow
We could both get off
Later
bathing in the afterglow
Two lines of coke Id cut with draino
And her nose
starts to bleed
A most beautiful ruby red
Slow motion
See me let
go
Well remember these days
Slow motion
See me let go
Urban life
decays
Slow motion
See me let go
And at home
My sisters eating
paint chips again
Maybe thats why shes insane
I shut the door to her
moaning
And I shoot smack in my vains
And wouldnt you
See my neighbors
beating his wife
Because he hates his life
Theres an arc to his fist as he
swings
Oh man, what a beautiful thing
And death slides close to
me
Wont grow old to be
A junkie whine-o creep
Hollywood glamourized
my wrath
Im the young urban psyco path
I encite murder for your
entertainment
Cause I needed the money
Whats your excuse?
The jokes on
you
Slow motion
See me let go (aaahh)
Oh yeah
Slow motion
See
me let go (aaahh)
Ahhhh
Slow motion
See me let go (aaahh)
Oooh