Текст (слова) песни: Necro - Do The Charles Manson

[Chorus]
I`m all about America...
Do the Charles Manson
Do the Jeffrey Dahmer

Do The Charles Manson
Do The Jeffrey Dahmer

Do The Charles Manson
Do The Jeffrey Dahmer
Oh, OH
I`m all about America...

[Necro]
It`s the corpse winder ya can`t handle my rugged rape
I shut bitches off, with strips of masking tape
Ever since the pestilence invaded me
I started to decapitate, motherfuckers that hated me
And, I`ll murder you in cold blood for your rent
Taxin` so many people, niggas think I`m the president
So vote, or kid I`ll cut your throat with the scalpel
Then feast on the human flesh of a priest in a chapel
Filled with ghouls, your blood crunches
I`m body baggin`, niggas in my +Dungeons and Dragons+
Adventures, a fuckin` sicko on the sickest possible level
I`ll eat your colon, `cause I`m rollin` with my mother`s enavel
I had sex with all my ex hoes
Then I chopped off there legs and are
Now all I got are human torsos
With a chainsaw, made for gore
To clean up the blood
I`ll use your fuckin` face to mop the floor
So...

[Chorus x2 (Chorus missing the first "I`m all about America"]

[Necro]
I cannibal leaf a maggot
I gay bash a faggot
I knock boots with dirty prostitutes than Jimmy Swaggart
Yo, I`m incurable like AIDS
I can`t wait to self-mutilate myself with razor blades
Blood and guts, blood and guts, Mooney`s body baggin`
They`re comin` to take me wah-ahah!
Straight to the Patty wagon
Because they found my dead body shredded
Now I`ll be blunt and your killing`s tended
Well I`m sending some letters
To your family kid, letting them know I got rid
Of your body after I chopped you like a squid
Then straight to the garbage bag, another dead fag for the garbage man
So carry the body to the garbage can
When it comes to another murderer kid I`m gorier
The Warriors, leavin` niggas in a state of euphoria
Back in the days when it came to punks I stick them
But nowadays the Ghoul eat the flesh of his victim
So, word to the lizard, this nigga`s absurd
From January to December
I`m leavin` niggas dismembered
Bitches get beaten, long live the cretin
Got dead bodies rot and cured ready to be eaten
With a knife and a fork, for any punk in New York
Take mine, and I`ll have to outline your body in chalk

[Chorus x2 (Chorus missing the first "I`m all about America"]

[Necro]
Mad Mooney`s mecol
I got the ski mask, I`m wonderful
I`ll rob; I`ll come through your sink like the fucking Blob
The silent, violent, Ghoul is cruel
My mind is darker, then Clyde Faulker
The motherfucking stalker, sporting a parka
Blood stain where human remains
A Teck-9 I pack when I hijack planes
So ashes to ashes, dust to dust
I`ll admit, I`ll shit, and I`ll spit on your grave in disgust
So rest in pain, the human may main releases
The type of shit to leave any nigga resting in pieces
I clock loot, like a punk playing a guitar
While girls loose their virginity in the backseat of my car
I went to Killers Anonymous, for my addiction
I`m Santa Clause wishin` you a Merry Crucifixion

[Chorus (Chorus missing the first "I`m all about America"]

[Necro]
Mad Mooney kid
Mad Mooney kid
Mad Mooney kid
Mad Mooney kid
Mad Mooney kid
Mad Mooney kid
I`m gonna chop you up
I`m gonna chop you up
I`m gonna chop you up!

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Necro - Do The Charles Manson [Chorus] I`m all about America... Do the Charles Manson Do the Jeffrey Dahmer Do The Charles Manson Do The Jeffrey Dahmer Do The Charles Manson Do The Jeffrey Dahmer Oh, OH I`m all about America... [Necro] It`s the corpse winder ya can`t handle my rugged rape I shut bitches off, with strips of masking tape Ever since the pestilence invaded me I started to decapitate, motherfuckers that hated me And, I`ll murder you in cold blood for your rent Taxin` so many people, niggas think I`m the president So vote, or kid I`ll cut your throat with the scalpel Then feast on the human flesh of a priest in a chapel Filled with ghouls, your blood crunches I`m body baggin`, niggas in my +Dungeons and Dragons+ Adventures, a fuckin` sicko on the sickest possible level I`ll eat your colon, `cause I`m rollin` with my mother`s enavel I had sex with all my ex hoes Then I chopped off there legs and are Now all I got are human torsos With a chainsaw, made for gore To clean up the blood I`ll use your fuckin` face to mop the floor So... [Chorus x2 (Chorus missing the first "I`m all about America"] [Necro] I cannibal leaf a maggot I gay bash a faggot I knock boots with dirty prostitutes than Jimmy Swaggart Yo, I`m incurable like AIDS I can`t wait to self-mutilate myself with razor blades Blood and guts, blood and guts, Mooney`s body baggin` They`re comin` to take me wah-ahah! Straight to the Patty wagon Because they found my dead body shredded Now I`ll be blunt and your killing`s tended Well I`m sending some letters To your family kid, letting them know I got rid Of your body after I chopped you like a squid Then straight to the garbage bag, another dead fag for the garbage man So carry the body to the garbage can When it comes to another murderer kid I`m gorier The Warriors, leavin` niggas in a state of euphoria Back in the days when it came to punks I stick them But nowadays the Ghoul eat the flesh of his victim So, word to the lizard, this nigga`s absurd From January to December I`m leavin` niggas dismembered Bitches get beaten, long live the cretin Got dead bodies rot and cured ready to be eaten With a knife and a fork, for any punk in New York Take mine, and I`ll have to outline your body in chalk [Chorus x2 (Chorus missing the first "I`m all about America"] [Necro] Mad Mooney`s mecol I got the ski mask, I`m wonderful I`ll rob; I`ll come through your sink like the fucking Blob The silent, violent, Ghoul is cruel My mind is darker, then Clyde Faulker The motherfucking stalker, sporting a parka Blood stain where human remains A Teck-9 I pack when I hijack planes So ashes to ashes, dust to dust I`ll admit, I`ll shit, and I`ll spit on your grave in disgust So rest in pain, the human may main releases The type of shit to leave any nigga resting in pieces I clock loot, like a punk playing a guitar While girls loose their virginity in the backseat of my car I went to Killers Anonymous, for my addiction I`m Santa Clause wishin` you a Merry Crucifixion [Chorus (Chorus missing the first "I`m all about America"] [Necro] Mad Mooney kid Mad Mooney kid Mad Mooney kid Mad Mooney kid Mad Mooney kid Mad Mooney kid I`m gonna chop you up I`m gonna chop you up I`m gonna chop you up! Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Do The Charles Manson: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/113/1/13671.html Все тексты песен: Necro » Necro - I`m Your Idol » Necro - Cockroaches » Necro - WNYU Freestyle » Necro - My Sweet Dreams » Necro - Garbage Bags » Necro - Rugged Shit » Necro - Circle of Tyrants » Necro - Light My Fire » Necro - Burn the Groove to Death » Necro - Hoe Blow » Necro - Morbid » Necro - Wise Ass `99 » Necro - Poetry in the Streets Remix » Necro - Violins of Violence » Necro - Bury You With Satan » Necro - 12 King Pimp Commandments » Necro - Sick of You » Necro - Dead Body Disposal Remix » Necro - Dead Body Disposal » Necro - One Way or Another Рекомендуем скачать: » Олег Добрынин (Фабрика звезд-3) - Без пятнадцати восемь » Океан Эльзы - Long Time Ago » Олег Бурцев - Говорите, летописцы » Олег Газманов - Посмотри мне в глаза » Ольга Кузнецова - БЕЛАЯ ПЕСНЯ О КОКТЕБЕЛЕ » Ольга Левковская - Межсезонье » Олег Рубанский - Девушка моей мечты » Олег Щетников - Паруса » Олег Шмаков - Две озябшие трамвайные линии... » Ольга Левковская - Облака, не гасите луну... » Олег Газманов - Милые алые зори » Олег Митяев - Чужая война » Отпетые мошенники и Сливки - Моя звезда » Ольга Макеева - О бренности » Ольга Тишина - Колыбельная » Олег Щетников - Желтое такси » Олег Лубягин - Aere perennius » Ольга Неподоба - Августу 1997 года » Ольга Запрудина - О гриппе (подражание Юрию Панюшкину) » Ольга Кузнецова - ЛОШАДКА
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