Meh
This dosent really sound like a single. I never like Em when he rhymes like this, slows it down too much. He's better when faster. Not liking the hook at all, the whole "killed them, killed them" kinda ruined it.
I wont lose faith in Relapse just yet tho
There is no escaping
There’s no place to hide
You scream someone save me
But the don’t pay no mind…
Goodbye
-Verse 1-
Your walking down a horror corridor
It’s almost 4 in the mornin
And your in a NIGHTMARE
It’s horrible right theirs the cor-a-na
Waitin for you to turn the corner so he can corner ya
You’re a cor-na he’s on ta ya
Out the corner of his cornia
He just saw ya run
All you want is to rest cuz you can’t run anymore ya done
All he wants is ta kill ya in front of an audience
While everybody is watching in the party applauding it
Here I sit while im caught up in deep thought again
Contemplating my next plot again
Swallowin the colatapin(?) while i'm nodding in and out and in and out on the ottaman
(???) holdin onto the pill bottle then
Lick my finger and swirl it round the bottom and make sure I got all of it
Wake up naked at McDonalds with
Blood all over me dead bodies behind the counter s**t
guess I must have just blacked out again…not again
-Chorus-
It’s three A.M in the Mornin
Put my key in the door
With bodies layin all over the floor and
I don’t remember how they got there
But I guess I must have killed them… killed them
I said… (Repeat)
-Verse 2-
Sitting nude in my living room
It’s almost noon
I wonder what’s on the tube
Maybe they’ll show some boobs
Bumping every channel until I find Hannah Montana
then I reach for the aloe and lanolin
bust all over the wall panelin’ dismantlin’
every candle on top of the fireplace mantlin’
grab my flannel and my bandana then
kiss the naked manican man again
you could see him standing in my front window if you look in
I’m just a hooligan who’s used to using hallucinogen
Causin illusions again brain contusions again
Cutting and bruising the skin
Razors scissors and pins
Jesus when does it end
Phases that I go through
Days and I'm so confused
Days that I don’t’ know who
They be smiling(?) too(?)
Me what am I gon’ do
the prodigal son
The diabolical one
Very methodical when I slaughter them
-Chorus-
-Verse 3-
She puts the lotion in the bucket
It’s puts the lotion on the skin
Or else it gets the hose again
She puts the lotion in the bucket
It’s puts the lotion on the skin
Or else it gets the hose again
I duck and I slash slice and gash
Last night was a blast
I can’t quite remember when I had that much fun
Up a half pint of a jack my last vike and a half
A flashlight up Kim Kardashians ass
I remember the first time I dismembered a family member
The center I think it was I was havin drinks with my cousin
I wrapped him in Christmas lights
Pushed him into the stinkin tub
Cut him up into pieces
And just when I went to drink his blood
I thought I oughta drink his bathwater
That oughta be fun
That’s when my days as serial murder manslaughter begun
The sight of blood excites me
That might be an artery son
Your blood covered and screams just don’t seem to bother me none
It’s 3 A.M and here I come so you should probably run
A secret passage way around here man there’s got to be one
Oh no theirs probably none
He can scream all that he wants
Top of his lungs
But ain’t no stopping me from choppin him up up