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Murder Go Round by: Icp
What can i say, man, i hit him with the brick
Killed the little prick, him and his chick
Tried to be slick but you aint slinky
brinky, you're dinky, you suck my twinkie
I dont give a fuck if you call me a clown
Break it down, it's murder go round
What'cha dishing out, i bet'cha it comes back to ya
If your trying to creep, i'd hate to say i never knew ya
Once upon a time in the ghetto zone
A ten-foot lead pipe slapped on my dome
I'm laying in the street with blood oozing out my head
Excuse me, mother fucker, was it something i said
Then he grabbed my finger and he said crime pays
Swung on his pipe once again for the road
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