The Soundtrack... (исполнитель: Cage)
This is the soundtrack to kill your stepfather Leave the [bad word] unconscious and douse him in Goldschlager Light the match, now kick him till he holler Kick him harder, he only had forty dollars Jump in your moms whip your face dripping Leave the tabs alone, no such thing as safe tripping Bumps of K help explain what's inside you Look in the rear-view, he's still dragging behind you Pull it over, you skidded off half his shoulder Pouring rain you can still smell the blood odour Think of all the [bad word] he put your mom through He's half dead, it's already starting to calm you Tell him to bite the curb then kick till it's heard Read the papers nerd, stepfather massacred Start to laugh, you know it's alright Cause when they questioned your moms you was sleeping all night Three in the chest, I saw him drop The only time that I ever called him pop Two in his back while he's dead on the ground One more in the head because he made a little sound Ran out of bullets so I used the blade [bad word] gloves cause he might have AIDS Better call home because I'll be late for supper Sorry mom, I just killed this mother [bad word] Cut school cause you like [bad word] school Mom [bad word] you, I'll throw you in front of a a [bad word] too Keep my [bad word] I can sneak in more Let's all go rob my stepfather's sneaker store I got the codes and pluis the new shocks in Nobody's watching so jail ain't an option [bad word] [bad word] tried to kill my family twice Stupid mother [bad word] trying to raise an anti-christ I steal from the [bad word] that [bad word] me in the ditch And plot the death of the [bad word] that said he'd make her rich In dish washing gloves, anger starts to flood At gun point, got mom wrapping the carcus up See through stab wounds, a barbeque at dad's tomb Barbeque chicken, I can tell mom is glad too Meet you in the car, rolled the haze [bad word] my full stomach while I [bad word] on his grave Three in the chest, I saw him drop The only time that I ever called him pop Two in his back while he's dead on the ground One more in the head because he made a little sound Ran out of bullets so I used the blade [bad word] gloves cause he might have AIDS Better call home because I'll be late for supper Sorry mom, I just killed this mother [bad word] Put me on a PINS petition, man listen My mom might slip in your blood and die in the kitchen My hands itching to push the blade then my fist in Pop out your back knocking your spine out of position Parts missing while they scoop you off the ground The class clown ready to pull the mask down Empty the gun, then it's time to reload Mapping out his murder, [bad word] for my P.O Get home, he's on the [bad word] his mouth Walked up to him and put his own gun in his mouth His mouth painted the wall, he's still standing waiting to fall Heard a car pull up, I shoud've stayed at the mall But I'm sick of getting treated like a god [bad word] step child