Murder/Redrum

[Chorus: 2-Face]
Murder, redrum, murder, murder, redrum
Murder, murder, redrum, redrum, redrum
Murder, redrum, murder, murder, redrum
Murder, murder, redrum, redrum, redrum

[Post-Chorus: Ruthless Rob & 2-Face]
Spittin' redrum (yeah!) for your eardrums (Yeah!)
Murder, murder, murder, murder, murder, redrum
Sippin' redrum (yeah!), come and get some (Yeah!)
Murder, murder, murder, redrum, redrum

[Verse 1: 2-Face]
I'm a lunatic, psycho sick, Syko Sain
Migraine, I got murder on the brain
Off the track, off the rails like a train
Swervin' over each lane, goin' down like a plane
Adrenaline in my veins, nose full of cocaine
Cowboy John Wayne Gacy with the clown paint
Dahmer with the sawblade, flesh is what I crave
My home decor, crime scene on display
In my grill it contains, I cook human remains
Out back is your grave, serve you up like you steak
How many meals can I make, how many lives can I take?
Am I laughin' on nitrous or did I wake and bake?
The Leatherface of Pinterest, strain your body like citrus
Check your name off my shitlist, I am leavin' no witness
Beatin' you senseless, hide your body with quickness
I am down with the sickness, I'm The Devil's apprentice

[Chorus: 2-Face]
Murder, redrum, murder, murder, redrum
Murder, murder, redrum, redrum, redrum
Murder, redrum, murder, murder, redrum
Murder, murder, redrum, redrum, redrum

[Post-Chorus: Ruthless Rob & 2-Face]
Spittin' redrum (yeah!) for your eardrums (Yeah!)
Murder, murder, murder, murder, murder, redrum
Sippin' redrum (yeah!), come and get some (Yeah!)
Murder, murder, murder, redrum, redrum

[Verse 2: Ruthless Rob]
Sippin' redrum (yeah!), murder on my mind (Yeah!)
Hurtin' motherfuckers if they disrespectin' mine (Yeah!)
I do it all the time (yeah!), double homicide (Yeah!)
Committin' sick crimes, then I put it in my rhymes (Yeah!)
I'm on the edge, about to lose it all
Abusin' alcohol, crack my fuckin' skull against the wall (Yeah!)
Just to see the color red, blood drippin' from my head
As I'm wishin' I was dead
1-8-7, call 9-1-1, put a bullet in your ass then I hide my gun
Drive-bys on nuns, I keep it wicked 'til the death of me
I got the recipe to make a motherfucker rest in peace
Next to me, ain't too many fuckin' with me lyrically
I kick the wicked shit and other rappers start fearin' me
Lookin' at me crazy 'cause you really ain't hearin' me
I keep it eerily with the sinister sincerity

[Chorus: 2-Face]
Murder, redrum, murder, murder, redrum
Murder, murder, redrum, redrum, redrum
Murder, redrum, murder, murder, redrum
Murder, murder, redrum, redrum, redrum

[Post-Chorus: Ruthless Rob & 2-Face]
Spittin' redrum (yeah!) for your eardrums (Yeah!)
Murder, murder, murder, murder, murder, redrum
Sippin' redrum (yeah!), come and get some (Yeah!)
Murder, murder, murder, redrum, redrum

[Outro]
He touched Mr. Ledford on the breast with cold, metal pliars. If you listen to the tape, you can hear those plairs being placed in the toolbox a few seconds later
Oh, what-what did you touch around the breast for with a pair of pliars?
To shock her with the cold metal