The Story of Homicide

[Intro: Donnie Menace & Robert De Niro (Boss Paul Vitti)]
Ladies and gentlemen, this is the story of a homicidal maniac
You make one more move on me you motherfucker I'll fuckin' cut your fuckin' balls off I'll shove them up your fuckin' ass, I'll fuckin' bury you, I'll put fuckin' ice picks in your eyes, I'll chop your fuckin' eyeballs, I'll send them to your fuckin' family so they can eat 'em for dessert. You understand me?
Nite Breed motherfucker

[Verse 1: Donnie Menace]
Fuck these little serial killers, they're all homos and queers
I jack off to an old ass poster of Cher
I'm the reason that your nеighbors have multiple fears
Out to kill, busting out somе dust smoke do appear
I'm so sincere
But no one knows I'll come into their place
Till I run up in their place and gut out their damn weight
Fuck picking up bitches I just club 'em in their face
Fuck 'em unconscious and I throw 'em under my staircase (Haha)
And laugh when they wake up
I never say sorry (Nope)
Bag a couple more and now I got a rape party (Okay)
Fuck hiding my victims, they don't depart me
I tie 'em to chairs in my crib and make 'em play Atari (Pong)
They say I'm maniacal but it's what I like to do
Give me a Ginsu knife and I'll dice up your entire crew (Slice)
Running after any bastard that think death defiable
Catching casualties practicing these homicidal moves

[Chorus: Donnie Menace]
Now hands in the air or I'll cut them off
Open your ears to the story that's jumping off
Pain is the gain and that's the bottom line
Cause all I got is tendencies full of homicide
Now hands in the air or I'll cut them off
Open your ears to the story that's jumping off
Pain is the gain and that's the bottom line
Cause all I got is tendencies full of homicide

[Verse 2: Donnie Menace]
There's no tactical plans, I have no strategies left
I just walk around Walmart stabbing faggots to death
I don't recommend finding yourself trapped in my crib
Cause handing me a knife is like giving Michael Jackson a kid (Ow)
Fucked up things occur, someone's getting hurt
I don't give a fuck if there's a stun gun in your purse
Dumb enough to fight back, bitch now it's on
I'll pull your intestines out your ass with salad tongs
I'm foul and raw
Drugs and death are my addictions and I'll keep digging ditches until the ground is gone
My balance is gone, my mentality's totally damaged as I lay in a hammock with bodies surrounding my lawn
I've found that I'm drawn (What) to harmful bad doings
Vertically slicing you making your carcass pass fluids (Yeah)
I wish somebody would come and start to act stupid
So I could put a needle to their arm like tattooing

[Chorus: Donnie Menace]
Now hands in the air or I'll cut them off
Open your ears to the story that's jumping off
Pain is the gain and that's the bottom line
Cause all I got is tendencies full of homicide
Now hands in the air or I'll cut them off
Open your ears to the story that's jumping off
Pain is the gain and that's the bottom line
Cause all I got is tendencies full of homicide

[Verse 3: Donnie Menace]
I'm-I'm a maniac rocking a Yankee hat
And I don't mean Jay-Z when I say that I'll make you fade to black
Breaking necks, breaking backs, any bone I make it crack
I'll shove my knife in your skull just so I can take it back, bitch
I'll run up in Hell like "where the fuck's Satan at?"
Shake his ass, take his cash and use his blood to take a bath (Mmm)
I'll make you bathe in gas, blaze a match and throw it at your back and watch your body burn quicker than bacon fat
On some alcoholic shit, I'll make you take shots
And fist-fuck your baby mama on top of your grave plot
I hate cops, but at the same time I love eating pork, so I take 'em to my slaughterhouse and then I eat the corpse (Hahaha)
I'm reinforced with a tolerance for pain infliction
So when I mutilate my skin I never feel the pain it's giving
The way I'm living's going to be the end of me
But I know they'll remember me for my homicidal tendencies (Come on, come on, come on)

[Chorus: Donnie Menace]
Now hands in the air or I'll cut them off
Open your ears to the story that's jumping off
Pain is the gain and that's the bottom line
Cause all I got is tendencies full of homicide
Now hands in the air or I'll cut them off
Open your ears to the story that's jumping off
Pain is the gain and that's the bottom line
Cause all I got is tendencies full of homicide

[Outro: Donnie Menace]
Tahahahaha
Another banger from Donnie Menace and 5th Element
We're killing 'em motherfucker
CT to Sin City bitch, go fuck yourself