Play My Song

Lyrics

[Intro: Violent J] We'll proud of your apartment And proud-and-and proud of the cost Some wicked form Good old dawn hair in circle way [Verse 1: Violent J & Shaggy 2 Dope] We hit the ace, ace, ace, and love givin' chase Wicked clowns got more than some pie for your face With a drip, drip, drip, it's blood on the strip Three disassembled bodies in the trunk of the whip Hear the saw, saw, saw, right below your jaw And see your own head roll off the table and fall See the puck, puck, puck, flamin' arrows in your truck And one in your lung stuck, you fucked out of luck [Chorus: Violent J & Shaggy 2 Dope] Play my song (Give me somethin' I can lean on) Well, what you tryna hear? (Somethin' about murder, I got that!) Play my song (Give me somethin' I can lean on) Well, what you tryna hear? (Somethin' about murder, I got that!) Play my song (Bloody, bloody, bloody) Well, what you tryna hear? (Bloody, bloody, bloody, bloody!) Play my song (Bloody, bloody, bloody) Well, what you tryna hear? (Bloody, bloody, bloody, bloody!) [Verse 2: Violent J & Shaggy 2 Dope] Here come the hack, hack, hack, knives in your back Blood down your spine all in your ass crack With a swing, swing, swing, your throat's whistling The three incisions I made are as fine as G strings It's the pap, pap, pap, from behind with a bat And splatter every crack till your whole head flat Beat the jab, jab, jab, I'll punch you in your flab Drag you to the butcher shop and chop you into slab [Chorus: Violent J & Shaggy 2 Dope] Play my song (Give me somethin' I can lean on) Well, what you tryna hear? (Somethin' about murder, I got that!) Play my song (Give me somethin' I can lean on) Well, what you tryna hear? (Somethin' about murder, I got that!) Play my song (Bloody, bloody, bloody) Well, what you tryna hear? (Bloody, bloody, bloody, bloody!) Play my song (Bloody, bloody, bloody) Well, what you tryna hear? (Bloody, bloody, bloody, bloody!) [Bridge: Shaggy 2 Dope] Murder, murder, murder, murder Death, death, death, death (Yea-eh-ye-ea-ye-ea-yeah!) War, war, war, war, war (Ee-we-eh-ah-eh-wah-eh-wah-eh-wa-wa-ah-ow-oh!) [Verse 3: Violent J & Shaggy 2 Dope] Every one of us got to have murder or death To remind ourselves that we still have our breath Whether it's tasteful or disgraceful Shit, as long as everybody get a face full Some of us root for the coppers, others root for the killin' But everybody needs their murderous thrillin' Trace it back to when mankind was swingin' from a tree Murder's what we talkin' about and always will be [Chorus: Violent J & Shaggy 2 Dope] Play my song (Give me somethin' I can lean on) Well, what you tryna hear? (Somethin' about murder, I got that!) Play my song (Give me somethin' I can lean on) Well, what you tryna hear? (Somethin' about murder, I got that!) Play my song (Bloody, bloody, bloody) Well, what you tryna hear? (Bloody, bloody, bloody, bloody!) Play my song (Bloody, bloody, bloody) Well, what you tryna hear? (Bloody, bloody, bloody, bloody! I got that!)