Do the Charles Manson

Lyrics

*Woman screaming* "The morbider the merrier" [Hook] Do the Charles Manson Do the Jeffrey Dahmer Do the Charles Manson Do the Jeffrey Dahmer Do the Charles Manson Do the Jeffrey Dahmer Uh, uh "The morbider the merrier" [Verse 1] It's the corpse winder, ya can't handle my rugged rape I shut bitches up, with strips of masking tape Ever since the pestilence invaded me I started to decapitate, motherfuckers that hated me And, I'll murder you in cold blood for your rent Taxin' so many people, niggas think I'm the president So vote, or, kid, I'll cut your throat with the scalpel Then feast on the human flesh of a priest in a chapel Filled with ghouls, your blood crunches I'm body baggin', niggas in my Dungeons and Dragon Adventures, a fuckin' sicko on the sickest possible level I'll eat your colon, 'cause I'm rollin' with more Brothers than Neville I had sex with all my ex hoes Then I chopped off their legs and arms Now all I got are human torsos With a chainsaw, made for gore To clean up the blood I'll use your fuckin' face to mop the floor So [Hook x2] Do the Charles Manson Do the Jeffrey Dahmer Do the Charles Manson Do the Jeffrey Dahmer Do the Charles Manson Do the Jeffrey Dahmer Uh, uh "The morbider the merrier" [Verse 2] The cannibal eats a maggot, I gay bash a faggot I knock boots with dirty prostitutes like Jimmy Swaggart Yo, I'm uncurable like AIDS I can't wait to self-mutilate myself with razor blades Blood and guts, blood and guts, Mooney's body baggin' They're comin' to take me away-ahah! Straight to the paddy wagon Because they found my dead body shredders Now I'll be blendin' your achilles tendon While I'm sending some letters To your family, kid, letting them know I got rid Of your body after I chopped ya like a squid Then straight to the garbage bag Another dead fag for the garbage man So carry the body to the garbage can When it comes to another murderer, kid, I'm gorier The warrior's leavin' niggas in a state of euphoria Back in the days, when it came to punks, I sticked 'em But nowadays the ghoul eats the flesh of his victims So, word to the lizard, this nigga's absurd From January to December: I'm leavin' niggas dismembered Bitches get beaten, long live the cretin Got dead bodies dried and cured ready to be eaten With a knife and a fork, for any punk in New York Take mines, and I'll have to outline your body with chalk So [Hook x2] Do the Charles Manson Do the Jeffrey Dahmer Do the Charles Manson Do the Jeffrey Dahmer Do the Charles Manson Do the Jeffrey Dahmer Uh, uh "The morbider the merrier" [Verse 3] Mad Mooney's macabre I got the ski mask for whenever I rob I'll come through your sink like The fucking Blob The silent, violent, ghoul is cruel My mind is darker, than Clive Barker The motherfucking stalker, sporting a parka Blood stain where human remains A TEC-9 I pack when I hijack planes So ashes to ashes, dust to dust I'll admit, I'll shit, and I'll spit on your grave in disgust So Rest in Pain, the human remain releases The type of shit to leave any nigga Resting in Pieces I clock loot, like a bum playing guitar While girls lose their virginity in the backseat of my car I went to Killers Anonymous, for my addiction I'm Santa Claus wishing you a Merry Crucifixion [Hook] Do the Charles Manson Do the Jeffrey Dahmer Do the Charles Manson Do the Jeffrey Dahmer Do the Charles Manson Do the Jeffrey Dahmer Uh, uh [Outro] Mad Mooney, kid Mad Mooney, kid Mad Mooney, kid Mad Mooney, kid Mad Mooney, kid Mad Mooney, kid I'm gonna chop you up I'm gonna chop you up I'm gonna chop you up!