The best part of waking up is a new night to capture
Scaring piles of pussy meat awaiting my rapture
Pulsing, dripping, wet, warm, and here for my pleasure
Use and abuse
Sleep, kill - repeat

Sluts and Whores. These filthy girls want me in their mouths
I deny at first
Just to hear them burst, and beg for satisfaction
I try and seem, to not know what they mean
To create a type of distraction
She grabbed my cock, so i grabbed my glock, and this shits gotten fun
And she knows my dick tastes so much sweeter when shes staring down the barrel of a full loaded gun
Oh my god babe,I'm gonna blow in a few more ways than one
My cock, my temper, and my urge to dismember
All up in your face (along with my gun)
Oh yes, fresh flesh, nailed up to the wall
I skinned this bitch and removed her tits
Then ravaged her gaping hole
I am the Type A Secretor
No trace
No match
No clues to follow
And it will be harder for you than it was for her to realize
And to swallow


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