[Chorus]
I'm all about America...
Do the Charles Manson
Do the Jeffrey Dahmer

Do The Charles Manson
Do The Jeffrey Dahmer

Do The Charles Manson
Do The Jeffrey Dahmer
Oh, OH
I'm all about America...

[Necro]
It's the corpse winder ya can't handle my rugged rape
I shut bitches off, 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 Dragons+
Adventures, a fuckin' sicko on the sickest possible level
I'll eat your colon, 'cause I'm rollin' with my mother's enavel
I had sex with all my ex hoes
Then I chopped off there legs and are
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...

[Chorus x2 (Chorus missing the first "I'm all about America"]

[Necro]
I cannibal leaf a maggot
I gay bash a faggot
I knock boots with dirty prostitutes than Jimmy Swaggart
Yo, I'm incurable 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 wah-ahah!
Straight to the Patty wagon
Because they found my dead body shredded
Now I'll be blunt and your killing's tended
Well I'm sending some letters
To your family kid, letting them know I got rid
Of your body after I chopped you 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 Warriors, leavin' niggas in a state of euphoria
Back in the days when it came to punks I stick them
But nowadays the Ghoul eat the flesh of his victim
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 rot and cured ready to be eaten
With a knife and a fork, for any punk in New York
Take mine, and I'll have to outline your body in chalk

[Chorus x2 (Chorus missing the first "I'm all about America"]

[Necro]
Mad Mooney's mecol
I got the ski mask, I'm wonderful
I'll rob; I'll come through your sink like the fucking Blob
The silent, violent, Ghoul is cruel
My mind is darker, then Clyde Faulker
The motherfucking stalker, sporting a parka
Blood stain where human remains
A Teck-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 may main releases
The type of shit to leave any nigga resting in pieces
I clock loot, like a punk playing a guitar
While girls loose their virginity in the backseat of my car
I went to Killers Anonymous, for my addiction
I'm Santa Clause wishin' you a Merry Crucifixion

[Chorus (Chorus missing the first "I'm all about America"]

[Necro]
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!


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    General CommentNecro is the fuckin man
    HxChrison August 13, 2002   Link
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    General Commenti love bumpin this song with my windows down, uh uh the more the blood the merrier
    EastSideNinjaon February 13, 2005   Link
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    General CommentQuite a few mistakes, obviously the kid was new...

    [Chorus]
    The morbider the merrier...
    Do the Charles Manson
    Do the Jeffrey Dahmer

    Do The Charles Manson
    Do The Jeffrey Dahmer

    Do The Charles Manson
    Do The Jeffrey Dahmer
    Oh, OH
    The morbider the merrier...

    [Necro]
    It's the corpse grinder 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 crashes
    I'm body baggin', niggas in my Dungeons and Dragons
    Adventures, a fuckin' sicko on the sickest possible level
    I'll eat your colon, 'cause I'm rollin' with my mother's enavel
    I had sex with all my ex hoes
    Then I chopped off there 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...

    [Chrous]
    Do the Charles Manson
    Do the Jeffrey Dahmer

    Do The Charles Manson
    Do The Jeffrey Dahmer

    Do The Charles Manson
    Do The Jeffrey Dahmer
    The morbider the merrier

    [Necro]
    I cannibal eats a maggot
    I gay bash a faggot
    I knock boots with dirty prostitutes that look like Jimmy Swaggart
    Yo, I'm incurable 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 haha!
    Straight to the Paddy wagon
    Because they found my dead body shredder
    Now I'll be blendin your achilles tendon
    Well I'm sending some letters
    To your family kid, letting them know I got rid
    Of your body after I chopped you 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 Warriors, leavin' niggas in a state of euphoria
    Back in the days when it came to punks I stick them
    But nowadays the Ghoul eat the flesh of his victim
    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 rot and cured ready to be eaten
    With a knife and a fork, for any punk in New York
    Take mine, and I'll have to outline your body in chalk

    [Chorus]
    Do the Charles Manson
    Do the Jeffrey Dahmer

    Do The Charles Manson
    Do The Jeffrey Dahmer

    Do The Charles Manson
    Do The Jeffrey Dahmer


    [Necro]
    Mad Mooney's my call,
    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, then Clyde Barker
    The motherfucking stalker, sporting a parka
    Blood stain where human remains
    A Teck-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 may main releases
    The type of shit to leave any nigga resting in pieces
    I clock loot, like a punk playing a guitar
    While girls loose their virginity in the backseat of my car
    I went to Killers Anonymous, for my addiction
    I'm Santa Clause wishin' you a Merry Crucifixion

    [Chorus]
    Do the Charles Manson
    Do the Jeffrey Dahmer

    Do The Charles Manson
    Do The Jeffrey Dahmer

    Do The Charles Manson
    Do The Jeffrey Dahmer


    [Necro]
    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!
    Alkamiston March 26, 2008   Link

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