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I'm in your room right now your screaming for helpAnxiety attack so you piss on yourselfAnd you pray to god that one of your neighbors can help youBut that won't happen I'm helter skelterIn my lobby, they can't find meI'm not a maniac, I'm a zombieI'mma rap about some neo naziBitch you better call on god or gandhiBetter hope Jesus come baptize youBecause I'm about to come rape or sodomize youKeep doing that until I realize youDead from the sound boom when I pound youI'm a night stalker, catching bitcheswalking after dark in parksHit that corner, then they're goneThey can't call for help because I took their phoneUsing up minutes, use themto call my homies just to tell them that I'm in itBitch I dare you to screamHaven't you heard of sarah? That's meI made that bitch my milk titsI was dressed up like lisa simpsonPut her to sleep, quick in my hiltonNow I'm bout to change your name to ruth wilsonVoices in my head I kill themAmityville insanity pillI can't swallow my cavitiesThey're strictly from these casualtiesThat's really good with ham and cheeseLoad them up on craigslistMy email address isHow-you-doing-my-name-is-tyler, and you're a dead bitch(First)(Aye, aye, aye, aye)Run bitch, run!(Howl)You better run, bitch
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