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Finishing Up
"Do you want her?"
Yes, but where is she at
"Standing on the corner
with her hair pulled back"
"Can you see her?"
Hell yes I'm zeroing in
One hundred for a hour
Hell yes I'm zeroing in
"Can you smell her?"
Hell yes and she has me so twisted
I think my planes have shifted
It's like going from missionary to getting double fisted
"Can you hear her?"
Yes I'm being drenched with the screams
The motel room becomes a scene
It's like Baal has sent in the whole fucking team
Sheets were ripped, mattress were torn
Entrails and fecal matter
Blood splatter patterns
But the body's gone
"Did you taste her?"
Yes just a little bit
Seems something wet
Flew on my lip
"Did you get to know her?"
Yes I now know the facts
Of why she poisoned all the weed
Then sold me crack
"Did you explode with disgust?"
Yes you know I suppress my lust
I only thrust and bust
For the spirits I trust
"Did she pledge?"
Yes in the middle of the bed
She opened up wider
As I removed her head
"Can we have her?"
Yes but lets do everything right
Let me finish up dinner
And then turn out the light
Yes, but where is she at
"Standing on the corner
with her hair pulled back"
"Can you see her?"
Hell yes I'm zeroing in
One hundred for a hour
Hell yes I'm zeroing in
"Can you smell her?"
Hell yes and she has me so twisted
I think my planes have shifted
It's like going from missionary to getting double fisted
"Can you hear her?"
Yes I'm being drenched with the screams
The motel room becomes a scene
It's like Baal has sent in the whole fucking team
Sheets were ripped, mattress were torn
Entrails and fecal matter
Blood splatter patterns
But the body's gone
"Did you taste her?"
Yes just a little bit
Seems something wet
Flew on my lip
"Did you get to know her?"
Yes I now know the facts
Of why she poisoned all the weed
Then sold me crack
"Did you explode with disgust?"
Yes you know I suppress my lust
I only thrust and bust
For the spirits I trust
"Did she pledge?"
Yes in the middle of the bed
She opened up wider
As I removed her head
"Can we have her?"
Yes but lets do everything right
Let me finish up dinner
And then turn out the light
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