Producer Spyder Raw - Killer Clown

Sweet tooth

I ain't nothing but a beast.
In the belly of the streets.
I ain't never been a punk see I always pop the trunk I ain't scared of police.
See I always had a problem.
Ever since I was a youth.
I never been a liar yeah you a bitch see I always tell the truth.
Ain't nobody ever loved me. H
How could I ever love you.
But I love a few numbers 45, 38, and a deuce deuce.

I'm a fucking killer clown.
Ain't nowhere to hide around.
All I ever see is murder six six six
Putting bodies in the ground.
See I always been a joker.
Plus I got a lot of rounds
When you look over your shoulder
I'll be standing with a smile
The killer clown Hey

It's murder
It's murder
It's murder

I like the smell of sulfur.
And burning candles in my room.
I ain't nothing like pennywise killjoy or twisty I was born a goon.
Sympathy will make you weak.
I'm hearing voices in my brain.
I cut myself every week.
Cuz I'm addicted to the pain.
Somebody needs to pray.
Go and grab a Bible.
The force wants to stay thoughts suicidal.
Don't want to disobey so I grabbed the rifle.
All clowns want to play this is my recital. I'm nothing but a loser heart for the terror.
Stare my accuser staring in the mirror.
Hey I'm not sick I just need some help.
So please kick the chair while I hang from this belt

I'm a fucking killer clown.
Ain't nowhere to hide around.
All I ever see is murder six six six
Putting bodies in the ground.
See I always been a joker.
Plus I got a lot of rounds
When you look over your shoulder
I'll be standing with a smile
The killer clown Hey

It's murder
It's murder
It's murder

Written by:
MARCEL SIMMONS

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