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Correct I Kill People Lyrics
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Jon Lajoie
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Correct I Kill People
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Did you miss me Oooh, yeah What, what Mc Vagina's right back in this bitch Two thousand nine is the year that I recorded this song Still not loving police Still got love for the vaginal crease Player haters beware, because Guns don't kill people, uh uh I kill people with guns Pow Guns don't kill people, uh uh I kill people with guns Pow Hey punkass gangsters, what you lookin' at You think you can front with me, you better watch your back Because I have a lot of guns and I can shoot them good I'm a menace from society, a boy on the hood I'm invincible like Bruce Willis in the movie "Invincible" I'm invisible like... Well, I'm not really invisible I'm bad like the movie "Attack of the Clones" I'm dangerous (dangerous) like a fire in a nursing home Old people burning, old people burning Put your hands up Old people burning, old people burning That's kinda messed up What, what, you got a problem with this Maybe I should kick you in the face with my fist Because on top of guns I know karate and ninja stuff So if you'll come at me I'll trip you then I'll suck your nuts I-I mean I'll punch your nuts Sucking them would be gay and I'm totally not gay I'm all about V. A. G. I. N. A. Guns don't kill people, uh uh I kill people with guns Pow Guns don't kill people, uh uh I kill people with guns Pow If a guy messes with me I shoot him with my load All over his chest and face and down his throat Cause I don't give a fuck, I'm crazy, like Mel Gibson No, wait, that just makes me sound racist Listen, I buy a lot of expensive things because I have a lot of money You can't afford expensive things cause you don't have a lot of money Ha-ha, you want these things, but you cannot afford them That means that you're not cool, cause you're just a poor person Stupid poor people, stupid poor people I have more money than you Stupid poor people, stupid poor people You can't even afford food When I show women my money, they want to have s** with me And they always have orgasms cause my penis is so big Twenty-five inches long and twelve inches thick I'm the Anthony Hopkins of c***, the Albert Einstein of dick I'm the Beatles of cumshots, the Mozart of huge balls The Anne Frank of erections No... That's inappropriate Everybody knows that my rhymes are really tight Like an extra large condom on my penis, that's right My lyrics are like the movie "The Shawshank Redemption" They're really good Guns don't kill people, uh uh I kill people with guns Pow Guns don't kill people, uh uh I kill people with guns Pow I've killed so many people that I don't even remember how many people I've killed But it's probably around seven... Thousand Two thousand five plus four pennies representing the north side C to the anada, bitch Oh, yeah, women are actually good for four things Cooking, cleaning, vaginas and their sisters' vaginas
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