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Well I just shot a man to death I've gotta bullet round in my head He fired back and then it stopped A final shot and a final breath Afraid to stop and afraid to check The smell of fear, the color red Had him with a 2 inch shell Well it's a brutal smell of death (x4) Saw my reflection in a spoon. I had it with my non-adequate excuse I've got a supermanic soul I've pulled the trigger in the record room I've pulled the trigger in the record room I've put a stop to his loonytoons I've put him down in the record room These are for you Dead, break this These are for you Dead, break this Dead! (talking samples) These are for you Dead, break this These are for you Dead, break this These are for you Dead, break this These are for you Dead, break this These are for you Dead, break this These are for you Dead, break this |