
Originally Posted by
Cry
Motivated Killers
By: Nash
i wasn't feelin' myself, i felt as if i needed help ..
my motive? well there wasn't any, i hated myself
so, it's like ..
i was rollin' locamotive, didn't strike a single fuckin' motive
but with motives that even satan's never promoted ..
if i'd ever noted more, it was this girl that i was viewing
just previewing through windows of insanity,
just imagining who i'd be chopping & skewing
renewing order, pretending to be the border to day & night
i knew it couldn't be right to think a delicacy of a delight
"Alright," my mind said, when the soon dead girl strolled by
first i stood, then i jumped to hear her cry, then she'd die
i relied on the knife to destroy her life, i ripped & gutted ..
.. tore & loved it, like a door just craving to be shutted
i'm slaving for my own satisfaction, motive? still no reaction
what is it.. that causes these fatal attractions?
there's captions on their heads, that say "KILL ME DEAD"
so i shoot em` in the head.. & it's said that I'M brutal?
just cuz a news cast acts fast to give YOU brutes a earfull
nothin's revealed fools, the truth? i've killed & gotten away
people forgotten today, with some cops tomorrow ..
.. that aint got shit to say
don't play with my head, i may or may not be dropped
but hell, don't tell me i still ain't standin`.. i can't be stopped
i'm demandin` you cowards cowar & call me hot
cuz i got more kills under my belt ..
.. than they could fit on Ripleys believe it not
i'll stop, but only if i get caught, if i'm brought down
if i'm brought down, soundly, without the news on my back
because without the news,
the "KILLERS!" < wouldn't know how to do that
links soon ..